Kathy Rowling yawned, stretched and wondered in her sleep-deprived mind what the awful racket was resounding in her ears. Finally, she woke up enough to realize it was the doorbell. She hurriedly threw on a bathrobe and sprinted for the door. Friends here in Belle Grande Louisiana didn't ring doorbells, strangers did and strangers always meant trouble.
Sure enough, standing at her door, hat in hand grin on his face was the local town sheriff, who until last night had been a virtual stranger.
Sheriff Billy Jessup better known as Billy to his friends was a reformed bad boy. In his youth, he had been the motorcycle riding town rebel with the poetic soul. Now he rode the same bike but was on the side of the law. Men liked him, women adored him and Kathy had mixed feelings, she had come here to teach to get over the end of a bad relationship. She wasn't sure she wanted to find out what kind of future the Sheriff offered.
"Good Morning Miss Kathy seems you lost something last night, and I thought it would only be friendly of me to return it personal like." That said he gently pushed her backwards, came inside and closed her door. She heard the click of the lock behind his back.
He smiled, as he dropped a pair of black lace panties on the floor. They were lacy and quite expensive, she knew that because it was one of the last things she had purchased before leaving New York. Damn, why hadn't she realized she hadn't picked them up when they finished their skinny dipping adventure last night in the complex swimming pool?
She had loved his macho charm after several beers last night. This morning she wasn't sure she even liked him.
Trouble was they had been waltzing around each other like two dogs in heat for six weeks. It was past time to end it or begin it, and this morning Kathy wasn't sure which they had done.
He reached out and pulled her close to him, dropped his hand down and cupped her left breast. Making himself quite at home, he casually thumbed her nipple as he sought her mouth and capturing it kissed her almost breathless.
She moaned low in her throat and heard him laugh quietly as suddenly he swept her up into his arms and carried her into the bedroom.
He lowered them together onto the messy bed. She smiled up at him as she unbuttoned his uniform shirt. "You'll get all wrinkled if we're not careful Sheriff Billy." Kathy's mind told her to push him away, to save herself from this commitment just as her hands found his bare skin and her fingers played with the tightly curled hair on his heaving chest.
She still wasn't sure she liked him but her racing hormones definitely wanted to pursue this line of action. He had been a very attentive lover yesterday, she wondered if he could equal his actions in the morning light.
Last night had been all for her, she grinned as she lowered his trousers and pulled him out of his boxer shorts. She murmured,
"This time it's my turn, Sheriff Billy." Billy who was already almost out of his mind with lust nodded as she knelt between his legs.
He was rock hard and dripping juices from the slit in his head and his balls were already aching in anticipation. He growled. "That's a great idea, when we finally get around to fucking the sex will last longer for both of us."
She purred as her mouth engulfed his wide wet head, "longer is always better Sheriff Billy".
That was the last cognizant word either said as the small, sweet redheaded northern teacher taught the Sheriff about cocksucking northern style.
She licked and teased his head wetting it until it was dripping with her saliva and the juices that he was manufacturing on his own. That done she licked, bit and kissed her way down the shaft, engulfed his balls one at a time and then together.
He was groaning and growling aloud as he felt himself edging toward a climax and heard her almost sexy whisper "It's not time for that yet Sheriff Billy."
Every time she would get close to his erupting, she would stop and holding him tightly at a very crucial spot, start telling him jokes until he calmed down enough to tease and please him once again. Sheriff Billy had never met a southern girl who liked cocksucking well enough to prolong the sport. Usually it was something they did to avoid fucking when they were afraid of getting pregnant.
He almost lost it anyway when holding his balls high she licked down the channel to his ass and sweetly rimmed him making his cock jump in her hand; as she listened to him plead to be allowed to come.
It was at that point that she returned to his cock and covering it with her mouth, deep throated him and did something to his ass at the same time that had him pouring buckets of juice down her throat. She swallowed all of it but the final mouthful. She gave him a devilish grin opened her mouth and allowed that to dribble down her face and over her naked breasts and then she watched his cock rise again as she delicately rubbed it into her breasts and nipples. He was hard again by the time she was finished.
They were just settling into fucking with her bouncing on top of his long, muscular body when his beeper went off. He cussed a blue streak but called in and found out they had discovered a dead body. "Give me twenty minutes and I will be there."
She swore softly, he picked up the pace, and she was squealing in climax when he erupted into her then pulling loose carefully laid her on the bed.
"Sorry darling, I have to run." He pulled on his trousers without bothering with underwear. He was buckling on his belt and gun as he ran out the door. The shirt was on but unbuttoned, and his hat was lying on the chair. She hollered "Billy your hat" he came back for the hat and a kiss, with a promise he would take her out dancing and for diner that night late. Kathy and the Sheriff would go public.
Kathy found out later when she wandered out to pick up her paper and mail that they didn't have to wait until tonight to announce they were an item every one in the condominium seemed to know where the Sheriff had been and the state of his dress when he ran to his squad car parked in the visitor's lot. She was so embarrassed, nothing like that would have ever happened in New York nobody would care who was fucking whom, unless they were celebrities.
It was a good thing it was the weekend. She had until Monday morning to live the sensation down.
That night Billy called about six and told her to get dressed up, He had reservations at the local Country Club for dinner at eight. She agreed with a lot of trepidation in her heart. She wasn't sure how the locals would react to their new teacher obviously hooking up with the local bad boy sheriff. None the less dinner at the country club, she had heard the chef was wonderful, the wine the best in the county and the dancing on their old parquet floor worth the trip. She happily searched her closet for something to wear and then finding it went into the bathroom to take a bubble bath in lavender scent and dream of the night ahead.
She was glad her hair was short when finally bath finished she found she had only about forty minutes before her date arrived. Damn she was going to have to stop reading erotic novels and using that wonderful water massager when in her tub but she was relaxed and glowing from the multiple orgasms that her wonderful invention had supplied.
