Nevertheless she kept chasing me around

“Lovely story…” Evellyn mutters, disinterested.

“Oh, but it did not stop there, my dear! Over the next few weeks she continued to chase me in search of that elusive arrest, and every night she’d trot home with her tail between her legs, red-faced and bare-buttocked. And the longer this went on the more she seemed to get a taste for it.

After a while we’d finish off every day with her chasing me into a secluded alley or out into the fields outside of town. By the time she had me cornered, she’d generally already be down to her socks, covering those big tits of hers with her slightly inadequately sized hat. And this is where the fun really began…”

“You don’t say,” Evellyn isn’t even looking in your direction anymore while you continue talking.

“It became a game of sorts. At first she’d offer to flash her tits or give me a kiss in exchange for me giving her uniform back. In a few days it turned into a spanking or jumping jacks, soon enough she offered to give me a handjob, then a blowjob, and by the end of our escapades we were doing it like rabbits out in the countryside. She had half a mind to quit her job and go with me once it was time for me to move on, smitten as she was. ”

“Damn floozy…” you hear Evellyn grumble beneath her breath.