Lonely Desire

Lonely Desire

Cherry Springs, 1979

It was Summer, and the street was full of kids running around playing, and adults sitting on porches talking to friends and neighbors. They all looked up as the police car rolled slowly down the block, and went on with their activities as it continued.

The car stopped in front of a simple one-story craftsman house with a red-brick exterior and black-tiled roof. Officer Phil Danbury of the Cherry Springs PD checked the address on the mailbox against the one written in his notepad, and seeing that they matched, got out of his cruiser.

Even under normal circumstances, Danbury would be noticeable, standing six feet tall with broad shoulders and dark-brown skin. The shoulder holster that he wore on duty made sure that he stood out in a crowd.

Danbury made sure his weapon was secure before walking up the pathway to the house. He stepped up onto the porch and rang the doorbell. Through the closed door, he could hear the sounds of music in the house. After a few moments with no answer, he pushed the doorbell again.

"I'm coming! Hold on!" Officer Danbury saw the silhouette of a person through the door window before it was opened. Standing in front of him was a woman of about average height. Her hips were squeezed into a pair of black capri pants, and her ample bosom was on display in the pink blouse she was wearing, the upper buttons undone. From inside the house, the voice of Teena Marie could be heard belting out a song.

"Are you Ms. Charlotte Bellini?"

"Yeah, I am," the woman responded, a cigarette in her fingers and frustration evident in her hazel eyes. She took a moment to take in who was standing in front of her. "Oh, fuck, what happened now?"

"We picked up your son, Daniel, earlier today. One of our officers caught him and a couple of his friends smoking marijuana behind the old abandoned Batista Hotel."

"Goddamit!" Charlotte exclaimed. She took a pull on her cigarette and turned her face away from the officer before blowing the smoke out. "I warned hm to stay away from those fucking trouble makers."

"Well, it looks like he didn't heed your warning, and now we have him down at juvie. I've been sent to bring you down there so you can see him."

"Shit. Okay. Give me a minute to get my shoes on," Charlotte said. She backed away from the door and gestured for Danbury to come in before padding barefoot across the carpeted room. She stopped in front of the stereo and turned it off before going down the hallway to her bedroom. She appeared a couple of minutes later with a pair of black peep-toe kitten heels on her feet and a white purse over her shoulder.

"Okay, Officer..."

"Danbury. Officer Danbury, ma'am."

"Okay, Officer Danbury. I'm ready to go and see my damn son."

The two of them walked out of the house and made their way to the parked police car. "Do you mind?" Charlotte asked, holding a cigarette in her fingers.

"No, go ahead," Danbury answered, starting the car.

Charlotte lit the cigarette and cranked the window open. The two of them rode in silence. Danbury had enough experience in these situations to know that trying to engage a parent in small talk when they were on their way to see a child locked up in juvenile detention often just made them more annoyed.

Twenty minutes and two cigarettes later, they arrived at the detention center. Danbury parked in a spot close to the entrance and escorted Charlotte into the building.

"Hey Danbury," the officer at the front desk greeted him.

"How's it going, Pearce? How's the family?"

"Kids are driving me insane, and my wife loves spending my money. So, you know, the usual," Officer Pearce said with a hearty laugh. "What brings you here?" he asked, tilting his head to peer at Charlotte.

"This is Ms. Bellini. We picked up her son Daniel this afternoon, and she's here to see him."

Pearce's eyes scanned the logbook in front of him. "Bellini. Bellini. Ah, here we go, Daniel Bellini, age seventeen. Brought in this afternoon on a possession charge. Danbury, take Ms. Bellini to Room 9, and I'll have him brought down."

Officer Danbury led the woman to the appropriate room and waited in the room with her until there was a knock on the door. He opened it, and another officer led Daniel Bellini into the room.

"I'll be outside when you're done," Danbury said to Charlotte before exiting the room. The officer who escorted Daniel posted himself right outside the door.

About ten minutes later, Phil was leaning against the front desk, talking to Pearce, when Charlotte walked down the hall towards the front door. Danbury cut his conversation with Pearce short before approaching the woman.

"How did it go? Is he okay?"

"You mean besides being locked up in juvie because he decided to be a dumbass?" Charlotte answered, visibly annoyed.

"Okay, I guess that was the wrong question to ask," Danbury said, walking with Charlotte to the exit. "Do you need a ride back home?"

Charlotte looked at Officer Danbury as if she was going to give him another angry response, but she stopped herself. "That would be nice," she said. "It would save me having to call a friend or a cab."

The two of them walked back out to the police car and settled in for the ride back to Charlotte's home.

"I'm sorry about giving you attitude earlier," Charlotte finally said, exhaling the smoke of another cigarette.

"It's okay, it's not your fault. I know how stressful things like this can be for a parent. I see it all the time."

"I just don't understand why he has to be so damn hard-headed."

"Boys can be like that. We always have to test our boundaries, especially at that age."

"But why can't it involve girls? Why something that gets him arrested?"

Phil Danbury shrugged in response. "While you were in the room with him, I made a phone call. I know the judge who's assigned to his case. If you want, I can take you to see him Monday morning before court."

"Really? You'd do that for me?"

"I don't wanna see a kid like that fall through the cracks," Danbury answered.

"You know what's fucked up? I work nights at the hospital just to provide for my son, and he goes and does some shit like this."

"He's not so far gone that he can't be put back on the right track," Phil said.

"I just need to keep him out of jail."

"We'll work on that when I take you to see Judge Parker on Monday."

At this point, they arrived back at the Bellini home. Charlotte opened the door and stepped out of the car. "Thank you again for the ride, and for listening to me rant."

"It's okay," Phil said, smiling at the single mother. "I'm just trying to help give the kid a second chance."

"I really appreciate it." A look came over Charlotte's face, as if she wanted to say something else, but wasn't sure.

"I'll see you Monday morning," Phil said, saving her from the awkward pause.

"Yeah, see you on Monday, Officer Danbury." Charlotte closed the car door, and Phil watched as she made her way up the walkway to her house. Charlotte looked back, and Phil waved at her, hoping she didn't see him watching her ass sway as she walked. She returned the wave, and Phil drove off.

Monday morning found Officer Danbury pulling up to the Bellini house at the appointed time. He had called Charlotte the day before to establish what time would be good for her. He remembered that she worked nights and wanted to make sure she wouldn't be sleeping or anything. He saw he didn't need to worry when he parked the car and saw Charlotte sitting on the porch, smoking a cigarette. She waved to him and stood up, letting the cigarette dangle from her lips as she slid her purse over her shoulder. This time, Charlotte was wearing a sky-blue pleated skirt that came down to her knees, a black button-down blouse, and silver heels. Phil felt a rush of excitement as Charlotte walked towards the car. He tamped it down, hoping it wasn't obvious on his face as Charlotte reached for the car door.

"Good morning, Officer Danbury," she said, settling into the passenger seat."

"Good morning," he responded.

"Thanks again for doing this," Charlotte said as Phil pulled off.

"It's no problem, really. Just trying to do my job." The two of them rode the rest of the way in silence. Charlotte rolled down the window and finished smoking her cigarette. She was trying not to let her nervousness overwhelm her.

They arrived at the courthouse, and the two of them walked in together. They stopped at the front desk, and Danbury introduced them to the clerk. "Officer Phil Danbury, and I'm here to escort Ms. Charlotte Bellini to a meeting with Judge Truman."

The clerk looked in her book and found their names. "Okay, you can go up. Room 322 on the third floor," she said, pointing to the elevators.

Danbury noticed Charlotte's nervous shuffling as they waited for the elevator. "It'll be okay," he said, gently grabbing her hand. "This will all work out." Charlotte just gave him a nervous smile in response, and didn't pull her hand away until the doors opened and they stepped into the elevator.

Their footfalls echoed down the hallway as they walked towards the judge's office. Danbury knocked on the door and waited until he heard a voice say, "Enter." The two of them walked into the room. Behind a dark oak desk sat Judge Truman, a White man in his mid-50s with salt-and-pepper hair and ruddy skin. A smaller desk was in the corner, where Judge Truman's clerk sat, with a typewriter and notepad on her desk. On the wall behind the judge was a bookcase full of law books.

"Good morning, Judge Truman," Danbury said, standing in front of the judge's desk. "I'm Officer Phil Danbury, and this is Ms. Charlotte Bellini, the mother of Daniel Bellini."

"Ah, yes, the marijuana possession case," Judge Truman answered. "Please, take a seat," he said, gesturing to the chairs in front of his desk. Phil and Charlotte sat down as Judge Truman's clerk brought a file folder over to him.

They sat in silence as the judge looked over the file for a couple of minutes. When he was done, he looked up and began asking Charlotte questions. They were mostly about Daniel's upbringing and any problems he had before. Judge Truman also asked about Charlotte's job and what she did.

"Look, Ms. Bellini, here's how it is," Judge Truman said, standing up and coming around the desk. He stood in front of Charlotte and Phil, leaning back against the edge of his desk. "This is your son's first offense, and he is a minor. However, I can't be seen as being too lenient on drug offenses."

"I understand, Judge. I really want to help my son out. Is there anything I can do?" Charlotte asked, leaning forward, giving the judge a good view of her ample cleavage in the blouse.

Judge Truman paused as he looked down her blouse. His cock became semi-erect in his pants and gave an imperceptible twitch. "I'm always up for a negotiation," he finally said.

Charlotte looked at Phil, who was watching what was happening, and the clerk, who was jotting things down in her notepad. Charlotte then reached up and lightly touched Judge Truman's crotch. "What kind of negotiation did you have in mind?"

Judge Truman unzipped his pants and gave Charlotte a nod. With no hesitation, she reached in and fished his manhood out. Ignoring the fact that there were two other people in the room, one sitting right next to her, she stuck her tongue out and playfully licked the tip of Judge Truman's pink cock head. She could already taste the judge's precum.

Without even looking up at the judge, Charlotte opened her mouth and wrapped her lips around the judge's shaft. Truman's manhood was an average size, so she pushed her head forward more, relaxing her jaw until she felt the tip of his organ reaching the back of her throat.

"Good God, woman!" Judge Truman exclaimed, not ready for the feeling of his member being engulfed with such enthusiasm. Sitting next to Charlotte, Phil could do nothing but watch as a little bit of saliva escaped from her lips and dripped down the older man's balls.

Pulling back a little, Charlotte expertly took in a breath as she continued sucking and licking the manhood in her mouth. With his hands behind him on the desk, Judge Truman could do nothing but close his eyes and enjoy the feeling of Charlotte's warm mouth on his cock. He could feel her tongue licking up and down his length, and the suction she applied every time she pulled back a little.

Taking a deep breath and holding it, Charlotte once again pushed forward, deep-throating Truman. "Fuck!" he murmured, his knees buckling a little. Charlotte knew she had the judge in her spell, and moved her head with more energy. The only sounds in the room were the judge's soft moans of pleasure and the gagging noises coming from Charlotte as she worked on the cock in her mouth. When she pulled back again, the judge's shaft was completely covered in her spit.

Sensing that the man standing in front of her was close, Charlotte applied more suction and started humming. Judge Truman felt like his whole body was vibrating, starting from his dick and radiating out.

"Oh my god. Oh my god. Hhhhnnnnnnhhh," the judge grunted, blasting a stream of hot semen into Charlotte's mouth. Without stopping, the concerned mother kept her lips wrapped around Truman's member, not letting a drop of his cum escape. When she felt his cock starting to soften a little, she pulled her head back, giving his tip a final lick. Reaching into her purse, Charlotte pulled out a tissue and used it to wipe the corners of her mouth.

"Well, Ms. Bellini," Judge Truman said as he began tucking his cock back into his pants, "I do believe I can find a little wiggle room to give your son a more amenable sentence."

"I would greatly appreciate that, Judge Truman," she replied, the tissue balled up in her hand.

The judge walked back around his desk and sat down, looking over the file again. Since this is young Daniel's first offense, I think I would be okay with him being on probation until he turns eighteen in a few months."

"Probation? So he won't have to be locked up?"

"No, he won't, so long as he continues to stay out of trouble." Judge Truman looked over to Phil. "Officer Danbury, since you were the one who brought her to the detention center, and also here to this meeting, would you be open to acting as Daniel's probation officer?"

Phil looked from Judge Truman to Charlotte. He could see the concern in her eyes, her silent plea for continued help evident to him. "Yes, Judge Truman, I would be okay with that."

"Good man, good man," the judge responded, writing notes in the file. "Well, with that done, that's pretty much it, Ms. Bellini. If you and Officer Danbury would be willing to wait downstairs, I'll have my clerk draw up the papers for you to sign, and we'll work on keeping young Mr. Bellini on the straight-and-narrow."

"Yes, Judge Truman. Thank you so much for everything," Charlotte said, a tear forming in her eye.

"I can see how much you care for your son," Truman responded, looking at the woman. "Boys need caring mothers like you." A smile appeared on the older man's face.

The meeting wrapped up a couple of minutes later. Charlotte and Phil sat in the lobby in silence. Charlotte was afraid to bring up what she did in the office, not wanting to see any judgmental looks that Officer Danbury might give her. Phil allowed her to sit with her thoughts. After the papers were signed, the two of them climbed back into Danbury's car, and he drove back to Charlotte's house.

"Thank you again for what you've done for me and my son," Charlotte said as the car parked in front of her house.

"I'm just trying to do the right thing," Phil answered.

"Is there anything I can do to repay you?"

Phil's heart raced at Charlotte's question. He thought for a second and realized that he didn't want Charlotte to think that he was willing to take advantage of her situation like Judge Truman.

"That's okay, Charlotte," he finally said, making sure to not address her by her last name and sounding formal. "Like I said before, I don't want to see him fall through the cracks."

"Well, hopefully he won't," she said, opening the car door. "I guess I'll be seeing you soon."

"Yeah, when I drop by to check in on Daniel," Phil said.

"Have a good day, Officer Danbury."

"Go get some rest, Charlotte," he said, before she closed the car door. Phil watched again as the woman walked up to her house, and when she looked back at him, he didn't try to hide the fact that he was watching her. Charlotte turned back towards the house, not sure how to feel.

A couple of days later, Charlotte was walking down the hall of the hospital, ready to leave from her overnight shift, when she saw Officer Danbury leaning against the reception desk, chatting with the receptionist.

"Hey, Officer Danbury. What are you doing here? Official business?"

"Louise here is my neighbor, and she told me you get off at five. So I was hoping it would be okay with you if I gave you a ride home."

Charlotte, surprised by this revelation, looked at Louise, who gave her a wink and a smile. "Uh, sure, that would be great," she answered. "That saves me cab fare."'

"See you later, Louise," Phil said, getting ready to walk with Charlotte.

"Yeah, I'll see you tomorrow, Louise," Charlotte added, throwing her friend a quick look.

"See y'all later!" Louise called after them in a sing-song tone.

Charlotte and Phil rode in silence for a while, until Charlotte turned to the man driving her. "So what made you decide to pick me up from work?"

"Well," Phil started, clearly a little flustered by the question, "I figured it wouldn't hurt to be a gentleman and try to make things a little easier for you while also making sure your son stays out of trouble."

"Yeah, but why?" Charlotte pushed. "Why be nice to me? Why not just drop by and check on Danny like most officers would?"

"Because I'm not like most officers. I can sympathize with the plight of a single mother. I was a teen when my dad died in 'Nam, so my mom had to raise me and my sister by herself."

"I'm sorry about your father," Charlotte answered solemnly.

"Thank you," Danbury said.

They pulled up to the Bellini house a few minutes later. "Are you about to go on shift? Is it okay if I invite you in for a drink to thank you for the ride?"

"Actually, I had my hours changed. I started working overnights yesterday."

"Oh, so you're definitely coming in for a drink. And I'm not taking 'no' for an answer," Charlotte demanded.

"I guess I can't argue with that," Danbury replied, a smirk on his face.

"Damn right you can't." Charlotte opened the car door and stepped out. Phil made sure the car was secured before following the woman up the walk and into the house.

"Take off your shoes and get comfy," Charlotte said when they entered the house. "I'm gonna change out of these scrubs and make us a couple of drinks."

Phil took off his shoes and undid his holster, laying it gently on the side table next to the couch as he sat down. He looked around the living room, glancing at the various pictures on the walls of Charlotte, Daniel, and a man who had to be Charlotte's husband. Next to the stereo was a shelf full of vinyl records and cassette tapes.

As Danbury was looking around, Charlotte entered the room. She was barefoot, wearing a purple satin robe that came down to her hips, and a pair of matching purple shorts that were almost fully covered by the robe. Charlotte's brunette hair fell down her back. Giving Phil a smile, she walked over to the liquor cabinet and pulled open the door. "I hope you don't mind a little whiskey," she said, pulling out the sliding tray and setting two glasses on it.

"I'm fine with whatever," Danbury responded.

"Good." Charlotte opened a bottle and poured a generous amount into both glasses. She walked over to the couch and handed one of the drinks to Phil before sitting on the couch next to him. Charlotte raised her glass. "Cheers."

"Cheers," Phil answered, matching her gesture before taking a sip of his drink. He felt the pleasant burn of the whiskey in his chest.

"Working nights often means that, when I do have a drink, there's usually no one to join me. So thanks for this."

"You're the one who basically said I had no choice." Danbury took another sip.

"Yeah, but it didn't seem like you needed a whole lot of convincing."

"It's usually a good idea to accept an invitation like that from a beautiful woman." Phil grinned as he finished off his drink.

"So you think I'm beautiful?" Charlotte downed her last sip and put the glass on the end table next to her.

"I would be lying if I said 'No,'" Phil responded.

"If that's the case, I'm gonna have to find a way of taking advantage of that." Charlotte reached down and started gently massaging her feet.

"Your feet hurt?"

"Yeah. I'm on my feet most of the night, so they get sore."

Without hesitation, Officer Danbury knelt in front of Charlotte and took her feet in his hands. He gently began rubbing her feet.

"What are you doing?" she asked.

"What does it look like? I'm giving you a foot massage."

"I didn't ask for one," Charlotte said playfully.

"Yeah, but you clearly need one."

As Phil massaged her feet, Charlotte got into a more comfortable position, spreading her legs a little. Glancing up, Phil could see a little up the leg of her shorts. He caught a glimpse of Charlotte's trim bush and realized that she had no underwear on beneath her shorts. He looked up, trying not to be caught staring. Charlotte was gazing down at him, a smirk on her face.

"It's okay, Officer Danbury. You didn't see anything I didn't want you to see."

"Is that right?"

"Yeah. And since you're taking care of my feet, I was hoping there was another need of mine that you could see to."

"Should I even ask what need that is?"

"You can ask, but you already know the answer." Charlotte spread her legs a little more.

Phil inched his hand up Charlotte's leg, slowly reaching under her shorts. The feeling of his fingers brushing her wet cunt made Charlotte moan in pleasure.

"Take them off, Phil," she whispered. Nodding in obedience, Danbury placed his hands on Charlotte's waist and gently pulled her shorts down. The woman lifted her hips off the couch to help him slide the garment down. As he pulled the shorts down off her feet, Charlotte lay back on the couch. Her robe fell open, exposing her full tits and dark pink nipples to the air, and Phil's gaze.

The image of this sultry woman lying back on the couch, her body exposed the way it was, made Phil's manhood instantly hard in his pants. The quick tenting below the waist did not escape Charlotte's notice, who acknowledged it with a smirk.

"It's good to know I have that effect on you," she said, her voice husky and filled with lust. Before anything else could be said, Phil spread her legs further and buried his face in her womanhood without hesitation. This caused Charlotte to gasp, and her body momentarily tensed before settling into a relaxed state.

The taste of Charlotte's sex made Phil dizzy with pleasure. He seemed to fall into a trance as he began licking her labia. He was on autopilot, his senses making him aware of Charlotte's reactions as he sucked gently on her clit. The feeling of her nub being pulled into Danbury's mouth made Charlotte arch her back.

The attention being paid to her mound by Phil's tongue was causing sensations Charlotte hadn't felt in years. Her deceased husband had never performed oral sex on her- he just wasn't that kind of guy. And after he died in Vietnam, Charlotte was so focused on being a mom to Daniel, she never dated another man. The only sexual encounters she had before meeting Phil were a summer tryst a few years ago with a woman she met while out shopping. The woman was in town for the summer, visiting her parents, and they had struck up a friendship that turned into a lesbian affair. Even after the summer, they stayed in contact and still wrote to each other a couple of times a year.

Phil could feel Charlotte's legs trembling around him as he continued fucking her pussy with his tongue. He alternated between sucking her clit and shoving his tongue into her entrance. Looking up from between her thighs, he could see Charlotte covering her mouth with her hand, trying to stifle her moans.

Charlotte let out a slight squeal when she felt Phil slide a finger into her wet cunt. His digit was quickly covered in her juices. He kept sucking on her clit as he slid his finger in and out. It didn't take long for the energy that had built up in Charlotte to release, causing her to cum on Phil's face and finger. He pulled it out and saw her cum dripping out of her, quickly making a wet spot on the robe underneath her ass.

"Let's finish this in the bedroom," Charlotte said when she managed to catch her breath. Phil stood up and held out his hand to help Charlotte stand. She needed the assistance, as her legs were a little wobbly during those first couple of steps.

Danbury held Charlotte's hand as she walked in front of him and led the way down the hall, past the bathroom and her son's room (which thankfully had the door closed) to the main bedroom.

The bedroom, with its peach walls, was dominated by a queen-sized cherry-wood canopy bed against one wall and a matching dresser against the opposite wall. The bed was surrounded by thick maroon curtains, which were currently tied to each post.

Charlotte let go of Phil's hand and sat on the edge of the bed, her ample bottom sinking a bit into the soft mattress. "Why don't you take those pants off and let me see what I'm gonna be dealing with?" she said, looking directly at Danbury's groin.

Phil quickly unbuttoned his shirt and took it off, letting it drop to the floor. His undershirt immediately followed. Charlotte ran her hand over his toned but not overly-muscular stomach, and then reached down to his belt. She unbuckled it, undid the button of his pants, and pulled down the zipper. As Phil pushed his pants down his legs, Charlotte was already rubbing his erect cock through his boxer shorts. She pulled his underwear down, and her eyes went wide as Phil's thick tool was revealed to her. She licked her lips, excited at the thought of feeling the firm, chocolate-colored shaft filling her.

Charlotte stroked the cock as Phil stepped out of the boxers. She scooted back on the bed, keeping hold of Phil's manhood until it was no longer feasible, and spread her legs wide. "Give me that cock," she said, her feet flat on the bed and knees up.

Phil crawled onto the bed and knelt between Charlotte's legs. He gripped his shaft and aimed it directly at her waiting hole. Charlotte inhaled deeply and leaned her head back as Phil's manhood slowly entered her. She felt the way he stretched the walls of her tight cunt, causing both pain and pleasure.

Danbury leaned forward and kissed Charlotte on the lips as he started slowly pumping his hips. He only did this for a couple of seconds before Charlotte put her hand on Phil's chin and lifted his head so that they were looking each other in the eyes. "Phil, I need to be fucked tonight."

That was all the motivation he needed. Phil pulled himself back up into a kneeling position before shoving his black cock into Charlotte. He then lifted her legs, placing Charlotte's feet on his shoulders. Gripping her hips, Phil began thrusting hard. Every pump of his toned hips and ass caused Charlotte's round tits to bounce in perfect rhythm.

Charlotte began moaning, and redness blossomed around her face. She looked Phil in the eyes, and he winked at her before turning his head and placing a few light kisses on her feet. Charlotte giggled before moaning again, the kisses on her feet a new sensation she had never felt before.

"Fuck this cunt, Danbury," Charlotte moaned. "Make me cum all over that big dick." Phil obeyed her command. The room filled with the sounds of their flesh slapping together, combined with her moans and his grunts of pleasure. Danbury's big round balls slammed into Charlotte's ass every time he pushed into her. They both quickly became covered in a light sheen of sweat.

Phil reached up and grabbed Charlotte's bouncing tits. He pinched her hard nipples, causing her to squeal. "We don't wanna wake your son," he said, grinning.

"He's a heavy sleeper," Charlotte managed to respond in between heavy breaths. "He could sleep through an earthquake. I have to wake him every morning."

"That's all I needed to hear," Phil said. He grabbed Charlotte's feet and used them to spread her legs wide. This made Charlotte moan louder. Phil watched as his thick cock moved in and out of her slit. His manhood was shiny from her juices.

"Fuck, fuck, fuuuuuuck!" Charlotte exclaimed. Phil felt her canal tighten around his rod as she climaxed. He gave her a moment to let the initial wave of pleasure subside before he pulled out.

"Get on your knees," Danbury said. Without hesitation, Charlotte flipped over and got on all fours, presenting herself to Phil. He could see where some of her juices had dripped down between her legs onto her ass.

With one hand on her hip and the other holding his stiff manhood, he aimed directly at Charlotte's entrance and roughly shoved himself in. "Goddamn!" she yelped.

"I'm gonna fuck this pussy sore," Phil warned her.

"That's what I need," Charlotte replied, before burying her face in the pillow.

Phil put his hand on Charlotte's shoulder and pulled her back up into position. "You're gonna take this dick like a good bitch," he told her.

Charlotte looked back at him and smiled before throwing her ass back at him in time with his movements. "Like this, Officer Danbury?" she asked, playfully.

"Goddamn." This time, it was Phil's turn to be pleasantly surprised by the sensation that overcame him.

The two of them continued fucking each other. Charlotte felt a pulse of almost electric pleasure everytime Phil's balls slapped against her engorged clit.

"Fuck me, Phil. Make this cunt cum."

"I'm gonna make you cum hard."

"God, your cock feels so good." Phil spanked Charlotte's ass, making her yelp. "Oh fuck!"

Charlotte gripped the sheets of the bed as they kept fucking. Phil watched her ass ripple with every slam of his groin into her backside. The sound of their flesh slapping together mixed with the squelching of his hard member moving in and out of Charlotte's wet pussy. He gripped her hips tightly, his every thrust getting more forceful and passionate.

"I'm gonna cum again!" Charlotte exclaimed breathlessly.

"Cum all over this dick."

"Oh shit! Oh shit! Fuuuuuuck!" Charlotte buried her head in the pillow, the feelings overwhelming her. Phil felt her entire body quivering as a powerful orgasm flowed through her. Danbury pushed in until he bottomed out and held there. He let out a loud grunt as his warm seed erupted from him. Pulse after pulse of jizz filled Charlotte's quivering hole until it started overflowing around his manhood.

Her legs feeling like jelly, Charlotte collapsed onto the bed, with Phil still on top of her. After a couple of minutes, when they regained their breath, Phil slowly pulled his cock out of her slit. He could feel some of their combined cum drip down onto his semi-erect manhood.

Phil rolled to the side, and Charlotte looked at him. Both of them had big smiles on their faces.

"I definitely needed that," Charlotte said.

"Yeah, it's been a while for me, too."

"You can get dressed while I clean up." Charlotte gently rolled and sat up in bed.

"Kicking me out so soon?" Phil asked playfully.

"I didn't say this would be the last time you see me," she answered, winking. Charlotte leaned over and kissed Phil on the lips before putting on her robe and exiting the room.

Danbury was just about finished getting dressed when Charlotte came back in the room, having wiped their cum from between her legs. She walked with him to the front door. "Since you changed your hours, you wanna come pick me up from work tomorrow?"

"I'll be there with bells on."

Charlotte planted a kiss on Phil's lips. "Why wear bells if I'm just gonna have you take them off anyway?"

"I'll see you tomorrow, Charlotte," Phil said with a smile.

"See you tomorrow, Officer Danbury."

The next night, Charlotte walked into the hospital with a smile on her face and a little extra energy in her step. Louise, the receptionist, noticed it right away.

"Hey Charlotte! You're looking good tonight." Louise didn't even try to hide the mischievous grin on her face.

"I'm feeling good, Lou-Lou," Charlotte answered.

"I hope that had a little something to do with Phil picking you up from work this morning."

Charlotte leaned forward, resting her elbows on the receptionist's desk. "It had a lot to do with that."

"You gotta give me the details during lunch."

"It's a date," Charlotte said, before proceeding down the hall.

Charlotte's work shift was fairly normal, except for word quickly spreading among the nurses that she had hooked up with Phil Danbury. Louise wasn't the only one who wanted details of what happened. Charlotte tried to give them what they wanted without getting too descriptive. By the end of the night, Charlotte's encounter was the main topic of gossip.

Having to constantly talk to her co-workers about what happened with Phil also served as a reminder that he was supposed to pick her up again when she was finished working. With about an hour left in her shift, Charlotte started feeling a little nervous.

What if he doesn't show up? What if this was only a one-night stand for him, and I never hear from him again? Charlotte's brain started filling with doubt that steadily got worse as the time crept closer to the end of her workday. By the time she clocked out and was riding the elevator down to the main floor, Charlotte's mouth was dry and her hands were sweaty. She stopped and took a deep breath before rounding the final corner towards the main entrance.

Phil was there, sitting in one of the chairs. He looked up when Charlotte came into view, and a smile appeared on his face. "Hey Charlotte," he said, quickly standing up. He couldn't help but notice Louise watching them out of the corner of her eye, trying not to be too obvious.

"Hey Phil," Charlotte said before giving him a quick kiss on the cheek. "I had a long night. You ready to take me home?"

"Let's go," Phil said, gesturing towards the doors.

"Goodnight Char! Goodnight Phil!" Louise called out to them.

"Goodnight Louise," Danbury responded.

"Goodnight Lou-Lou. See you tonight!"

The drive to Charlotte's house was filled with small talk about how each of their days went. Because of their respective jobs, they each had plenty to talk about. When they arrived at the house, Phil was about to park in front when Charlotte put her hand on his arm.

"If you drive around the corner and park on the next street, Daniel won't see your car when he leaves for school in a couple of hours. That way, you can stay longer, if you want."

Phil looked at Charlotte, and a huge smile appeared on his face. "You ain't said nothing but a word," he replied before following her suggestion and driving around the corner. The two of them walked back to the Bellini house in silence. As soon as they were in the door, Charlotte took hold of Phil's hand.

"I'm going to take a shower. You're welcome to join me." There was a playful grin on her face when she said this.

"Lead the way," Phil answered. Once again, Charlotte led the way down the hall to the main bedroom. As soon as the bedroom door was closed, Charlotte began stripping off her clothes. As the nude woman moved to put her dirty clothes in the closet hamper, Phil just put his clothes in a neat pile on the floor next to the bed.

"Come on, let's hurry to the bathroom," Charlotte said, moving to the door.

Danbury didn't need any further urging as the two of them walked briskly to the bathroom. As Charlotte bent forward to turn on the water in the shower, Phil playfully smacked her ass, cusing her to yelp.

"I couldn't help myself," he said with a devilish grin.

"I feel the same way about you," Charlotte responded, gently grabbing Phil's manhood. She took a step towards him and began kissing him. The reaction was immediate, with Phil's tool getting erect in her hand. Phil wrapped his arms around Charlotte and held her as they continued to kiss, their tongues dancing together.

Charlotte reveled in the feeling of being in a man's arms, her bosom pressed against his chest. She began feeling hot, and it wasn't because of the steam beginning to fill the bathroom.

"Come on, let's get in this shower before the hot water runs out," she said, reluctantly ending the kiss. She grabbed a spare washcloth from the rack and handed it to Phil before stepping into the tub, with him following right behind.

Taking his washcloth out of his hand, Charlotte lathered it with soap and began washing Phil's chest, gently rubbing the cloth around his torso.

"I bet you didn't think you'd be getting bathed by a sexy nurse today, did you?"

"Whatever I did to deserve this, I'm glad I did it." Phil held his arms out to the side as Charlotte began washing his arms. When that was done, she looked Phil in the eyes and smiled as she reached down between them and began cleaning his still-erect member.

"There's a bunch of pervy old men who would love to trade places with you right now," she said.

"You can tell them that I carry a big gun," he replied with a smirk.

"It's definitely a weapon."

Charlotte made Phil turn around so that she could clean his back. She made sure to take time when she got to his muscular ass, giving his cheeks a playful squeeze.

When she was finished, Charlotte grabbed her washcloth, lathered it, and handed it to Phil. "Now you do me."

Danbury began rubbing the soapy washcloth over Charlotte's body, starting with her neck. He then moved down to her chest. He used his free hand to rub her chest more and gently play with her nipples. As the water washed the soap off her tits, he leaned down and gave her nipples a playful flick with his tongue, causing Charlotte to moan.

Phil continued down her torso, washing her stomach. He then did her thighs, starting with the sides before moving his hand between them. Charlotte spread her legs, giving him access to her mons. He gently rubbed the cloth on her lips before parting them and washing her slit.

"I wanted to wait until after the shower, but fuck that," Charlotte said, reaching down and stroking Phil's cock. That was all the signal he needed. He gently pushed Charlotte against the shower wall and spread her legs. Bending his knees, he got into position, and Charlotte aimed his hard rod right at her entrance. They both held their breath as Phil slowly pushed into her womanhood.

Charlotte reached up and wrapped her arms around Phil's neck. She could feel every inch of his hard dick as he pumped in and out of her. The cold of the tiled shower wall contrasted with the warmth of the water falling on them, and the heat radiating from her pussy as Phil's erection pounded her. She lightly bit his chest to prevent a scream from escaping her lips.

Invigorated by the moment, Phil kept thrusting into Charlotte's pulsating slit. His body felt electric as instinct took over and his mind shut down. Phil's animalistic grunts accompanied each spearing of her folds, powered by his muscular hips. Neither one of them could talk, just grunt and moan as the energy kept building between them. They continued the rhythm, their bodies moving as one, joined in a common goal.

Charlotte felt the force building from her cunt and radiating through her body. Her entire spirit was consumed with sexual energy. Her sense of time was gone, but her sense of touch felt heightened. Charlotte could feel every drop of water that fell on her, the texture of Phil's skin as her fingers gripped his shoulders, even the veins on his hard member as it plunged into her.

Phil felt the pressure mounting and knew this was the moment. He pressed his lips against Charlotte's and thrust his cock into her. He kept it in place as he felt his cum spew into Charlotte's pussy. Phil's entire body shuddered as his seed kept spurting into her, his cock spasming with every shot.

Charlotte relished the feeling of Phil emptying his balls into her. As his orgasm began subsiding, she started grinding her hips again. Phil followed her lead, continuing to fuck Charlotte with his still-hard tool. Her moans echoed in the bathroom, and her nails dug into Phil's back. She looked up into Phil's eyes as her climax hit. Her body shuddered from the release of the sexual energy, and her knees buckled. Phil held Charlotte up as she leaned against him, now drained and exhausted. As Phil pulled out, he looked down and saw their combined cum spilling out of Charlotte and washing down the drain.

"I guess we'll have to stay in here a few minutes longer to make sure you're properly clean," he joked as he continued to hold Charlotte.

"That'll give me some time to recover," she said, feeling both of their hearts pounding from the exertion. "I haven't cum that hard in a long time."

"Glad I could do that for you," Phil answered, smiling.

"You keep fucking me like that, I might have to keep you around."

"If you keep me around, I'll keep fucking you like this."

The two of them finished the shower in silence, catching their breaths as they made sure they were clean. They toweled off and walked back across the hall naked again. They got into bed, and Charlotte immediately cuddled against Phil. She laid her head on his chest, and Phil wrapped an arm around her torso. Charlotte listened to Phil's heartbeat until she fell asleep.

A few hours later, Charlotte was awakened by a pleasurable tingle between her legs.

"Mmmmmm," she moaned, still groggy. It took her a few seconds to register Phil's tongue flicking over her clit. "Yes baby," she said, her voice just over a whisper. Charlotte reached down and put her hand on the back of Phil's head.

Phil used that as an incentive to keep going. He flicked his tongue over her bud faster, while sliding a finger into her now-wet slit. Charlotte's back arched as his digit penetrated her.

"Damn, Phil," she managed to breathe. She reached down with her free hand and started caressing her dark-pink nipples.

Phil wrapped his lips around Charlotte's clit and began lightly sucking on it. This sent bolts of pleasure shooting through her body. Phil slid another finger into her hole, and Charlotte's moans became more frantic.

"I'm about to cum," Charlotte managed to get out moments before her fluids flowed out and into Phil's waiting mouth. He pulled his fingers out, and lapped up her cunt cum, relishing in her taste.

When her orgasm subsided enough, Phil sat up from between her legs. "I think I'll get us some water."

"Where the hell do you think you're going?"

"To the kitchen to get us water."

"Not before you get back between these legs and put that morning wood to good use. You're not gonna tease me with a wake-up like that and not give me what I really need."

Phil smirked and positioned himself between her waiting legs. His erect manhood slid in with ease, lubricated by Charlotte's juices. He started pumping his hips slowly, wanting to feel every inch of her as he slid in and out.

Charlotte wrapped her legs around Phil's back, pulling him in deeper.

"God, your cock feels so good," she moaned before kissing Phil.

"Your pussy is so wet," he responded between kisses.

Phil kept giving Charlotte slow, deep strokes. Every thrust of his tool into her sent waves of pleasure radiating through her. Charlotte continued to hold Phil close, their bodies pressing together. They could feel the heat building between them.

"Oh, Phil. Make love to me," Charlotte pleaded.

"Fuck, you feel so good," Phil grunted. Sweat built up on their torsos, making them glisten.

"Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit," Charlotte moaned breathily.

"That's right, cum for me," Phil commanded. "Make my dick shiny with your cum."

Hearing Phil talk like that sent Charlotte over the edge. "Ooooooooh, fuuuuuuck!" she exclaimed as a toe-curling orgasm ripped through her. She held Phil in place, her warm crevice gripping his manhood. Phil felt her body trembling beneath him. After giving her a few moments to recover, he continued making love to Charlotte.

"Is that big dick ready to cum for me?" Charlotte asked. She lightly ran her fingers down Phil's back until she gripped his ass. She felt the flexing of his glutes as he continued moving in and out. Charlotte playfully nibbled at Phil's neck and shoulders, sending tingles through his body. The added sensation was the force that broke the dam- Phil's cock hardened further and he shot his warm load into Charlotte's canal.

Danbury slowly pulled his still-hard member out of Charlotte and collapsed on the bed beside her. The two lovers were covered in sweat and breathing hard.

"I need more than water now," Charlotte said, sitting up in bed. "I'll get up and make us something to eat." Phil watched as Charlotte put on her satin robe and walked out of the room. He put on his boxers and followed her to the kitchen.

Danbury enjoyed watching Charlotte as she moved around the kitchen fixing them some food. The short robe she was wearing seemed to tease Phil every time she stretched or bent over. The smell of bacon, eggs, and coffee quickly filled the kitchen, reminding the both of them of how hungry they were. When the food was ready, they sat at the kitchen table and ate while having a casual conversation.

The next few weeks consisted of Phil picking Charlotte up from her job three or four times a week and spending the morning with her in bed. Daniel's eighteenth birthday was celebrated with a small party of friends and neighbors. Phil showed up to the party with papers declaring that Daniel had managed to stay out of trouble and his legal issues were over.

"Just make sure you stay out of trouble. Next time, it won't be juvie for you," Phil said, shaking Daniel's hand.

A couple of days later, Phil and Charlotte followed their usual routine of going over to Charlotte's after Phil picked her up from the night shift. Charlotte was tired from work, so the two of them just showered and went to sleep.

By the time they woke up, it was early afternoon. Charlotte made the two of them lunch, and they sat out on the back porch, eating their food. Charlotte was wearing nothing but a t-shirt that came down to just below her ass, and Phil was in his boxers.

"That was a good meal," Phil said, standing up and gathering their plates. He leaned over and gave Charlotte a kiss on her lips. He took the plates inside and placed them in the sink before returning to the table on the porch.

"Since I made lunch and made you happy, what am I getting in return?" Charlotte asked, smirking.

"Stand up," Phil answered, holding out his hand. Charlotte put her hand in his and stood up from her chair. Phill turned her around and pushed against her upper back, causing her to bend over the table. He gently kicked her feet apart, spreading her legs.

Phil knelt down behind Charlotte and lifted the bottom of her shirt, exposing her ass. He rubbed and kneaded her supple ass cheeks before giving them a playful smack, making her giggle. Charlotte looked back at him as he spread her cheeks and began licking her ass hole.

"Ooooh," Charlotte moaned as Phil's tongue began swirling around her hole, making her ass pucker from the sensation. Phil reached around and began rubbing his lover's pussy, feeling the wetness that already began leaking from Charlotte's folds.

Charlotte began squirming from the dual sensations of Phil's tongue in her ass and his fingers rubbing her swollen clit. Using his strength, Phil held her in place, burying his face deeper between her cheeks. He could feel her ass and leg muscles tensing from the pleasure. He continued licking and sucking at her hole, enjoying the taste of her ass. Phil felt a gush of liquid drip down his hand as Charlotte climaxed, her entire body shuddering.

Phil placed a kiss on each of Charlotte's ass cheeks before standing up. He kept a hand on her back, making sure she didn't stand up straight, and used the other hand to pull down his boxers. His erect manhood sprang up, pointed almost directly at his waiting target. Charlotte reached between her legs and spread the lips of her womanhood when she felt the head of Phil's dick rubbing against her entrance. He slid in with no problem, her wetness allowing him to push in with ease.

Charlotte felt Danbury's girth filling her as he slid in, stretching her walls. She started moaning immediately, the sensation sending shivers through her body. Charlotte felt Phil's hands firmly gripping her thighs as he fucked her, driving his manhood in deep before pulling out again. Her well-lubricated quim pulsated around Phil's erection.

Spank. Phil's slapped Charlotte's ample ass, making it ripple from the impact. Charlotte yelped from the impact. Spank. He hit her ass again, making her yelp even louder. The combined sensations of the fucking and the spanking, plus the taboo of being fucked outside on her back porch, was sending Charlotte into overdrive. Even with a fence, someone could peek over and see them. Was Ms. Lake in her yard, listening to Charlotte getting fucked? Could retired Mr. Bateman be peeking through a gap in her fence, watching her being bent over and pounded? Charlotte kept her eyes closed, too aroused to look around and see. She kept the fantasy going in her head, imagining the old man getting an erection while spying on her getting pleasured by Phil.

She heard Phil grunting and moaning behind her, adding his noises to hers. She loved the way Phil sounded and felt when they were together. The way he stretched her cunt, the pleasure she got from the slight pain, the way he always made sure she was satisfied, everything.

Charlotte was lost in the feelings that her lover was causing when she heard the familiar screech of the school bus brakes down the block.

"Fuck, Danny is coming home!" she said to Phil, breathlessly.

"Then I guess we'd better finish this," he grunted in response. He began pounding harder, his groin slapping against her ass. Charlotte knew there was no way her neighbors couldn't hear, especially if they were outside.

Phil's hands dug into her hips as he shoved his cock into her deeply. With a familiar moan, he shot his warm semen into her waiting crevice. The feeling of his semen filling her sent Charlotte over the edge. She tried, but failed, to suppress her moan as she climaxed, her entire body convulsing. Danbury took a few moments to catch his breath before he slowly pulled out. Their combined juices covered his cock, and some leaked out of Charlotte's well-fucked pussy.

Recovering her senses, Charlotte stood up and pulled her shirt back down to cover her ass. Phil pulled his shorts up, and both of them sat down, taking sips of their drinks. A few short moments later, they heard Daniel walking through the house, calling for his mother.

"I'm out here!" she responded. Daniel walked through the door to the back porch and stopped when he saw Officer Danbury sitting at the table with his mother. After the first moment of shock, he realized that Charlotte was looking flushed in the face and was glistening with sweat. Daniel could also see that his mother's nipples were erect and poking through her shirt. He also saw that Phil was just wearing boxer shorts.

"How was school, son?" Charlotte asked. She was keeping her thighs pressed together as she sat, trying to keep the cum in her pussy from leaking out even more onto the chair.

"Um, it was cool, I guess," Daniel said, hesitantly.

"This isn't the way we wanted you to find out that we're seeing each other," Phil said.

"And how was this supposed to happen?" Daniel asked.

"I guess I wanted to reveal this over a nice dinner out," Phil shrugged.

"You're adults, you can do what you want," Daniel said. He turned around to go back into the house.

"It could've been worse," Charlotte said. "You could have come home two minutes earlier and caught us in the act!"

"Oh God!" Daniel said, hurrying through the porch door and running to his room. Charlotte and Phil laughed as they heard Daniel's bedroom door slam.

"Since he knows, I guess that means I don't have to park around the corner anymore." Phil looked at Charlotte with a smirk on his face.

"The way you make me cum, he's gonna have to get used to you being around a lot more."