This is the police.
March, 23, 2025
It was my first night at Whitney's house. I'd only known her for a couple of months, from mutual friends. She lived with Alicia, Tiffany's friend, who I'd known since I had met tiffany back in 2023. This time was different, I was extremely nervous, flirtatious and giddy. (Best described as a ditzy, dumb blonde). I consumed extra alcohol, lots of tequila, knowing we'd be alone together for the first time. She was doing a great job making me feel relaxed comfortable and at home that became her specialty really.
Since the first day I met her, she was charming, incredibly polite and respectful. Towering over me at six feet tall, and built, not fat, but strong and muscular. She was mysterious, quiet, timid and all of this was very intriguing. These qualities pulled me right in. When Alicia told me she was single, I was shocked, why? She was so incredibly sweet extremely good looking seem to take care of herself in every single way. Her ex was crazy to have let her go.
"Why are you sitting so far away from me?"
Her voice brought me back to the present moment. My hands were sweating, my armpits probably smelled pungent, I rarely wore deodorant... And, I thought there was a rule when you first came over to someone's house, you respect their space. Plus I wasn't sure of her intentions or mine.
"Come over here."
She told me while patting the leather couch cushion next to her. I blushed, smiled big and scooted towards her. She wraps her arms around me. She looks at me
"You are so beautiful you know that right?"
My mind starts to wonder off, would this be considered cheating, if I hadn't broken up with Dezaray in a text message 30 minutes earlier? Her hands rested on my face and before I could thank her, her lips pressed against mine.
Well her intentions are clear now. And yes, now I guess, it would be cheating, probably crossed a boundary or two. Her hand slipped down my neck, applying slight pressure.
"I have wanted you so bad."
She whispers into my ear as she nibbles on my earlobe. Goosebumps, instantly all over my body. I giggle I am so immediately turned on. I allowed her to take my clothes off, completely naked for her eyes to see. She had such desire in her eyes and I fucking loved it.
"God, Jamie you are so fucking sexy, sexy as hell."
Her words rang in my ears, she rarely cursed, and to hear her say those words with such intention... it was HOT.
She smiles down at me, and suddenly, I am starting to feel sort of exposed. It was as if she could read my mind.
Are you comfortable to keep going?
I start to pull her shirt over her head, hoping she wasn't a touch me not. A lot of Butch girls I've dated refuse to let me touch them. Made it really weird and eventually boring in the bedroom. I wanted this so I gave her a nod and continue to undress her throwing her clothes on the floor of the living room. It was a gentle power struggle she would push my hands aside so she could touch me. And I would do the same. She explored my body with her hands her fingers brushed past my nipples. I shivered from the slight interaction. She starts kissing me from my lips down my stomach and into my inner thigh. I tease her by arching my back and moaning.
Suddenly, she sits up, grabs my hand and walks me into her bedroom. The rest of the night, I spent tangled up in her sheets. I couldn't wait to wake up next to her and watch her put on that sexy police uniform before she went to work. I didn't think about Dezaray until I woke up the next morning.
This was a good thing right? Maybe? I could get over her, with this fatal attraction.
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