THE LIST part 5

this is lisa's husband.
why r u fuckin my wife!

My first serious girlfriend was at the age of seventeen, a girl named  Stephanie. For some reason I always had an attraction to tall women. At that time she lived on my block for three summers. Most of the guys in the neighborhood wanted a piece of her. She was pretty. I was one of the few boys she’d talk to. I wasn’t sure why. Stephanie joked because I was shorter and if I stepped out of line she’d have no trouble handling me. I’d tell her the biggest thing on my body was between my legs. We got along quite well and always had fun together. 

We’d be in the back of the local movie theater most Friday nights our lips locked in long passionate wet kisses. The farthest we ever went was her jerking me off for ten minutes. I remember trying to ease her head downward while pushing my hips up so my stiff hungry teenage sword could maybe touch her lips. One time she even brushed her mouth against it. We never went all the way. Her family moved and in a time before Internet, long-distance phone calls and letters made relationships almost impossible. We eventually lost touch. Now, years later, our paths have crossed and she was now a cop.

Stephanie turned me around and for a moment I was doused with relief and shock. If that was possible.

  “Oh my god. Are you fucken serious! You dog!” I exclaimed.

  “Sorry I couldn’t resist.” She beamed back a smile before hugging me. “When I saw your ID…”

  “Wow. You had my heart beatin’. Man!”                      

  “I bet I did.”

  “Wow. I cannot believe this.” I said feeling my pulse slowing down to normal.

  “Yes, everyone that I run into says the same thing.” She giggled.

  “You damn right. So how did this happen?” I asked ushering more to her uniform and gun belt.

  “You mean what made me decide to be a cop.” She paused almost to collect herself while handing me back my license and papers.

 “Five years ago life was different. My cousin Jamaal died. I needed a change and I made a list. This was number one. Crazy uh.”

She was still pretty like I remembered. No longer skinny like at seventeen but had matured into a thick sexy full figure woman. Her hair pulled back in one. Her lips a light translucent glaze of gloss.

  “Wow, I don’t know what to say. No fucken way. I can’t believe this. Man look at you. Stephanie Wilkens is a cop.”

  “Oh yes. Number two was buying a house, then mountain climb, become a vegetarian and somewhere on that list was meeting up with Michael Brandon.”

Her voice had dropped in volume bashfully when she said my name. I couldn’t say much after that. I smirked and blushed underneath my brown complexion. After a few awkward words we hugged and she went back into her car and I got into mine promising to keep in touch. I was trying my best not to smile. The night felt like it was getting hotter. I started the car and turned up the air conditioning. I hadn’t notice Lisa was already sitting in the passenger seat.

  “So what was that about? She was a little friendly.” Lisa commented casually.

  “What, oh. What?” Realizing all that registered was mumbling to my ears.

  “Do you know that cop woman?” She asked again.

  “Oh what do you mean?”

  “Well first I saw her pin you up against the car and I’m like Oh my god.” She was animated when she spoke.

  “Yea.”

  “But then the other policeman is talking to me about…I shouldn’t worry, you’re OK and some procedure nonsense. I look over again and I see hugs and hear laughing. So I’m thinking, hey!”

I didn’t see any reason to tell her about the groping of the private parts.

  “That was my first girlfriend from back in the day. Stephanie. I haven’t seen her in more than a decade.”

  “Are your serious. Wow.”

I breathed in deeply then exhaled letting out the nostalgic memory of age seventeen. Reminding myself I was inside the car with Lisa who was half naked.

  “I know uh. What are the odds. A police woman.” I added.

  “First Bill, the ass and now your ex the fuzz!” Lisa laughed. “That’s just not right. What a night this is turning out to be. You planned this didn’t you.”

  “Yes, yes I did.” I laughed. “We better hurry before something else happens.”

  “We better. Wait, are they gone?” She was turning peering through the back windshield.

I could see the cruiser pulling out of the lot from my side mirror. I waited until it had disappeared then instantly I reached over and tore open Lisa’s coat exposing her large ripe breast. There was a roughness in my actions. Stephanie’s face swirled in my head while Lisa’s perfumed body excited my desire. She gasped then arched her back pushing out her chest even further. Pulling her to me I swallowed her pink nipples in my mouth. Lisa moaned gripping the back of my head. I began squeezing sliding my tongue over each of them. She panted readily spreading her legs to my exploring hands.

  “I can’t take it anymore. Ohh I want to taste your cock.”

She pulled at my belt almost ripping open my zipper.

  “Take it out! Take it out now!” She demanded sounding almost exasperated.

I managed to get my pants down but my boxers clung to my hips stubbornly. Before I could take them off Lisa reached into the opening and grabbed my throbbing rod it’s purple top glistening. She brought her face close as if to devour the whole thing but then stopped.

  “What?” I asked trying to ease her head to the finish line.

  “OK…what..do I…?”

  “Just like before. Think lollipop.” I whispered.

In one breath she bend closer and swallowed half of my thick cock inside her mouth. I leaned back grabbing the headrest of the driver’s seat. Her hot mouth moved up and down my shaft almost too tight at first.

  “..Softly.” I moaned. I then managed to pull down my boxers having her let go for a moment with my shaft bobbing up and down hitting against my stomach. Lisa giggled before putting her wet lips back on to it.

  “Use your tongue…” I moaned.

A shudder rippled throughout my body and I could feel an explosion coming on. My phone began to ring interrupting my blissful ecstasy. There was no way I would pick it up and ruin what I had been looking forward to for months.

  “Don’t you dare answer that.” She mumbled during mid stroke.

  “No I won’t.” I mumbled back.

I had reached over and had my hand between her ass cheeks sliding my fingers over her wet sex. Lisa was a thick girl. The hot sweet smell of our sex filled the car. I plunged two fingers between the lips of her opening moving them in and out. Her moans became louder while she began gyrating her hips.

  

  “OK lets go in the backseat.” She said.

My phone continued ringing and by the time we moved ourselves into the back of my modest sedan I was getting texted. Lisa leaned back in the car spreading her legs rubbing her hand over her pink pussy.

  “I want you to lick now Michael.”

I thought to myself, what happened to the shy girl I was talking to all this time. Where did she disappear to. Was that an act she was putting on. My phone continued to buzz while I licked the inside of her soft thighs trying not to miss an inch.

 “Oh god, don’t tease me…” Lisa continued to sigh.

I placed my hands under her meaty buttocks gripping and squeezing them while my tongue worked its way closer to her awaiting vulva. Lisa was grinding her hips gripping the back of my head pushing it lower and lower. The sweet smell of her pussy excited me even more. My mouth grazed ever so slightly over her pink lips when the sound of my phone hummed again.

  “OK. Lemme just get that. I don’t know who the hell that is but…” I said reaching for the phone on the dashboard.

  “Oh shit!” She exclaimed. “The minute I work up my nerve…and the world seems to be against me getting something. Would you just leave the damn phone!”

I sat back with my phone in hand and Lisa instantly jumped onto me, straddling me and kissing my neck.

  “Oh God, put the phone down. You can read it later…”

She reached around and placed the tip of my cock inside her. Her vagina walls seam to shutter as it opened up for my eager probing hard cock.

  “God you’re big. I can’t wait. I wanna fuck you now.”

While she positioned herself moving back and forth I tried to contain myself making out the text. It read.

  this is lisa’s husband.

  why r u fuckin my wife.

  STOP FUCKIN MY WIFE!

My heart was beating faster and I hungrily wrapped my arms around Lisa gripping her ass and plunged my cocked deeper into her famished sex. She screamed in loud long unrelenting pulsating joy. 

  “Oh God. Michael, Yes!”

I dropped the phone and continued to thrust into my new lover until the words on the phone were just a memory.

the end

THE LIST PART 4

Please remain calm sir. I'm only doing my job. This will only take a minute.

  _________________

Officer Camley was a big guy. He stood over 6’3 and appeared like he was approaching 300lb. Not a muscled kinda big but the ‘swole’ kinda big. His low cut damp blond hair poked from under his cap. He looked intimidating by his sheer size. As I brought down the window the hot air reminded me of the moist heat from outside. 
One of the items on Lisa’s list was smoking weed. Something she had been offered on a few occasions but never took the leap to try. It’s a good thing I didn’t bring any of that to our first hookup I thought. But she sat beside me like a composed quiet school girl in her short rain coat. Part of her pink shaved private area was poking out from an opening in the jacket until I reached over and pulled the material down. The fat policeman was shining the flashlight into the backseat of the car before I handed him my driver license.

“So what’s the story, you folks just parked here in this remote corner enjoying the humid weather? We get calls out here all the time about kids in cars hanging around and making a lot of noise waking up the neighborhood, smoking drugs. Now I know you two are not kids but you two aren’t smoking any drugs are you?”

  “No. No. We’re just talking.” I answered tentatively.

  “Really. Nothing else going on. It’s hot as hell out here playa.” The big man’s voice went up at the end with some slang as if his ‘blackness’ was coming out.

  “No man. We’re just talkin’. Really.” I answered again. Reminding myself there was nothing to be alarmed about.

Lisa had her hand on my shoulder and leaned forward coyly perhaps to show the officer some cleavage.     

  “Nope. No drugs here. We’re just talking and listening to some music.”

She flashed a bright sexy smile and I could see the policeman’s demeanor soften even more. Officer Camley, from his name badge, bent down putting one hand on the car roof.

  “Yea. Personally I could tell you a few things I’d be doing on a hot sticky night like this. You know what I’m sayin’. Put a tent in the backyard, have a late night pool party, drink some nice cold beer from the freezer…”

I wasn’t sure what to say so I added. “Ya, I can go for one a those. Not while I’m driving of course.”

  “Well there you go. Can’t cook on these nights, just order food, sleep in a hammock, fall asleep to a movie…man the list goes on.”

  “Yea it does.” I smiled less apprehensively.

  “Just lemme check that registration will you.”

I reached into the glove compartment for the document getting a glimpse of Lisa’s expression. I was hiding my stifled laugh and I could see she was doing the same. For the moment crediting the heat with any strange behavior that was going round.

  “Stay right there.” The officer said before taking a few heavy steps back to his cruiser.

I closed the window slapping Lisa lightly on her thigh. “Is distracting a cop with your breast on your list too?” I grinned.

Lisa grabbed my arm almost digging her nails into them.

  “No. Oh my god. Oh my god! What the hell was he talking about? And how hard is it to get fucked tonight.”

“What. Listen to you. What happen to the shy afraid girl?” I teased. “It’s a good thing I didn’t bring the weed.”

 “What! Oh my god! No, are you crazy.”

We were laughing but trying to contain ourselves in case the police were watching. Which I’m sure they were although we had nothing to hide. Despise the bright head lights from the cruiser I could make out another officer in the car and from the form and size it looked to be a woman.

  “How long do you think they’ll be?” She said stretching her fingers through my open zipper that I neglected to close. “I can continue interrogating you until he returns.”

Her warm soft hands groped around my manhood until it became aroused again. I quickly pulled her fingers away when I heard the door to the police car open.

  “Wait, he’s coming back.”

I brought down the window expecting to hear officer Camley’s meaty voice telling us to be on our way. Instead we heard an assertive female tone.

  “Michael Brandon. Wow, is this what you’re out doing on your hot nights?”

I turned looking up quickly when I heard the voice but couldn’t see much from my angle and the flashlight in my eyes. The person didn’t sound familiar at all. I looked over at Lisa who was more mystified than I was.

  

“Please step outta the vehicle sir. Ma’am you gonna have to step out as well and walk over to that vehicle.”

Lisa raised her eye brow and shoulders. 

  “It’s ok.” She said reassuringly before climbing out. More convincing herself than anything. I watched her adjusting the short rain coat before walking towards the police car her heals clicking waveringly on the cement. Officer Camley was waiting for her smiling with note pad in hand. A few scenarios ran through my head with parking tickets and maybe even a speeding violation but to my knowledge I was up to date on them all. The sticky night heat also didn’t help. As I stepped out of the car before I could get a good look at the officer, she spun me around pushing me up against the backseat side door. With her free hand she reached out and closed the driver’s side door. I glimpsed a brown skinned black woman about my height. One of her hands was pushing against the back of my head while the other was by my waist near my pockets.

  

  “What the hell?” I exclaimed.

She had also placed her leg between mine pushing them apart. “Please remain calm sir. I’m only doing my job. This will only take a minute.”

I could hear Lisa faintly in the back saying, “Hey! Is that necessary!?”

Then Camley, “It’s OK. It’s just procedure.”

  “Are you arresting me? What did I do?” I started to panic. I didn’t have any outstanding tickets. Maybe it was the punch to Tony for cheating with my ex on my last day of work from the year before. But that was so long ago. The police woman pressed herself closer to me pinning me tight against the car. Her mouth was next to my ear while I felt her hand running up and down over my backside.

Her voice was stern and commanding but her actions were saying something quite different.

  “Sir please hold still. I’m just doing my job. Are you carrying any weapons?”

  “What…No. No I’m not.” I stuttered.

I wasn’t sure what to make of the female officers assault. It was definitely strange with Lisa and Camley no more than fifty few feet away no doubt unaware of what was going on. She had reached around and grabbed the front of my pants.

  “No weapons uh. So what do you call this Mr. Brandon? It sure feels like a weapon to me.”

I jumped trying to turn around but she was strong holding me firmly against the car.

  “Hey, what’re you…” I protested again before she squeezed tighter on my penis.

Her lips were actually touching my ear when she spoke. A tongue might have even ventured out to make contact. A minty gum aroma floated to my nostrils.

  “Told you I could kick your ass. Michael you really don’t remember me. God, you’d think all those handjobs I gave you, you’d know these fingers well and good.”

Suddenly the commanding voice full of sarcasm became familiar. My heart stopped.

[continue in the final part 5]

THE LIST part 3

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