The Cop and the Teacher

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Her first orgasm happened while I licked her pussy lips. The second came while I gave her clit a long hard suck. Her third happened while two fingers pounded her pussy and my tongue thrashed against her clit."

"Fuck me! Now!" she screeched, as I crawled up her body and slide my cock into her spasming pussy. Cat was passionate, with fingernails raking across my back and as active as a rodeo bull. Like a bull rider, I had a hard time staying aboard for the required six seconds. I was dizzy as I pumped cum into her.

I was stunned that when twenty minutes passed, filled with kissing and caressing, I was rock hard again. Two erections in one night hadn't happened in years.

Cat enjoyed sucking and licking my cock and balls as much as I had enjoyed eating her pussy. We had locked eyes as Cat swirled her tongue around my spongy head. She asked, "Do you make love as good as you fuck?"

We started with Cat on top. We held each other tightly, and she ground her pussy into my cock, as we kissed. Turning over without disengaging is a challenge for senior adults, but we managed it. We hugged, kissed and I played with her ass, as I ground into her. It was a delicious coupling. When Cat reached down, massaged my hanging balls and said, "I'm coming," I exploded into her.

I wasn't sure what to expect when I escorted Cat to her mother's eighty-fifth birthday party. It was the first time meeting her family. We approached the guest of honor, and after Cat introduced me, her mother stood from her chair, put an open palm on each side of my head and kissed each cheek. "I'm so happy to meet the man who makes my Catalina smile."

"Happy birthday Mrs. Garcia." After leaning in, I whispered, "I like Catalina's smile and will work hard every day to make her happy."

I reached my hand toward her father and as we shook, he asked, "May we call you Pops?" It was a small request, but let me know I was welcome.

Cat's introduction to my family also occurred at a birthday party. I was standing at a large window looking out to my son's back yard. Family and close friends had gathered, along with eight kindergarten friends, to celebrate Regan's birthday.

"You look good, Chris."

Pat joined me at the window, and we chatted about mundane things for a few minutes.

"It's great that the kids hired a neighborhood teenager to look after all the children," she observed.

I followed Pat's gaze to a backyard playscape. Kids were climbing, swinging and sliding, all at the direction of a cute, vibrantly dressed Cuban.

"She's not a neighbor," I told Pat. "Her name is Catalina, she's from Miami and we've been dating for six months."

Will Cat and I get married? We've talked about it, and I think we will. But today, we've rented an RV for the next six months and will be exploring the USA. We each have a long bucket list of places we want to visit and can't wait to do it together.

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AnonymousAnonymousabout 3 hours ago

Thank you for a wonderfully told tale with a powerful moral.

The comments run from insightful and brilliant to asinine and just plain stupid. Highly recommended!

The writer was a clever genius as he chose and cop and a teacher for the main characters.

Unfortunately for all the good teachers, the institutions training teachers tend to produce to many Pats, people who live in a subjective reality, a little world in which they are the god of their world and don't mind defining what life is to be and are willing to order others to comply to their vision. Not Pat's sins, but her necessary response to this not obeying her. we not sins to her, and Chris's non sins in her world were acts of rebellion against her. (Sin is not following the little god's law.) The objective world found Christ married to a nearly perfect woman.

The Hoary Cleric

justbobkcjustbobkc6 days ago

5 stars.

Pretty good illustrating the kind of liberal/feminist - and Marxist - brainwashing propaganda girls and women get today. That her "career" is always most important and what defines her importance to (liberal) society. And "just" being a good wife and mother isn't hardly worth mentioning.

sbmcruisesbmcruise8 days ago

After all the fuss about the prenup, then we didn't hear a word about it in the divorce and he ended up paying alimony. It did set the stage for the outrage at the wife's unilateral decision to go back to work. Ten minutes before the start of class was fabulous.

AnonymousAnonymous11 days ago

love this story!

AnonymousAnonymous19 days ago

rk annie from nine days ago: Reading your comment tells me you didn't pay attention in class, please don't blame teachers for your failings.

Thank you Style Guy, enjoyed your tale.

somewhere east of Omaha

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