Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Chapter 164

Just A Cop's Cock: EP3

"You'll heal completely Constable Esposito, but you'll have to wait before having any kind of penetrative sex until this sore completely heals. Probably another week," she said in her most authoritative voice as she pointed to the small scab that was on the edge of the thick ridge that separated my shaft from the bulbous head. "And tell your sister not to touch it either."

"Always the comedian aren't you," I asked, then added, "I was lucky, wasn't I?" I was staring at how close the hopped up crackhead had come to shooting off my penis.

"You were... but I'm not so sure about the female population of New York City though," Kathy countered as she arranged the sheet over me. "I've got to go," she said as she moved back from the bed. "Hey," I called.

"Hey what?" she asked as she stood just inside the door.

"So, did you get lucky last night... after the ballet I mean? Did the midget jump your bones?" I asked with a leer.

"That's none of your business constable," she answered grinning.

"C'mon, you know all my secrets... fill me in," I cajoled.

"I don't think I do know all your secrets," she replied as she moved towards the door, but then turned and said, "but for your information he didn't."

She then stood with her back against the door, her jacket open, her shoulders pulled back so her breasts stood like pointed beacons, a challenge in her Irish eyes.

"He's a fool," I said, my eyes boring into hers.

"Yes he is," she finally agreed, the challenge still in her sparkling green eyes.

"What color underwear are you wearing anyway? Red to match your hair, I'll bet," I said, trying again to throw her off balance.

"None of your business," she answered laughing, but her body language, the slight spreading of her legs, the way she tightened her shoulders even more, the way her nipples lengthened as they fought to escape the soft wool that held them, all belied her words.

"Show me," I urged, "have pity on the poor police officer who's struggling to recover from his wounds, a man who almost lost his manhood to protect the good citizens of our fair city."

upward, first over her knees and then inch by inch up her thighs until I finally caught a glimpse of the soft red lace that sat

I threw my sheet off me and grabbed my

her waist for second after second, then finally smiled, dropped her skirt, said, "Don't aggravate your wound Constable Esposito, and I hope you have sweet dreams," then turned and left the

Hospital Room, Thursday,

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two year old nephew Ricardo were still lingering in

said reproachfully as she approached the bed, but I knew she could see how happy I was to see her. To my eyes she seemed to get prettier every

a minute or so but it was clear their perfunctory words didn't contain much warmth. Finally my sister turned to me, her child in her arms, and said, "I better go Johnnie,

mine. Wet, urgent lips that she pushed hungrily against mine. Lips that opened and released her tongue

then quickly left the room. After seconds of silence Dr. O'Malley finally asked, "Is she really

complicated Doc," I answered, unable to stop my cock from tenting

The next chapter is just a

answered angrily but then when I didn't answer she finally said, "Well c'mon, I got lots of time, I'm dying to hear all

for some reason I had no trouble telling this beautiful woman. "It was three days before my seventeenth birthday, Maria had just turned eighteen, Rosie was just eleven," I started, the memory of that night so sharp in my mind it could have been yesterday. "It was a Friday night and mom and dad were driving back from a

parents?" Kathy asked, clearly

and smashed into my parents Honda Accord at about ninety-five miles an hour with his fucking tank. They were both dead before their car

put her hand gently against my

Maria somewhere else. We said no... we fought them... we got a lawyer. Anyway, in the end the judge finally agreed... Maria at eighteen

absentmindedly examining the wound in my chest as I'd talked so I

Johnnie," she

I had to try to be brave for Rosie, be positive,

on a date the whole fall term, shit, neither did Maria. We were like zombies. It wasn't I couldn't have got a date

doc said with compassion, then slowly slid her hand across my stomach and then through my thick, dark pubic curls before circling my penis at

words started to flow from my lips I slid my left arm from the bed and on to her leg. "It was in the spring, a week after my eighteenth birthday, Maria had just finished her last exam," I explained as my hand slipped

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