Duty Calls

The text comes from an unknown number:

'Its V can u come 2 84 Schilligo Street? Its the old autoemporium warehouse'

I look up to Shar, who asks "Who is it?"

"It's a client."

"Oh."

"I don't have to go."

Shar bites her lip. "I think you should."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah. It'd be fun to watch."

With a shrug, you text V back. 'b ther ASAP'

'cool ill be there in 10'

When we leave the restaurant, Shar asks "So who is it?"

"The officer from last night."

"Where does she want to meet?"

"An old warehouse." You bring up the address on your phone's map.

"Hope there's a place to hide."

The two of you continue to walk towards the warehouse. When you get there, you find what appears to be a rusty, dilapidated shithole. The perfect place for a sneaky rendevous.

"Alright, guess I'll go find a place to hide." Shar says.

"Guess so."

Once Shar walks off, you decide to lean by the door and wait for Officer Vargas to arrive. Sure enough, a police cruiser pulls up right in front of you and out steps Officer Vargas, with a coat in hand.

"Hey there." She walks forward.

"We going inside?"

"Yeah. I better not get caught."

She opens the door to the warehouse, and leads you inside some sort of dusty office room. As you move forward, you ask "You sure this place is unoccupied?"

"I wouldn't be here if I wasn't."

Vargas then put the coat on the edge of the desk. Then she fumbled with her duty belt so you ask "So how do you like it?"

She smiles. "I thought you were an expert?"

"Well I am, but every woman's different."

"And this woman doesn't have much time."

Now free of her duty belt, Vargas pulls her pants down to her ankles. Taking the hint, I fall to my knees and begin rubbing her thighs. Next, I bend down and begin licking her neat little slit, parting her lips with my tongue.

"Ohh yeah... That's what I've needed." Vargas coos.

My tongue soon has her little clit erect and eager for attention, so I focus my tongue there and make room for my fingers. When they enter, Vargas' purrs turn into moans, telling me this is exactly what she wants. My fingers push upwards, right on her spot and she continues to sing my praise as I do so.

"Ohh fuck yes... That's perfect."

Her muscular thighs squeeze on my head, snaring me until I've done my duty. With that in mind, I work both my fingers and my tongue faster. As I continue to service Vargas, I wonder if Shar's gotten a view of my show. Then again, even if she hasn't, she can probably hear Vargas moaning. Either way, I hope she's as worked up as I am right now.

"Ah... Keep going keep going keep going!"

Right then and there, I bring Vargas to nirvana, her body spasming throughout her bliss. Now done, I look up to her and see the ear to ear smile she wears on her face.

"You are a fucking professional." She coos.

"Thanks."

"Mhmm, let me get your payment."

She pulls her pants up and then fishes out $30 from her pocket. "There's a tip for a job well done."

"Oh... Thanks."

"See you around Andrew."

Vargas proceeds to get dressed and then leaves as if nothing happened.