[Hunter has been satisfying the sexual needs of three rich trophy-wives and the eighteen year old daughter of one of them. Olivia made plans to have Hunter 'entertain' the four women during an annual house/pool party and hot sex was had by all. Hunter and Alexis spent much of the night on a closet floor while Olivia's husband snores loudly mere feet away. Olivia has now requested that Hunter enlist some help to entertain several of her high school friends as they plan their Tenth Year Reunion. They can't resist the obvious cliché of having sex with the pool boys. In this chapter, Hunter and Alexis have their first date that turns out to last all weekend. There are other unexpected encounters along the way.]
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At breakfast, the next morning, my mother told me that she and my dad would be away for the weekend at an offsite political conference. Mom said they would be leaving right after dad got home from work today and they would be home late Sunday afternoon. I had planned on asking them if I could take their car on my date tonight but that was a no-go now. The van, as tacky as it was, would have to do. I would take some time later and make sure it was clean at least.
At the town pool, dressed in my usual uniform of sockless sneakers and nylon shorts, it was stiflingly hot. I unloaded my gear and took two trips to carry it poolside. I tested the water and it was in pretty good shape. I vacuumed the sides and bottom and backwashed the filter. I was soaking wet from sweat. When I went to grab the bucket of granular chlorine, it wasn't there. I went back to the van and it wasn't there either. I stopped and reflected back to figure out what happened to it. The last job from yesterday had been at Olivia's. Noah must have left it behind. I mumbled to myself, "Crap. You can't rely on anyone, can you?" I continued in thought, 'Now I have to make an unplanned trip across town to pick it up. Oh well, the water here is in the target range. I don't need it now'.
I didn't have any other pool cleaning jobs scheduled for today, so I decided to collect my equipment and drive over to Olivia's now to see if the bucket was there. It was a twenty minute drive to the other side of town.
I was absent mindedly driving along thinking of Alexis and our date tonight. I had made reservations at the fanciest restaurant in the area. I had laid out my dress clothes and made sure they were ready to go. I had even shined my dress shoes. I decided against a suit and opted for gray dress slacks, white button-down shirt and art-deco tie and a black sport jacket. I was thinking about everything except for my driving.
I hadn't notice the police cruiser close in behind me until the siren bleeped once and the red and blue lights started flashing. I instantly pulled myself from my reverie and my heart began racing as I pulled off to the side of the road. I had left the confines of the urban part of town and houses here were old farms and were spread apart by great distances. The only sign of civilization in sight was the cruiser parked behind me.
I knew the drill and I pulled my wallet out of the console and removed my license. The registration was on the visor above my head. I watched the police officer step from the cruiser and then walk down the side of my van and stop just behind my driver's window. I couldn't see the officer very well from there. When I heard, "License and Registration please," I knew from the voice that it was a female officer.
I handed her my documentation and she looked at it. She said, "Do you know how fast you were driving?"
I turned to try to look at her but her face was above the roof line. I said, "I'm sorry Officer. I don't. I was lost in thought and wasn't paying proper attention."
She said, "I'd like to inspect the inside of your vehicle. Is that alright with you?" My heart began racing again. I knew in theory that you never allowed the police to inspect the inside of your vehicle, and I was a little scared about her request. I started 'hemming' and 'hawing' with 'errs' and 'umms' thrown in for good measure.
I knew there was no reason to worry about any search. Like the nineteen year old idiot that I am I said, "Sure, No problem." Then I remembered that I had Noah in the van yesterday and I know he uses weed. I prayed to God that he hadn't left anything in the van.
The Officer asked me to get out of the van and open the sliding door on the other side. When I stepped out and was facing her, I could see that she was traditionally dressed in Police garb with the dark blue uniform with all the black belts for equipment and gun. A microphone was attached to her left shoulder. She wore her traditional military style hat and mirrored aviator sunglasses that were a lot like the ones I was wearing. Her badge and patches on her arm proclaimed that she was an Officer of the local Police force. Her name tag said 'O'Reilly'. Her hair was pulled tight to the sides of her head and I couldn't make out the color in the shade of the van.
I walked to the other side and pulled open the sliding door. She followed closely behind. She asked me to turn the swivel passenger seat and sit down facing the back. I did as she asked. I felt a little awkward with no shirt on and wearing only my shorts and sneakers. I heard a cell phone ring and she stepped back and turned to walk toward the rear of the van. I could hear her talking but I couldn't make out any words.
When she came back to the sliding door, she had her equipment belt and gun belt in her hands. 'That's odd,' I thought. She put them down on the floor of the van and while still standing outside she began unbuttoning her shirt. She fumbled with what was apparently her front clasp bra and pulled it all off. Her nipples were erect and she lifted her tits up and licked one of the nipples and then the other.
She smiled at me as she was amused by the confused look on my face. She lowered her tits and unbuckled her pants and let them and her thong drop to the ground. She bent down and pulled her pants over her shoes and then picked all of her clothes off the ground and placed them on the floor in the van. She ran her tongue around her lips as she ran both hands down to her groin and separated her labia. She was soaking wet as vaginal juices flowed down her inner thighs.
"What the fuck is going on?" I said and she smiled again. She reached up and pulled her hat off and her red hair cascaded down over her shoulders. She took off her sunglasses and the lights finally came on. It was Erin from yesterday's pool party at Olivia's. "Holy Shit," I said as a smile overtook my face. Other than her black shoes and socks, she was completely naked my cock pushed out the leg of my shorts.
Erin reached out to me and pulled me down to sit on the edge of the sliding door with my feet on the ground. She moved up close to me and pushed her pussy into my face. I placed my hands on her hips and pulled her to me as I pushed my tongue into her pussy. She groaned loudly and wrapped her hands around my head. Using her hands as leverage, she began grinding her groin on my face.
It seemed odd to me to be sucking a cop's pussy but it didn't deter me. She pulled back and moved past me to lie down on the floor of my van. She pulled my hard cock along with her as she went by. As I came up on my hands and knees I pulled my shorts off. Now I was as naked as she was.
We got into a sixty-nine position with me on top. I buried my face back in her pussy and she was frantically trying to catch my bouncing cock with her mouth. She finally gave that up and grabbed it with her hand and pushed it in her mouth and sucked my cock in deep. I groaned as it slipped into the tight confines of her throat. She held it there for several seconds and then began giving me a fantastic blowjob. We were both groaning loudly. I balanced on one arm and molested her tits with the other hand. I was marveling at her amazing body. It occurred to me that I was pumping my cock down into her face that in spite of not wearing any makeup was very attractive.
I felt my orgasm rising and my cock surged larger in her throat. She knew the score and pulled back to take my load in her mouth. I doubled my efforts on her pussy and clitoris trying to bring her over with me. She clamped her legs on the side of my face and began thrusting her hips up and down. Her fluids were flowing from her and I was sucking them into my mouth as fast as I could.
As I fired my first salvo into her face she pulled all the way back as it had fired directly down into her throat and she was gagging uncontrollably. Cum was now launching down onto her face. She aimed it lower on her body and cum splashed on her chest and tits. She was frantically trying to clear the gooey cum from her throat when she gagged and groaned at the same time as her own orgasm crashed over her. She held my head with her legs and launched her hips up and down many times. I pushed my tongue down on her clit when I could make contact with it. She was now screaming which was helping her clear her throat. I was groaning and breathing when she allowed me to.
I must have fired half-dozen long ropes of pearly white, thick, gooey cum onto her face and torso. She pulsed with spastic hips and pussy for nearly a minute. We were both gasping for air as she released my head from her thighs and collapsed her legs to the van floor. I maintained contact on her pussy as the pulses continued.
With my face buried in her pussy, I didn't notice the light coming through the sliding door being blocked. I did feel the van rock down and then up again and I pulled my head to the side to see what was going on. Another cop was standing on the running board looking down at Erin and me. I could only see the feet and legs until they squatted down and looked at my face glistening with Erin's juices. The cop was obviously another woman and a petite one at that. She turned to look at Erin's face and started laughing when she saw the gooey mess all over Erin's face and chest.
