This a true story. I met Bobby 2 years ago at the hospital. He is a cop and I am a nurse. At 6’4” he towers over my small 5’3” frame. The other morning he called me after a rough shift. I had just finished my 3 mile run and was about to get in the shower when the phone rang. Bobby sounded upset and wanted to come over. He had never been to my house before. I was surprised yet happy to have his company. I made us coffee and then took a quick shower. He was sitting on my couch staring off into space when I approached him. I was only in my robe. My damp, blond curly hair spiraling down to my shoulders.
On many occasions I had wanted to ask Bobby out myself but I was too embarrassed. Now I had him here in front of me and I was scared. He looked like he needed to be hugged. We talked for awhile about his night and I finally offered him the hug he needed. When he looked up at me he said “ I promise I didn’t come here just for this.” “I know sweetie.” I answered. “But I can help you, if you like.”
He took my hands and pulled me into his lap. As our lips touched I felt a fire in my belly I had not felt in a long time. His muscular shoulders flexed as I rubbed my hand across it. I pressed myself into him letting my robe fall open just enough for him to slip his hand around my breast. I began to unbutton his shirt. I have never undressed a cop before. Once I figured out how to get him out of his bullet proof vest I straddled him on the couch. As we kissed I could feel something growing hard under me. I reached down and began to unbuttoned his pants.