Brandon halts the proceedings

“I can’t!” the officer gasped. “Not now! Please, just – just go.”

“But,” Taryn’s lower lip quivered and her brown eyes began to tear.

“No buts,” Brandon shook his head, wiping her juices from his face. “Get inside. Now.”

“Can – can I still babysit for you?” she asked, pulling her jeans back into place and buttoning the fly.

“I – sure, sure,” he said. “I’ll… Call you, okay?”

“Soon?” the young woman smiled hopefully.

“Maybe,” the officer gulped, her juices still sweet on his tongue.

“Don’t take too long, please,” Taryn leaned over quickly and kissed him on the cheek. In a flash, she was out the door and running up the steps to her home.

My god, the father of two thought, shifting his cruiser into gear, what am I getting into? I can’t believe I went down on her like that. What the hell is wrong with me? I’m friends with her parents, for Christ’s sake?

I need to calm down, he shook. It’s bad when I start taking the Lord’s name in vain. Please forgive me, I want her. I actually want her. She’s a girl, an innocent girl.

Who’s eighteen, another voice said in his mind. Who wants you. She kissed you first.

Yeah, well…

She’s probably in bed already, fingering that cute little pussy of hers and thinking of your cock inside her. It’s what she wants. Who better to give it to her than you?

Officer Brandon pulled into his drive and shifted the cruiser to park, idling the engine.

“You okay in there?” his relief tapped at the window.

“Yeah, I think so,” he said, unbuckling and stepping out.

“What took so long?” his female counterpart, the new rookie, asked.

“Had to drop my babysitter off,” Brandon mumbled, striding up the walk. “Have a good night.”

“You, too,” she said, stepping in and slamming the door closed.

What a night, the officer though, unlocking his door as the cruiser pulled out of the drive. I just… Don’t know what to do. Taryn’s so young, so innocent, I – I could call her late in the morning, after Sandra’s left with the kids. She doesn’t know my schedule. Hell, I wouldn’t even have to lie.

But I’d have to keep Sandra in the dark. She’d have my hide she found out. No one on the **** would particularly care cause the little slut’s eighteen, but Sandra would be… difficult.

Damn, damn, and double damn, he cursed, finally reaching his bedroom. Jumping on the bed still in uniform, the officer fell asleep, wondering what he should do.