Hot Cop for Dolores

Hot Cop A little report to titillate you. POLICE EPISODE
It was several months since I married Dolores when our liitle
adventure took place. We were already in the Hotwife lifestyle, had
been already during our four month engagement period. Dolores at first
refused my proposal saying that she felt she could never be sexually
happy restricted to one man and although she had fallen in love with
me, it would never work out. It took some convincing by word and deed
to get her to believe that as my fianc�e and wife she would not be
restricted in anyway. I proved it during our engagement, but that is
another story.
At the time of this event she had developed a great relationship with a young art student at the Chicago Art Institute. He lived in our high rise and fucked her almost every day when he got home at 3 P.M. while I was at work. He was a good dancer, while I was not. Dolores decided she wanted to go out to dance, but I was tired and decided to stay home. Usually I would go along to watch my wife flash her stocking tops and panties during the dance steps that involved twirls, especially jitterbug routines. Air steps provided a great opportunity for my wife to show off her charms.
Since I wasn't going Dolores did not put on her light full skirt, since I wouldn't be there for the show in any case. Instead she wore court shoes, sheer tan nylons, garter belt, no slip or panties and a nice lacy white blouse, all my favorite things. Whenever she went on a date, she always dressed for me because it was an added turn on for me that another man would enjoy all the things I liked. When they got home I was wide-awake ready to take my seconds in my wife's cunt filled undoubtedly with Randy's cream. However, they had quite a story to tell.
After dancing at the Chez Paris they decided to walk in Grant Park It was about 11:30 PM. The dancing had excited both of them and since the area was deserted, they decided to lie down on the grass just beneath a row of decorative shrubbery and excite each other further until they began actually to fuck. Just about the time they were close to climaxing a bright light was shone on them. It was a Chicago police officer in uniform. His first words were "Well, well what have we here?" He was not aggressive in typical police manner, but rather quietly stated that he could arrest them for a number of reamisters including "Indecent public exposure, lewd and obscene public behavior and other charges.� He said he wouldn't want to do that since he was not a prude and could appreciate the thrill of what they were doing. He asked several questions such as whether Dolores was married, was Randy her husband and the like. Dolores answered truthfully about the situation and that she was in an open marriage. He stated how hot all of this made him and that if Dolores would allow him to visit her during the coming week he would officially forget everything that had occurred. Dolores had already provided our phone number so they agreed and came home promptly with mixed feelings about what had transpired.
I assured Dolores that if she didn't want to fuck him she could get out of it easily since he was on very thin ice, 1f I reported his behavior to the Internal Police Security Division. She felt she needed to think about it for a day or two. Randy left, somewhat shaken by the turn of events. I had mixed feelings but was also aroused by it all. Dolores was still hot and unsatisfied since her climax had been interrupted. We began to masturbate each other turning everything about the incident into sexual excitement, especially the coercive element in being powerd to fuck a police officer. Before we both climaxed, Dolores decided she would let the officer fuck her if he called.
He called the following Sunday and I informed him that he would be in big trouble if I reported him to the Internal Security Division, but that Dolores felt she might enjoy him. From Dolores' description I judged him to be in his forties, fairly trim, neither handsome nor ugly. I informed him that his visit would have to be on Tuesday and I, her husband, would be present.
He agreed and indeed on Tuesday at around 10 A.M. he appeared dressed in civilian clothes. I offered him a Budweiser and asked if he did this sort of thing often? He said not at all, but seeing Randy between Dolores' legs with his cock embedded in her pussy made him simply lose it and if we wanted to opt out he would leave with out further ado. This put us in a good mood so that we decided to enjoy the situation. Dolores was dressed in the same clothes as the night of the encounter. I suggested she do a slow strip tease for us. Remarking that this was going to be a lot better than anything in Chicago's strip clubs, I saw his eyes filling with sheer unbridled lust as Dolores got down to nothing but shoes, stockings and garter belt. Dolores pressed herself against him kissing and rubbing his crotch. He began to undress and without any foreplay got on top of Dolores ramming his rampant cock deep into her pussy. He only lasted about three minutes before he poured his semen into her.
Dolores was not ready to cum so I got on her immediately bringing her satisfying relief. By this time the officer was ready for seconds giving her a much better prolonged ride, but still not making her climax again. Just about that time Randy appeared having cut his classes at the Art Institute. I said that he certainly recognized our visitor and that Dolores was in need of some service, in spite of the best efforts of both of us. They immediately began to make out while we watched. I was aroused again, but our visitor had exhausted his capacity and suggested he take us all for a nice lunch. We all showered and went to the Red Star Inn for lunch. We talked mostly about sexual topics. We agreed to let him enjoy Dolores again in the coming weeks. To our surprise we never heard from him again.

great story - would love to hear more about your history - what about the story of this engagement for starters?

Manleythat is quite an intense story about your gorgeous wife Dolores being caught with her stud by the law enpowerment officer. Thanks for sharing it with us.

This account I relate here is second hand from my brother, Dave some eleven months older than me and coming to the end of his 2 year probationer period as a police officer. It gives us an insight into our sexuality and reaction to opportunistic sexual encounters.

He told me recently that he was on night patrol duty with an older police constable colleague when they received a radio summons to attend an incident at Firth Housing Estate at 2am in the morning. They assumed it was a doemstic argument disturbance - not unusual on a Saturday evening. Arriving at the address they spotted an Asian cab driver kicking ands banging on a door.

Approaching the irate driver they were told by the guy that the people inside had refused to pat the �20 taxi cab fare. Dave's senior colleague, "Shelley" (an ex marine) rang the doorbell and shouted through the letter box when there was no response. Eventually a blonde in her late 30's answered. She was a little tipsy. My brother asked her to pay the cab fare, telling her it was an offense to obtain services by deceit and that she and her boyfriend?husband could be charged.

The shapely blonde thought this was amusing but handed Dave her purse which contained a few coins of no more than 50p value. Between remonstarting with the woman and attempting to calm down the excitable
taxi driver the buxom blonde's boyfriend became a little vexatious. They explained to the 2 amused pilice constables that they had spent more than anticipated at the club and the bank would not be open until Monday, so she had offered the driver a trade. To "work off" the fare (an expression denoting the offer of sxual favours in place of money) which the driver with limited English s*******s had not understrood or appreciated.

The couple were unphased by the possibility of being arrested. The woman giggled and laughed at the anxious driver. "Shelley" my brothers patrol partner is in his early 30's and a former erviceman so used to dealing with difficult situations. He tuned to my brother and asked how much cash he had on him. Dave had about �15 and "Shelley" told him to hand it to him. Then the older Pc tool a �5 note from his wallet and shoved it into the driver's hand and told him to "**** off". The Asian drove off in his taxi.

Brother Dave was miffed at surrendering �15 and began to walk back to the patrol car believing the insident was settled without any police action being involved. However, "Shelley" called him back and smiling he turned to the woman and said she was lucky not to be charged, adding,
"Is the offer to work it off still on?"

The buxom wench laughed and invited him and my brother into ther house. Where "Shelley" in full uniform had her over the back of the living room sofa and my brother, Dave had her as well. The boyfriend sat with a take in an armchair. Then "Shelley" got her to suck cock - cleaning up his and Dave's slicked dicks. Then the police officers left. My brother was chuckling as he told me. Well I guess the blonde did "work it off". Sometimes truth is stranger than fiction.