So everything on the outside of me looks like a beautiful woman. I have long dark hair, hazel brown eyes, dark olive complexion, perfect perky tits and an ass that just won’t quit. When I got set up on a blind date as a favor for a good friend I wanted her to make sure she didn’t tell him I have a twelve inch penis in between my legs because I definitely didn’t want to go home with this guy. He had just moved to the area, didn’t know anyone. he was a new transfer on the police force where my friend worked, he has a typical name, Bob, not my type at all.
He takes me to a mid-priced nice restaurant and we sat in one of those half round booths. I ordered wine, he ordered scotch and proceeded to tell me about his divorce. That’s the best way to start off the date. Hearing about the ex. But as he told me that he had caught his much younger pretty wife fooling around with the pool boy, it started to peak my interest. He said he used to “run around the pool and do maintenance in those banana hammock speedo type things,” just what turns me on too. He told me the only reason his wife hired him was because he was really well built, tall, dark, handsome and apparently had just moved from Italy and couldn’t find a job. Why can’t I find a pool man like that?
When the waiter comes to take our dinner order, Bob touches my leg and he can obviously feel my arousal. He asked the waiter to give us another minute to look at the menu. What could I say at that point? He had a look on his face that told me he was stunned but not disgusted. He asked “Is that seriously what I think it is?” All I could do was shake my head yes. “You mean, you look like this and you have one of those?” Again, shaking my head yes. He says to me, “Please don’t tell your friend, it was nice of her to set us up like this and everything but women (as he nods back and forth) really aren’t my thing. But since I’m a cop I gotta play the part.” I was shocked, my girlfriend had actually set me up with someone who I might actually be able to have some fun with. The man wears a uniform, carries a gun and keeps handcuffs on him at all times. Plus he thinks I’m beautiful and wants my cock. I told him, “I’m going to excuse myself to the men’s room and in two minutes you come find me.” He looked at me like I was crazy, but I meant it. When he finally showed up to the men’s room I asked him if he trusted me. He questioningly said yes and I locked the door behind him and grabbed his cuffs faster than he realized what I was doing. “Turn around and face the urinal,” I told him, he looked at me like he didn’t understand, “TURN AROUND AND FACE THE FUCKING URINAL!” and he did what he was told and I handcuffed him to the urinal pipe. I then undid his belt and pulled his pants and underwear down to his feet. “You gotta be shitin’ me,” he said but in a tone that excited him, and me. I grabbed his cock with one hand and stroked it slowly and lightly up and down and took my other hand to tickle his balls and finger his taint. “Lean over just slightly, I wanna see that ass,” and he did as he was told. I knelt down so I could lick his ass, and he moaned so loud I thought someone would come see what was going on in there. I was so hard, I was stroking my own cock, my nipples were rigid, my skin was crawling, and all I could think about was jamming my cock in him. So I did, I slammed it up inside of his ass, head, shaft, all the way down to my balls. And he squealed like a girl, so I did it again and again, going faster and harder, reaching around him to play with his cock because he was handcuffed. I could tell we were both about to shoot our loads. I couldn’t wait, this was so hot. So I went harder and faster yet, and after just a few more pumps I could feel his knees start to buckle because he had cum and I was just behind him, shooting my cum into his ass. He didn’t seem to mind.
We put our clothes back on, went back to our table and had a very lovely dinner.
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