I met Scott in the ER. I had never seen him in his police uniform before. He was always already naked or in shorts when I would go to his apartment. This made me wetter than I already was. I had been looking forward to this all day. He walked me through the hospital until we came to a plain black door. He unlocked it and we stepped in. As soon as he locked it behind us, he turned and grabbed my arms, pulled me to him and kissed me. It was different, it was a bit rough, but I liked it.
He turned me around and I felt both his hands on my outer thighs, then up under my skirt. The skirt was up over my ass in a second flat. He pulled me to him and reached up with both hands under my blouse, grabbing my tits hard. He whispered in my ear, "God, I've been thinking about fucking you for months." He freed my tits from my bra and turned me back around. He wanted to see them. He was mumbling and I couldn't quite understand, but I didn't care. "They are so big and so beautiful!" is all I made out. He bent down and took my nipple into his mouth, licking and sucking.