It was two weeks after our initial meeting with the Smiths. Jeff came over to our house in the middle of the day to ask my husband and me if we wanted to join them for dinner that Friday night, at their house. We accepted politely, and were both excited about what type of adventures might come along with dinner.
We arrived promptly at 7:00pm. My husband Kurt handed over the bottle of wine that we brought with us, and we all settled into the living room for drinks. The Smiths' house was beautifully decorated, tastefully simple. It was the kind of home that immediately made a person feel comfortable. I did notice, however, that perched upon the mantle, were several medium sized sculptures, all of an oblong, abstract nature. Making conversation, I commented on them, saying how interesting they were. Tina caught my eye and said "Yes, they are interesting, aren't they? We've been collecting those for years now." She and Jeff looked at each other with an almost devilish smile. The Smiths must have a private joke regarding the statuettes.
Dinner was wonderful. Kurt and Jeff chatted about all of the things that men chat about - the stock market, golf, lawn care, power tools. Tina and I occupied ourselves with some harmless neighborhood gossip. We found out that both Jeff and Tina had been police officers for about 10 years - they met while training for the force.
As we neared the end of our meal, the sexual tension in the room began to escalate. Shortly after the last time we finished dinner with the Smiths, I was laying on our ottoman totally naked with my legs spread wide, Jeff and Tina's fingers inside my pussy, and Kurt sitting in a chair jerking off watching the show. No one knew how this dinner party would end, but I do believe we were all excited at the possibilities.
After dinner, Kurt and I moved to the living room. Jeff and Tina went to make coffee and prepare the dessert. After about 20 minutes of waiting for them, my husband and I started to get suspicious. Suddenly, the lights in the living room dimmed, and Jeff and Tina entered. They were in their police uniforms! Although upon closer inspection, I discovered that the uniforms had been altered a bit. Jeff's pants were tight around the crotch, and there was a conveniently placed hole, so that we could all see his already hardening cock. Tina's shirt was unbuttoned to halfway down her belly, with a rather revealing strappy bra. And instead of slacks, she was wearing a skirt, with hose and a garter belt, no panties. They both had their regulation belts, complete with billy clubs and their large flashlights.