the address with many deliveries

I scan the list. "Items 8, 9, 10, and 11 are all in the same building!"

"Where's that?" Greta asks, as she momentarily stops the truck on the side of the road.

I point to her the address.

"Shit!" she says as she starts the truck moving again. "We're in a 'No Stopping' zone!"

I glance at the side mirrors and notice police lights coming up from behind.

"Those cops tend to be abusive at times, especially if the driver's a lady." Greta remarks. "They **** you to a blowjob. Sometimes even more than that!"

The police car overtakes us and stops up ahead, indicating that we should pull over. "Really?" I ask. "How do you know?"

Greta stops the truck a short distance from them as two policemen approach us. "Heard from the others," she replies.

"What have we here?" asks the cop who arrives first. His name tag indicates "Owens". The other cop waits at a distance.

"Courier delivery service, sir," Greta answers politely.

"You realize this is a 'No Stopping' zone? Don't you?" the cop asks, as he opens the door on Greta's side. Being a low-clearance truck, Greta's head was in level with the cop's chest.

"Didn't realize it when we entered, sir," Greta replies, trying to exude confidence.

"There's a fine for that, you know... but we could do away with the fine..." The cop adds, ignoring my presence. "You've got nice lips, don't you know that, lady?"

"We'll take the fine, sir" Greta counters, ignoring the last remark.

"But we can do away with it..." insisted the cop, as he starts unbuckling his belt. I realize where this was leading and scan around for any object I could use. I notice a toolbox on the floor.

"No sir, we'll just take the fine." Greta replies, in a somewhat strained voice.

I watch the cop put his hand on the back of Greta's head, slowly forcing it downward against Greta's choice. Without thinking, I grab the wrench and strike the cop's wrist with it, using all the **** I could muster.

Slightly stunned but mostly surprised, the cop withdraws his bloodied hand and moves away, howling in pain. His partner approaches us with a drawn gun. Seeing an opening, Greta backs up slightly and does a 180-degree maneuver, steering the vehicle away from them towards the opposite direction.

We only move a few blocks before other police cars arrive to block our way. Everything becomes a blur until things slow down as I wait it out in one of the holding cells at the police station. I reflect on the day's events. How did it end this way? Should I have just allowed the cop to go on? Me assaulting an officer? Maybe. But the officer was sexually assaulting my partner!

I was engrossed in arguing with myself and didn't realize Doe's arrival. I was soon informed that I could go. The wall clock registered few minutes past 10 in the evening. Doe was waiting with a somber expression on her face. She drove without saying a word.

Finally, she says, "Linda has fired you. She says, what happened just shows that you turn violent with you are angry... which is not the type of employee she needs."

I listen without saying a word.

"Your partner, Greta, has been relocated to another unit."

"And that cop Owens goes scot-free." I add sarcastically.

"No, John. He's been suspended and investigation is ongoing."

I nod silently.

"And Greta is really very grateful for what you did. She says, I'm really lucky to have you." As we near the parking area, Doe gives me a peck on the lips. "I invited Greta over, since she'll be leaving tomorrow for another city."

The dimly lit parking space hides the shock and excitement on my face. What is Doe up to?

When we arrive at the apartment, Greta is waiting at the door with a beaming smile. She's dressed in a light blue haltertop-- Doe's haltertop to be exact, and a pair of Daisy Dukes, which also looked like Doe's. I glance at Doe and realize that she is also in the same outfit-- a haltertop and Daisy Dukes, albeit of a different color.

As we enter the apartment, Greta and Doe kiss each other on the lips-- quite longer than casual friends or acquaintances. I am taken aback. "Do you know already each other from somewhere?" I ask, showing confusion in my face.

Both of them shook their heads. Doe explains, "We have the same likes and dislikes... the same clothing size, and almost the same height." As Greta was slightly taller. "Had I known her earlier, we would have been very close friends."

"I ordered pizza," Greta says, pointing to a couple of wide boxes on the dining table. "I know you must be starved."

After a couple of slices, I feel satiated. As Greta heads for the toilet, Doe whispers, "You'd like to fuck her, right?"

"Doe, it's just you, honey."

"Honestly?"

"Yes... But if I had met her first, since you have the same likes and clothing sizes, maybe she would be my girlfriend, and we would be inviting you over," I say grinning. Doe just looks at me mysteriously.

"I have a confession to make," Greta says as she joins us.

"What about?" I ask, somewhat alarmed.

"Go on," Doe says.

"When we were together in that truck," Greta says, winking at me, "I had such a crush on John, that I offered to give him a blowjob a couple of times."

Doe looks at me in slight shock.

"But he flatly refused my advances. You really have to trust his loyalty, Doe." Greta adds as Doe give a sigh of relief. "Had John not been around when that incident happened, I would be forever hiding that segment of my life in the back of my memory, and every blow job would no longer be enjoyable." Greta's eyes turn moist.

Doe moves over and hugs Greta in a comforting embrace, and they exchange a French kiss.

"Can I kiss you boyfriend?" Greta asks sincerely. Doe nods and grins with amusement at the look on my face. Greta approaches me and holds my face in her hands before giving me a long kiss-- much longer than their kiss with Doe. Doe joins us unexpectedly and our tongues move inside each other's mouths for a few moments before Greta adds, "Doe, I'd like to give your boyfriend a blowjob... It's okay if you refuse, then maybe, I'll eat your pussy instead."

I glance at Doe for her reaction. "Oh Greta. We are friends, remember? ... you can have both!" she says, winking at me.

Doe guides me toward our bedroom, and before I could even enter, both she and Greta are busily undressing me. I finally lie naked on the bed. Greta crawls towards my slightly-erect member and places my cockhead in her mouth. As she starts to bob her head up and down my length, Doe kneels close to my head and takes off her Daisy Dukes revealing her stark nakedness underneath. The realization that she had met me at the police station without any panties sends a sudden surge of hardness onto my cock that is presently exploring Greta's mouth.

I wonder if Greta was also pantyless, but Doe's pussy is now needing some stimulation, so I will have to find out later. I move the tip of my tongue along the length of Doe's vulva, slowly exploring every fold. She pulls at my hair tightly, indicating that she is not in the mood to wait. I zero in on her clitoris a give it a slight bite. I hear Doe groan, and I give her clit a prolonged suck. She groans louder, and I can feel my cock entering Greta's narrow throat.

I give Doe's clit another suck, and I am rewarded with warm wetness dripping from my jaw to my neck. Doe suddenly disengages and moves beside Greta. But instead of giving Greta a hand, she clasps Greta's breasts through the fabric of her haltertop, kneading them roughly. Greta appears more aroused, as she momentarily stops giving me head and give Doe another of those long wet kisses.

Doe unties Greta's haltertop while they are yet engaged in a kiss, exposing her now engorged nipples. Greta finally returns to giving me head, but Doe prevents her from doing so, and instead move my cock between Greta's exposed boobs. Greta immediately understands the intent, and proceeds to sandwich my cock between her boobs.

I get up and move towards Greta, moving her to a lying position, so that I am now straddling her boobs. I begin thrusting in and out of the tight space Greta has maintained between her boobs. The sensations evoked by tit-fucking Greta send me again to the brink.

Meanwhile, Doe positions her pussy on Greta's face, so that we are now both straddling Greta while facing each other. I fondle Doe's boobs through her haltertop as she starts to also fondle Greta's nipples. The multitasking has pushed Doe to the edge, that she suddenly lets out a groan as she drenches Greta's face with her fluids.

Not wanting to break the momentum, Doe pushes me back on the bed, and rides my cock in cowgirl position. Greta now appears idle, so I motion for her to move towards me. I tug against her Daisy Dukes, and she takes them off-- confirming that she is also pantyless.

Greta hesitantly positions her pussy against my face as Doe starts pumping up and down against my cock. Greta's clit is much larger than Doe's and appears very much engorged. I alternately bite it and suck it and finally run the tip of my tongue down her vulva. Greta's juices erupt without warning, as she lets out a scream.

Doe rotates Greta's body so that they are facing each other, as both of them straddle me. Realizing the Doe is the only one still dressed, Greta unties her haltertop and give her boobs slight squeezes. They kiss for a moment before Doe says in a slight pant, "I have a confession to make." She pauses her pumping motion while Greta stares at her. "Greta, I'm making the confession for John... He says he has long desired to fuck you!"

Doe quickly disengages herself from my cock, motioning for Greta to take over. Doe gives Greta's pussy a couple of licks before guiding my cock inside. Doe straddles my chest as Greta starts a slow pumping motion. The fact that I am fucking a woman who's not my girlfriend, in front of my girlfriend and with her permission, sends me faster to the edge than Doe's rapid pumping.

"Are you ... protected, ... Greta?" I ask, as the inevitable release draws near.