Monday`s night

Monday night, in Montparnasse train station, just down from the train, I train my roller bag along the waterfront. Not economic, but I’ll take a taxi. Not really like hitting me on the subway.

I spent the weekend to the receptionist in a professional salon. The horror! Already held, perched on high heels, gray suit ready body, sitting on uncomfortable stools, but high, so that our thighs are highlighted. All to attract shoppers what, and to lure it attracts.

I’ll spare you the ribald remarks, proposals evenings at the hotel, or worse … No chance with me guys, it is not marked on my forehead, but I is girls my thing! Not even a nice visiting more! The horror I tell you.

Tired … exhausted! In the taxi, I just want to take off these shoes and tailor (I keep the uniform, it’s always that but for that pay is lousy and take a shower.

Here I am at the bottom of my building. Just thinking that I have to climb five flights of stairs with my bag and these shoes are torturing me, I fear.

Finally arrived on my doorstep, the burning feet, sore biceps, even if the bag is not heavy, it weighs five floors at arm there, horror, anguish !!!! My door is ajar and obviously fractured.

Not even thinking about the fact that burglars may still be there, I entered the hall, all returned spilled drawers, the contents loose on the floor. And then I fall. This is too much! Good tear crisis, it evacuates all the frustration inside me. A rotten weekend of louts for two days and the bastards who took the opportunity to rob my apartment, there’s something crack, right? Fortunately, I gave the cat to a girlfriend for the weekend, the poor if he had been there.

Call the police … When you get robbed, it’s what to do. It’s too late, the damage is done, but this is what to do!

“You asked the police not to leave” is the message loop that includes me. Finally a voice replied after four attempts, it redirects me to my local police station. It picks up after a couple of rings.

A female voice answered, I explained my case, “we’ll send someone,” said the girl on the phone.

Twenty minutes later, a knock on my door. It is not fractured penalty hit !!!
– Yes, come,
– National Police, good evening,

This is a woman cop, thirties, light brown hair styled in a ponytail rather cute My connoisseur’s eye, accustomed to weigh the female form, the details. A beautiful chest that holds his sky blue shirt. Surely two beautiful treasure hidden beneath the, buttocks and thighs, while not large, which are slightly plump, forms what.

And must! The uniform! I have to admit that women in uniform make me a certain effect. sky blue shirt, blue jacket therefore Navy badge on the sleeves, the word Police in the back, hat, blue jean pants and navy, which mold good form, rangers at the feet and above his belt, which hangs his gear, revolver handcuffs, batons and other cases that hides whatever !!

I admit, I am troubled. I even completely confused.

“Celline you call for a break? “
– Hmmm, yes
– Well, you have found that the objects disappeared?
– Uhhh yeah, sorry, it’s emotion, yes, I had a little cash in the pot here, not much can be 20 or 30 euros, some jewelry, a pair of earrings ear in gold, a hundred euros, I thought, my blu-ray player … nothing a priori.
– Well, I’ll go around the apartment and make a few statements, she said, pulling a pair of latex gloves.

There seeing the make, I almost faint. The effect that makes me this girl is phenomenal. I forgot everything, burglary, rotten weekend, I’m obsessed. Its forms, his uniform, his gloves, latex, it’s all a steamy erotica.

His voice a little dry, remember to order and make me back down to earth.

– You call a locksmith during that time

No locksmith before tomorrow morning! The most complete lose, it ends beautifully.

I head to the room where the sergeant is Celine.

“That he did not steal you, ‘she said, pointing to me an object. It’s my vibrator Lulu (yes, I know, I gave him a nickname, Lulu, so what?). I must be red peony.

Yes, Uhhh …. Yes, No … no …

Céline gave me a sidelong glance and drops the Lulu on the night table, goes to the dresser drawers overturned. My underwear is spread on the ground. She picks up a black string between his thumb and index finger up the leaves fall in the drawer, a garter belt, a pink bra, panties with a flower …

– Cute stuff, she said her voice slightly authoritarian

I do not know where to hide.

Celine decline starts fours and looks under the bed As if burglars were still hidden below !!

The fabric of his pants lattice is stretched to bursting with movement. I confirm, her ass is not fat, by cons it is shaped and the gift of snapped my eyes.

Celine turns, stares at me and gives me:

– Look at that, it matte my ass! The show please? I see that I am dealing with a strange suspicion. She tendentious objects at her underwear to entice everyone, mate and my ass too! I have colleagues who have been attacked in such circumstances. I am sure that you do not have a clear conscience. The shot fake burglary, we know !!

She grabs me by the hair leads me to the wall:

– Both hands against the wall and spread my legs, I’ll check that you are not armed.
– Aiiiieeee.
– Shut up, you plaindras after you

She runs her hands on my back, my blanks, then press them on my breasts she feels cheerfully:

– Not bad, I need to see it more closely

She unbuttoned my white blouse, releasing my breasts in my bra, pinches the nipples slightly, the ball, then down her hands sheathed in latex on my stomach.
I’m shivering.

– Ah, I see you are calm, but I really have to make sure there is no danger.

She crouched behind me, brought up my skirt on my thighs and on my butt to my hips. His hands roam my calves and then up above. She lingers on the inside of my thighs around the edge of my low self-fixing. It dates back to the flesh and kneaded my buttocks.

– I have to push a little more my investigations, it sometimes hides things in unusual and unexpected places, says Celine by sliding a finger into my panties.

“- Already, it’s wet, a good sign.

I felt a finger enter my vagina, then another. Contact with latex made me take off immediately, I have an almost immediate orgasm. This is probably the accumulated frustration is externalized. Perhaps ! Or the high degree of eroticism of the situation , Rather! Well a bit of both !!

– There remains a potential hiding place, she said by pressing a finger into the anus. Humidified by my cum, he returned alone.

– Ooooohhh, am I, his hands still on the wall.

Celine brings another finger. She noted was stuck in my back. His fingers dig into me and stand out.

She licks and nibbles on my earlobe.

I can not stand it, I turn around, my mouth sticks to hers, our tongues meet, wrap around each other. These fingers are out of my ass, but too bad, surely they will come back just now. I push the little fliquette backwards towards the bed, I’m down on the mattress.
I finished undressing in front of her … For her! Because slightly raised on both elbows, she never misses a beat. I kept my string and my stockings, so I’ll leave him the pleasure of removing them. I could finally remove high heels torturing me for two days.

I lie next to her, kisses her, and began to undress in turn are.
I unbuttoned his uniform shirt, his chest advanced through the lace of her white bra ,. She has beautiful and big breasts. I lick the nipple through the lace. I got up, took off his rangers, I attack the loop belt:

– Too bad you did not handcuffed me just now, or better your baton passed between the thighs. I find myself to say those words.
– It will be for next time, kind of perverse, Celine replied, panting, impatient as I finish undressing.

I drag her jean pants with evil, so he serves near the body.
She is lying before me in white bra and thong. His gaze seems to implore my hands and my mouth so they land on it I still enjoy a few seconds of the overview of his body. She is beautiful, a big chest of beautiful legs, with just a tiny bit of cellulite on the buttocks, just enough for it to not be unsightly. We can not have everything, the rounded shapes and a baby’s skin.

I’ll blow bra and thong, spreads her legs and take care of her shaved pussy, stroking fingertip first, then licking and biting and sucking her clitoris while hard. My tongue runs along the slot. She wets at least as much as me just now. She moaned, biting nipples. She is sublime.

While enjoying sex, I also eat a look. His eyes are on mine, it is not cowardly to look. I did not tell you, but it has beautiful green eyes.

Before she enjoys I rise, straddles, crouched over her, my cock on his face and mouth, I lie down to find hers. She spreads her thighs. We will enjoy together 69. Our fingers are seeking our vaginas and our respective small holes to accentuate the caress.

The orgasm is rather quite synchronized. I am expressive in general and shares my enjoyment to my partners, but Céline shouts louder than me for once.

Exhausted, I lay down beside her, our lips graze while we take our minds, our tongues tickle. We remain long lying one beside the other, patting our breasts, kissing us slightly.

– I have to go, ‘she said after a moment.

She gets up, gets dressed, is recoiffe fingertips, remakes her ponytail. I stood naked on the bed to watch. She approaches, leans towards me, kissed me and said:

– Pass the police station tomorrow morning to file a complaint.
– But what about your visit home? It’s no use, you still have that I move?
– It never goes to a burglary. We could not finish. In any case, never alone. And then I am in office, I keep one! I came because I sensed the good shot. I do not know ! A hunch can be!

I burst out laughing, too.

Weekend rotten, but ends in beauty. It is at the end of the ball we pay the musicians, and for once, a beautiful end of the dance. This is the only morality I find this story. Finally, if you can call it a moral!