Carly's Journey

I woke about four in the morning realizing that Frank was not beside me, as I peered through the darkness I could hear him talking softly on the phone in the attached bath.

"No, don't arrest her, if you do she'll have to go before the judge. Just put her in one of the cells away from as many people as possible. It's empty? Great, put her toward the back where it's darker and let her sleep it off. No, don't lock the door, just keep a close eye on her, she's going through a rough time. Yep, no problem, leave your report on my desk."

I listened as he peed, turned out the light, set his phone on the nightstand and slid under the covers with me. I pulled as tight as I could as his arm went around my shoulders.

"What was that about hon? Can you tell me?"

"Mrs. Abramson, driving drunk. I wondered when this was going to happen, with her prick of a husband deciding to announce he's suddenly gay after 31 years of marriage and five kids it was only a matter of time before the wheels came off the cart."

"I feel badly for her Frank. It had to be devastating to hear him tell her he was leaving for a man. A woman I can understand, but not a man. Why want what you've got? I've never understood it."

"Carla you be careful who you say stuff like that to, it's now considered hate speech and as much as I may not agree with the law, I still have to enforce it when it's public."

"Oh, Frank, I have to go back for my teeth cleaning. Some sort of snafu with scheduling. They got Janet in, but I need to go in this morning. I want you to drive me there and wait for me. Don't give me that huff and sigh bullshit, I seldom ask you to do anything for me. Man up and take a few hours to be with me."

When we woke Frank had a raging hardon he wanted to take care of right away. I held him off, I had other plans. Dorothy Raimes was the hygienist I was scheduled with and I was going to have a surprise for her. Dorothy and I go way back, the latest incident being approximately a month before Frank and I started looking at each other as potential lovers. I was at Meisters Pub with Tiffany Spiers drinking a beer or two and dancing once in a while with the nicer single guys. I needed to pee, and like all girls Tiffany said she'd go along.

As I was about to exit the ladies room I stopped before stepping outside, I was listening to a conversation I couldn't really process. Well, it wasn't a conversation, it was a woman begging to be fucked in the hallway.

"You'd better frisk me Frankie. I might have drugs under my tits or a gun in my pussy. Here, I'll lean against the wall and you can stuff your night stick into my cunt until you cum. Let me suck your cock right here, I will."

"Dot, I'm not going to frisk you, there are no drugs in your bra and there certainly isn't a weapon in your vagina. You're drunk again. What the hell am I gonna do with you Dot? This is the third time this month."

I gave Tiff a look like what the hell is this all about.

Tiff clued me in, "Dorothy Raimes, the hygienist over at Doc Martins. She's been trying to get Frank to fuck her since Beck took off, with no success I might add."

"What if he decides to take her up on the offer? You know how guys are, they'll fuck about anything in a skirt."

Tiff looked at me bewildered. "You are one dumb cunt Carla, that man has eyes for one woman and one woman only, has since high school. No, I won't tell you who it is, let's go, I'm tired of this place."

As we exited and walked down the hall past Frank and Dot I watched him gently click the bracelets on her, smiling at me and saying, "Good to see you Carla."

"You too Frank, have a safe evening."

Now I was married and would be going to have my teeth cleaned as Mrs. Frank Carver. I had plans for this morning, devious plans, and my husband was going to be a participant even though he didn't know it. I could hardly wait to watch Dot squirm while she cleaned my teeth. With the kids off to school Frank again tried to deposit a load in my puss, he had me bent over the vanity and damn near succeeded until I got feisty with him and flat out told him no. He looked hurt and dejected, but if I let him cum now my devious plan wouldn't work.

As we were getting ready to step out the door I asked if he had his ankle gun on. He nodded yes, I told him to leave his utility belt at home then. He balked and I snapped.

"Just do it Frank. Honey I'll explain in a few minutes, I need you to do as I ask. Can you trust me enough to do that?"

"I trust you implicitly Carla, you say the belt needs to stay, then it stays."

As we got in his truck I lifted the center console portion so the seat was a bench seat and allowed me access to him. He was backing out as I grabbed his belt starting to unbuckle his pants. He was looking at me like I was some sort of alien being as I hauled his thick man meat out and began stroking.

"Frank, I want you to take the back streets and don't rush at all. When you get by the clinic pull into that dead end street behind his building, go to end and park."

"Carla, what the hell is going on?"

"You're starting to piss me off Frank. You agreed to do as I ask. It excites the hell out of me to think someone might be up high enough to look in and see me sucking the police chief's cock while he drives. Can you just do this for me?"

"Oh hell yeah, suck away baby."

"One more thing, don't cum until it's time for me to go into the clinic. I'll explain it all after my appointment."

He did as I asked, taking the back streets, taking his time as I slowly sucked the life out of his dick. I love sucking his cock, it's not so long it hurts me and it's thick enough it fills my mouth without making my jaw muscles ache. I slowly worked up and down, able to get at least five inches into my mouth before the gag reflex took over. He had stopped the truck in the cul de sac on the dead end street and was about ready to blow his load.

"Carla honey, you've got ten minutes, but I can't hold out another ten minutes."

I lifted off long enough to tell him.

"Do it now baby, fill my mouth with your creamy cum."

Within the minute his body stiffened, his hands were on the back of my head, I knew his arms were tensed so as not to ram my mouth down on his cock choking me. He came so hard and had so much cum I had to gulp to keep it from bubbling out of my mouth. He hadn't cum like that in a while, and never before in my mouth. I smacked my lips as I lifted, a small rivulet of semen dribbled down my chin, Frank was going to wipe it off, I told him no. I had just swallowed a mouth full of my lovers cum, and now it was time to have my teeth cleaned.

As I sat in the chair I noticed that Dot saw the dried cum on my chin, inside I was smiling and laughing at that bitch who tried to suck and fuck my husband. No, he hadn't been mine yet, in fact I didn't realize he liked me yet, it was the principal of the thing. Yeah, that sounded good. I was hoping there was still cum residue in my mouth as she began, if there wasn't she could surely smell Franks cum on my breath. Cum that trollup would never taste, cum that only went into one mouth and one pussy ... mine. She fussed and fidgeted more than normal this morning, I had to wonder if she wasn't becoming aroused smelling Franks cum on my breath.

Frank was waiting in the parking lot. As we drove home I explained the entire process to him. He grinned and called me a devious bitch, I couldn't agree more. On our way to the house he called in saying he'd be at least another hour. As we walked through the garage to the house his hand was planted firmly on my ass cheek, squeezing enough to know it was there, but softly enough to know he was being romantic. Inside he swung the door shut with his foot as he picked me up and took me down the hall.

We took our time undressing each other, as he was about to remove his ankle holster I told him no.

"I want you to take me big boy, with your gun on. Bend me over like you had Dot all those months ago and fill me with your night stick, fill me and then leave my pussy full of warm creamy cum. I'm not going to clean up, I'm going into work with you dripping out of me into my panties. If you're a very good boy I'll let you lick them when I get home."

That was all it took. That man fucked me so hard I thought he was going to drive me into the mattress. We came at the same time, me screaming *more* as he bellowed out in ecstasy. Cumming together isn't an everytime occurrence, so when it happens it simply makes it all the more pleasing. Laying on the bed catching our breath we were nothing but smiles between pants, he was softly stroking my hair telling me how beautiful I was and how lucky he was.

I walked into the office at ten thirty. Janet smiled and asked if we'd had a good time. I bent whispering as I walked past her toward the coffee machine.

"He damn near fucked me through the mattress."

"I noticed you were walking a little odd. Sometimes hubby takes me into the back room and we get it on. That's how I feel then, wobbly kneed and unsteady."

I smiled at her, "Yes, I've noticed."

"Oh bullshit, you never noticed anything."

"Janet you both have that freshly fucked look after you've been in the back. Who do you think you're kidding? Besides, it wasn't all bedroom Olympics, I had my teeth cleaned."

"Oh, with blow job Dot?"

"None other. I had Frank give me a power flush before I went in. He came so hard I had to gulp to get it down. As it was, some trickled out the corner and I let it dry."

Janet was damn near rolling on the floor when she asked, "So how did she like your new mouth wash?"

I was laughing so hard I spit coffee all over the place, including my blouse. When I got home that night Frank looked at me puzzled and pointing to my coffee stained blouse.

"Don't ask hon. Suffice it to say Janet and I had a hardy guffaw about this morning."

"Just so you know babe, my secrecy will cost you."

I slithered into his arms as sexily as I knew how and in my most smoky lustful voice I whispered. "Anything you want baby, anything you want, as long as it includes your cock in my pussy."

As I was sorting laundry that night I noticed Julie's panties seemed to have more than the normal female secretions that take place every day. I showed them to Frank, neither of us thought we could detect the scent of cum, reaching the conclusion she had been turned on enough that she was wet. Horny wet. What we didn't know was if it was from masturbation, or some guys hands in her pants. It was time for another mom/daughter talk.

The girls know to leave their door open unless they're changing or dressing. As I walked into Julies room I closed the door, which immediately signaled to her we were going to have a talk.

"Mom, I haven't done anything. I promise. My grades are good, work is good, why do we need to talk?"

I opened my hand and showed her three pair of panties, all crusted with her secretions from arousal. Her face became crimson as the tears formed in her eyes.

"Honey, I know what every day stuff looks like, I also know what the signs of sexual arousal look like, and baby girl, that's what's in the crotch of your panties. Do I need to be afraid here Julie, do I need to get you on birth control before there's a baby growing in your belly?"

"Mom, how could you think that? No, I don't need birth control, nobody is getting my panties off."

"But Julie, how do I process what I see in your panties? You tell me you aren't letting anyone mess around, but the evidence says otherwise. Help me out sugar."

The tears were flowing, and here I was with only one box of Kleenex. Shit, she's a blubberer, one box will likely not be enough. It didn't last long, and she was composed within minutes as I held her tight to my body.

"I was at the park with a bunch of kids, no drinking, but lots of making out. I was off by myself when Andrew Wilkins sat next to me and started chatting."

I was seething and it was obvious, "Andrew Wilkins, the college junior?"

"Mom let me finish before you explode and I have to visit you in prison. He's smooth mom, real smooth. Before I knew what was happening, we were making out, he had my blouse open and my bra pushed up as he sucked on my nipples. As my head cleared, I pushed him away and came home, that's why my panties were so wet, I never felt that before. The other two were from when I masturbated the next two nights thinking about him sucking my tits."

"So, I do need to get you on birth control after all. Honey, once you know the arousal of passion, it's awful hard to turn it off. I'm proud of you, but I'm also scared for you."

"No mom, you don't. Mom you're my hero, Gail and I think you're the coolest mom of all us girls, and the only one who didn't give it up before there was a ring on your finger. Gail and I have vowed to each other that no fingers, tongues, or cocks are going into our snatch before marriage."

My mind was spinning, fingers, tongues, cocks ... a snatch. Where was my baby girl learning all these things, certainly not from me. I wanted to be shocked, at the same time I was thankful she not only knew about such things, but was willing to trust me with her secret.

"Julie, it happened once. What makes you think it won't happen again?"

"Because now I know what it feels like to be turned on and how to not let things go that far. You told me you let dad play with your tits but not get his hands in your panties, only I don't intend to let any others feel my tits either. No mom, I don't need birth control, there aren't going to be any little oops babies crawling around this house. What I do need from you is your trust and confidence that I'll do the right thing. If a boy and I are dating and it doesn't work out I want to be able to go to his wedding and shake his wife's hand without thinking I've already had him."

After talking it out I could give her that. Her wisdom impressed me. I bent to hug her and told her as much. For the first time in a long time I opened her door to leave without tears streaming down both our faces. I peeked in on Jean and Janet who both ask if Julie was in trouble again. I told them not at all, we just needed a mom/daughter talk. Janet asked when she'd get one of those.

Jean piped in, "You don't want one Janet, believe me, you don't want one. Just do what mom says and you'll be okay."

When I got to the family room Frank patted the sofa next to him, with his arm around me he asked what that was about. When I finished telling him I could have sworn I saw steam rising from his ears.

"Andrew Wilkins huh? I'll find that little son of a bitch tomorrow and we'll have a talk. Maybe I'll have him meet me at the bleachers on the athletic field, those steps get awfully slippery at times. He might even fall down."

"You'll do no such thing Frank, now you're sounding like the asshole I divorced. I want you to leave it alone and I need your word you will not hurt him."

"Do we need to get her on the pill?"

"No, she won't need the pill, or condoms, or the day after pill. She only needs to keep her panties on and her knees together, which she's perfectly capable of doing." I opened my legs and put his hand under my dress. "Unlike me who flops open for you anytime and anywhere you want me. Shall we adjourn to the playground?"

Frank locked the house and checked the girls one last time, the two younger were already zonked, Julie was reading. He sat on her bed, cupped her chin, kissed her cheek and told her he was so very proud of her. Julie then did something she had never done before as she whispered, "Thanks dad."

As he told me about his encounter I felt myself getting wetter and wetter. I never realized what a turn on it was to see him not only accept my daughters as his, but to love them unconditionally as well. By the time he crawled into bed I had the covers flipped down and was laying there spread eagle doing something I'd never done in front of him before. I had two fingers in my pussy slowly stroking while my thumb worked the clit. As he lay down he moved my hands away and put his face right where it belonged.

"Oh my God Frank, I'm so fuckin horny. Hurry honey, get me off, I need to cum on your face."

That man's tongue is magical, he can make me cum so hard and so often that I can no longer imagine a sex life without it. He didn't disappoint that night either, bringing me to an orgasm thrice before he moved up and placed his ramrod against my open vulva, it was slick with juice and saliva. I wasted no time wrapping my legs around him, digging my heels into his butt and forcing him inside. I grunted and Gaaah'd as he went from the entrance to his balls in a single stroke.

Moving my hips into him I began a non-stop mantra. "Fuck me Frankie. Fill mama's pussy. Shoot all that baby juice inside me, I want it running out of my cunt. Soooo deep, soooo good, I love your cock."

I went on like that for minutes until I felt the shockwaves begin deep inside my body, working their way to the surface, and ending where I knew they would, in my pussy. My cunt was bathing his cock with huge amounts of juice, he slid in and out of me with ease even though I was tightening the muscles around his dick. That fat head just kept spreading me open again and again and again, sending me over the moon as my body tensed and climax gripped my body.

My vaginal muscles were squeezing as hard as possible, my hips were off the bed, jabbing back and forth as wave after wave swept through my body. Frank never slowed a bit, he kept pounding away at my hungry hole until I felt him begin to swell inside.

"Yes Frankie. Give me your balls baby, fill me up. Cum in me baby, when you do I'm gonna cum again I can feel it. Yes, yes, yes. Oh my. Oh my, so good Frank so good. Keep shooting, fill me up, mine is on the way, here it cuuummmmssss."

With that I was spent, worn out and exhausted. I hadn't been loud, but something about tonight caused me to be vocal. He told me he liked it when I talked during sex. I let him know I had to be in the right frame of mind, but now that I knew he liked it I'd yield to that feeling more often. I lay awake later wondering how our sex life could possibly get any better. He must have sensed I was awake as he turned facing me.

"Carla. I dreamed of making love to you for so long I can hardly believe I get to finally be with you every day. You fulfill my every need and desire. I love you Mrs. Carver."

"I love you too Mr. Policeman with the big stick."

After chuckling a few minutes we were off to visit the sandman. At breakfast Julie asked Frank not to do anything to Andrew, she would take care of it herself. He promised he wouldn't hurt him, which was good enough for Julie as she headed out the door to ride her bike the six blocks to the grocery store. I held him a bit tighter than usual as he said goodbye, looking at him I made sure he knew I knew the score.

"You may have placated Julie with that story, but all you did was promise you wouldn't hurt him. You're going to find him aren't you?" He nodded yes. "Be smart my husband. Don't let a pissant like him ruin your career, Julie is okay and unharmed. It was kissing and some feeling her up, that doesn't warrant you losing your job and going to jail."

He nodded again, kissed me and told me he was going to talk with him but nothing more, then stated,

"21 year old guys should not be messing with 16 year old girls, it's as simple as that. I'll see you at supper, Love you."

I told Janet at work what had happened, she frowned and told me he'd done the same with her 15 year old niece and had gotten a sloppy blow job out of her at the same time. Hmmm, now I was pissed, maybe Frank needs to put the fear of God into this boy after all. I called Frank and let him know what Janet had told me, he wasn't upset, saying he'd just been told of two other instances, one involving a 14 year old. Shit was going to hit the fan, he just wasn't sure if it would morning or afternoon, but it was going to hit the fan for sure. The deputies were out getting statements as we spoke.