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Meeting an old ex-colleague brought back some good memories.I was recently out with my wife when we bumped into an ex-colleague from my days in the Police force. Seeing her again brought back memories of our naughty times together in the early 1980s.It began on Karen’s first day at the station, I was introduced to her at the reception and asked to help her take her luggage up to the third floor where single officers lived. In those days, officers were posted to a station away from their hometown and lived in single quarters within the Police station. At our Police station, this was up on the third floor, somewhere we were not permitted to go unless directed by a senior officer.In my case, I was asked by my grumpy old inspector to assist the new girl so it was in order.Karen was twenty-one, Karen had short dark hair and was 5’5″ tall, slim build, and had a wonderful pair of firm breasts that looked huge on her tiny frame. I was twenty-three, had been married for two years at this time, and lived in the town with my wife.Karen wore an elasticated figure-hugging boob tube that was so thin it was virtually see-through. The boob tube was at least a size smaller than she needed, no bra, and a pair of tight denim shorts that showed off her excellent shapely legs.Before grabbing some of Karen’s luggage, the inspector said, “Behave and be quick.” He had seen me eyeing Erzincan Escort up Karen’s perfect pair of tits. Karen had lots of luggage and between us; we managed to carry it all in one trip although this was where the fun started.I took the lead and Karen followed. Karen was carrying luggage in both hands so was I. As we rounded the bend on the second flight, I noticed that Karen’s boob tube was slipping down, and she had not realized. As we rounded each bend, we came face to face before scaling the next flight.By the bend on the third flight, a nipple had popped out, a dark stubby erect nipple. Then by the time we rounded the bend on the fourth flight, they were both out. Being the gentleman I was, I had no alternative but to wait until we got to her room before pointing out her nip slip.As we entered her room, Karen was topless and unaware – or was she? `She placed her bags down and adjusted her clothing with a big grin covering up her perfect firm tits. Karen thanked me for helping her, noticed the bulge in my trousers as she hugged me, said, “I think we are going to get on fine,” and gave my erection a gentle squeeze.I will not see Karen for the next week as she had to complete her training. Karen then joined us permanently, I was lucky enough to be allocated her tutor.Once in uniform, Karen did not look as good as she had on Erzincan Escort Bayan the day I met her. The starched white shirts, knee-length black skirts, and nasty black shoes were far from sexy. I did not know at this time that Karen wore sexy stockings and suspenders beneath that boring uniform, it wasn’t too long before I found out though.After a few weeks on shift, it was our turn to complete a week of nights. This meant working from ten pm to six am for the next seven days.It was during this time that Karen started to get a bit more familiar. Karen also mentioned the boob-flashing incident, which was unplanned, but she was glad it got my attention.We regularly got sent out in the Transit van together, so if we made any arrests, we could transport our prisoners back to the station and get Karen more experience in dealing with prisoners.The transit van had an old-fashioned bench seat at the front, so when we not patrolling the town center, Karen would move over so she would be right beside me and run her hand up my thigh being a right tease. This, of course, led me to get an erection in no time, and I had to re-adjust myself. Karen did nothing more than make suggestive comments at this time.The following night, we were the only officers on duty for the whole town due to sickness and holidays. We were again patrolling in the Escort Erzincan van checking out the vast industrial estates and rural areas as well as the very quiet town.Karen slid across the seat and was right beside me as we patrolled the area, only now Karen’s skirt had raised as she slid across the plastic seats. When I looked down, I had my first view of her lacy stocking tops and an expanse of white thigh.Karen had her hand on my thigh as usual. This had become a norm, and I expected it when she was close. Only now seeing her stocking tops in the dim moonlight gave me an erection before she had even touched me.I am quite well endowed, my cock is at least eight inches erect and five flaccid. It is very thick, and my wife can barely get her hand around it.We stopped at the back of one of the industrial estates turned off the lights and listened for movement before getting out to shake some door handles to check the properties were all secure. I was about to get out of the vehicle when, out of nowhere, Karen said, “Ok, you have seen my tits, now I want to see your cock, and by the looks of it, he wants to see me.”I replied, “Not here. Let’s check out the site, then I will drive somewhere much quieter, and if you still feel the same, you can do what you want.”Karen was disappointed, however, she agreed, and we carried on with our duties. A few hours later and after a lot of rubbing of my leg and crotch, we stopped in a dark lane that was not overlooked and very quiet.I still had an erection due to the proximity of Karen’s hand on my thigh, millimeters away from my erect cock, and that she had brushed against its shaft several times.
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