All (F)ro(M) a simple phone call to a stranger | 2016

Please be gentle as this is my first story. While some might find it to be long winded, it is in fact true and the relationship is continuing to flourish so I'm trying to set a background. Hope you enjoy.

Who knew that a simple phone call to help a friend out would lead to a web of naughty lies and deceit. I should have known by my first conversation with him that Detective W would be trouble. In an effort to help a friend, I placed a call to the local precinct to help my friend collect money that was due to her business. The officer assigned to the file was not in so Detective W was kind enough to take some information and try to help me out. I could tell by his tone that he was a flirt, as most cops usually are. Me being the huge flirt that I am, played right into it and from that point there was no turning back. Our conversations were fun and light and the more information about me that he tried to get, the more I wanted to hold back. I loved that he was prying in a professional yet fun way with his flirty personality and charm. Some of his questions were off topic and had nothing to do with the reason for my call. Eventually I let my guard down and let him in. By the 3rd call he asked if there was another number to reach me on like a cell phone and I told him no. I asked him for his and he gave it to me. I don't know why but I ended up sending him a text from a masked cell phone number telling him that if he needed to reach me, this was the number he could call. His response was "Okay shady." I couldn't help but laugh because he had no clue how shady I was and that I knew exactly what I was doing. Conversations with him became addictive immediately. First it was 63 text messages about everything from us both being married to the number of kids we had, favorite movies, music and books. The next day it was 156 with messages between us like him telling me to "suck it" and my response being "is that an invitation?" He wanted a picture but I refused to give it to him because I was trying to behave myself when it came to extramarital affairs and was doing very well considering the last time I stepped out of my relationship was over 2 years ago. When asked if he normally had conversations like ours, he said something I will never forget. He said “no - your voice is intoxicating.” I was taken back by his comment and didn't know what to say. How could I deny him a picture after a comment like that so I sent him a bikini shot. Between our exchange of dirty thoughts and his charismatic personality I knew that I wanted to see where and how far this could go. I had to be honest with him so I told him that my husband was also on the job. Personally I didn't think it mattered because if you ask anyone, they'll all tell you that cops cheat on their spouses anyway so who cared. After a week or so of chatting, I felt as though I had known him for years. I made mental notes of what he liked sexually such as the woman on top, he was an ass man, and loved lace lingerie. I sent him a photo of me on my knees wearing only pink and black lace panties with stilettos. A couple of days later I gave him some more, this time wearing a black corset with a little skirt, another with black lace panties again on my knees. I loved sharing myself with him so I started sending more photos and telling him how I used to be an exotic dancer and told him about my first time being with a woman from the strip club. We would have late night conversations about how he wanted me to suck his hard cock and how I wanted to fuck him like crazy. I wanted him to pull my hair as I sucked his cock and guide my head up and down. I loved having him tell me that he wanted to lick me and would get so wet at the thought of him licking my hot wet pussy. I wanted to taste myself on his mouth. It would drive me insane and I would always end up playing with myself while we talked. I shared with him how I loved taking a bath and getting off by the jets in the tub and my pool as well. I felt like such a slut sharing all of this with a complete stranger who I had just started talking to but the cliché of being wrong and feeling oh so right was exactly how it was. The time had come for us to think about meeting up. The fantasies we're only getting us so far and now desired the real thing. We had finally arranged to meet on a day that we were both in the same area. Prior to meeting, we had talked about our own cheating history to which I discussed lies I used and excuses I gave to make it happen. I don't really know why I told him so much, but I think it was because I wanted to assure him that secrets were safe with me. A couple of days before we were to meet we talked about how he would kiss me hello, where he would kiss me. I told him that I wanted to make sure that he grabbed my ass. Just the thought of his hands on my body made me wet with excitement. The day came and we finally met up but time was limited because he was working. When I saw him for the first time, I probably could have cum at just the mere thought of all the things that we had talked about because he was right there in front of me! The truth is that I had someone with me so a lot of what I wanted to happen wasn't going to happen this time around. He kissed me hello and loved how his mouth felt connected to mine. I remember him grabbing my ass and wishing that I didn't have any clothes on so that he would work his fingers right into my pussy. Who knew if he even wanted to continue this thing between us. I asked if he was pleased with what he saw and he was, as was I. We decided to take a walk in a nearby park so that we were out of sight and couldn't be seen from the street. My husband worked in the same neighborhood that we had met in. We found a spot to stop and talk for a bit. Conversation was just as it had been the past couple of weeks, flowed nice and easy about anything and everything. I would stare at him and fantasize while loving every moment with him. I was standing close to him and at one point he put his hand right between my legs. I kindly returned the favor rubbing his cock. It felt so good....I turned around and put my ass right on his hard cock slowly moving my hips against his body. He grabbed my hair and pulled it back telling me how naughty I was. There were people walking through the park and really all I wanted to do was just turn around pull out his cock drop to my knees and start sucking away. I had to leave although I didn't want to. We started walking back to our cars and before we made it out of the park I stopped and pulled him in to kiss me goodbye since we couldn't be seen. That meeting sealed the deal that I wanted this to continue....We are supposed to meet again, alone just the two of us, so I am really looking forward to his sensual kissing, letting his hands explore my body and making him cum in my mouth. That night, I wanted to be with him so bad and couldn't stop thinking about him. I masturbated to thoughts of him kissing my body and his cock inside of me and it drove me so crazy and made me so wet that I made a video of me and my vibrator and sent it to him. He watched it and told me that he had cum while watching me play with myself. My desire for him had just intensified….will follow up when we meet again!