Passion In James County X
Badge of Dishonor
By D.C. Roi
Chapter ten
Lise had been working for the sheriff's department for almost a month now, and she had really grown to love her job. Not only was she getting the hang of the job, she was making friends, too. She had just finished her work for the day and was about to stand up when her phone rang. She picked it up. "This is Lise," she said.
"It's your husband, on line two," the dispatcher told her.
Lise punched one of the buttons on the phone. "Hi, honey, what's up?" she asked.
"I'm gonna be late tonight," Rod told her. "Keep some dinner warm for me, will you?"
"Ah...sure," Lise said. "How...how late will you be?"
"Don't know," Rod said. "I gotta work. Look, babe, I gotta go." The phone went dead.
Lise stood there for a few seconds, staring at the phone, then she put it down. For the first time, she realized it bugged her that Rod had been so abrupt with her, and it bugged her even more that he thought he could order her around like he did. But, despite her anger, she knew she'd have his dinner waiting for him when he got home, no matter how late that was. She always had and, as she always would. That's how her mother taught her a wife should act toward her husband.
She put on her coat and started for the door and met her boss, who was returning from a meeting.
"Good night, Lise," Alex said. "I have to tell you you're doing an excellent job, and I really appreciate the fact that you've caught on so quick and are doing such a good job for me."
"Thank, you, Alex," Lise said.
"See you in the morning," Alex said.
"You sure will," Lise said. She thought it was really nice that Alex had complimented her on her work almost ever night since she'd been there. She realized that he treated every other person who worked in the sheriff's office the same way, which made it an especially nice place to work.
She left the office in an extremely up-beat mood but, when she got in her car and headed for the daycare center to pick up the kids, she remembered her husband's call and her good spirits faded.
She had been hoping she and Rod would be able to exchange stories about their work days, but ever since she'd been working, Rod was either too tired to talk, or wasn't home. She had been learning quite a bit about police work and wondered what kind of case Rod was working on that had him working late tonight.
Rod Billingham wasn't at work. In fact, as his wife drove toward the daycare center, Rod was walking into the home of Sergeant Ernest Dawes the Jamestown state patrol office's night shift commander. He was greeted by the sergeant's wife, Wanda, a buxom redhead he'd been sleeping since the previous year's Christmas party.
Rod had worked for Wanda's husband for a while when he was first assigned to the Jamestown office, and he had several run-in's with the sergeant. As a result, he didn't like Ernie Dawes at all, and when the sergeant's wife indicated she was interested in messing around, Rod quickly took her up on her offer. He held a grudge and believed in getting revenge when he could.
Wanda and Rod shared a passionate kiss the minute he arrived at the house, then she led Rod to the living room and had him sit down in a the big over-stuffed chair her husband sat in when he watched TV.
Rod looked up at the woman, whose full, lush body was wrapped in a silky green robe, which setoff her flaming red hair and pale skin perfectly. The fact that the robe was cinched tightly around Wanda's slim waist only served to highlight the lush curves the robe covered.
Grinning and licking her lips, Wanda knelt in front of Rod and began to open his uniform. Once she got it open, she began caressing and kissing him. First his lips and face, then his neck, then his nipples. Her hand sought his penis, which was already swollen, and began stroking it.
Rod groaned softly. Wanda was driving him wild with her passionate caresses and kisses, but then she always did. She moved directly in front of him, between his legs.
Rod knew exactly what Wanda was going to do and closed his eyes and sighed as her hands clasped his cock and began stroking it. Tremor after delectable tremor raced through his body.
The more Wanda played with Rod's cock, the more she wanted to. She loved the gasps and groans her touch elicited from Rod, and was thrilled. It was even more thrilling knowing she was doing this to Rod while he sat in her husband's favorite chair. Her husband never paid attention to her any longer and, just like Rod, she loved what she was doing because she felt it allowed her to get back at her husband.
Wanda continued stroking Rod's cock, which was steel-hard, blue veins standing out on the sides. Droplets of pre-cum seeped from the arrow-shaped tip. Then she took a deep breath then leaned forward and kissed the tip, savoring the taste of his lubricant.
"Ohhhhhh!!!!!" Rod groaned, thrusting his hips forward. He loved doing this with the night shift supervisor's wife. If Ernie wasn't going to take care of Wanda, he sure as hell would! And, maybe, someday when Sergeant Dawes was no longer able to do anything about it, he'd let him know what he'd done.
