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S through Z › Third Watch
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
1,310
Reviews:
3
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Third Watch, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Unexpected
*WARNING: NONE OF THE CHARACTERS IN THIS STORY ARE MY OWN*
I hope I did this right
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“I wonder if she knows I know.” Bosco thought to himself while watching Faith write out a parking ticket. Swersky had assigned them parking duty for the day. “Can she tell? Am I being too obvious?”
All of these thoughts were running though his head. He had stumbled across a note she had left in the RMP the other night. He had lost a bet with her and had to clean up as part of the deal. He had tried to sweet talk her out of it, but it never works. The note had opened his eyes to the way she had been acting of late. Always in a good mood, letting him get away with things cause she had other stuff on her mind. He hadn’t been able to put his finger on it until he had found that note wrinkled up note stuck between the seats.
“Thanks for such a great time the other night. I have never been with a woman before, and the things we did together convinced me that I should never go back to men. I felt things that I have never felt before. You are the most amazing lover I have ever had. I’m glad we put our differences behind us to become such good friends and lovers. Maritza”
Faith was getting laid on a regular basis.
It wasn’t even that fact that was bothering him. He had gone for years listening to how she and that dirt bag Fred got it on, much to his disgust. It was who she was doing it with.
“I still can’t believe it, I would never have thought in a million years”.
“Thought what?” Faith replied
Shit. Had he said that out loud? Think quick. He looked around at the stores trying to find something, anything.
“Uh, eggs are over 3 dollars for a dozen. I remember when they were a dollar fifty. Those chickens are probably eatin’ better than we do”. As soon as the words came out he wanted to take them back. Damn it, it’s the look. The look that says that you are a complete idiot, and she doesn’t know how you’ve survived this far in life.
“Since when are you worried about the price of eggs?” she asked in that “are you retarded” tone. “The last time I was at your place all you had in the fridge was beer and soda. Are you feelin’ alright? You’ve been actin’ kinda weird lately. Did something happen with your Mom?”
“Ma’s fine. I was just thinkin’ out loud. Don’t worry about it.” He breathed a sigh of relief when she turned back to the ticket book. Her hair was falling out of the clip she uses to keep it out of her face, lightly brushing the side. He watched as she pushed it back behind her ear, and wondered if Cruz did that for her when they were doing it.
All he had been able to think about since he had found that note was the two of them together. Cruz was a wildcat in bed, and he had barely been able to keep up with her. He wondered if she still did that thing with her…, you know, she probably does, it drove him wild, it would drive a chick even wilder. The two of them rubbing up against each other. Their hair framing their faces as they kissed each other, tongues sliding in and out as they ran their feminine hands over each others bodies.
Bosco stood straight from where he had been leaning, having to uncross his legs to relieve the pressure slowly building between them. He had to stop it. He wasn’t gonna get anything done thinking the way that he was. But he had to do something about the bulge pressing against the zipper of his pants.
“Yo, Faith. Gotta take a leak, I’ll be back in a few,” he called out to her.
Faith waved him off without looking up from what she was doing. He walked to the closest diner and asked where the bathrooms were. The chick behind the counter pointed him towards the back. He made a beeline through the door and into a stall.
He undid his pants carefully, making sure not to get caught in the zipper. He took his cock out and started sliding his hand up and down the hard shaft , as in his mind he imagined Faith and Cruz getting it on. He could see it now, both females being so forceful that they couldn’t decide who the aggressor was. Faith laying down on the bed while Cruz licked her way from Faith’s mouth, down her neck, and to her breasts, taking a hard nipple in her mouth and lightly worrying it between her teeth, then lavishing the same attention on the other one. Kissing her way down Faith’s torso, down to the apex of her legs, where there was a damp heat just begging to be sampled.
Bosco had to stifle a groan as he thought about what would happen next. He started gently squeezing the head of his manhood as he worked his hand over it. Faith wouldn’t be happy just receiving, no. She would want to take as much control as she could. She would pull Cruz away just before sliding her tongue into the pink folds of her pussy. She would maneuver her so that they could both give each other pleasure. Faith would touch her tongue to Cruz’ tight clit, lightly flicking it so as to tease her. She would suck it between her lips gently, so as not to bruise the sensitive nub. She slid her one finger, and then another, gently into her cunt, still working on the small clit with her mouth. At this point Cruz was mimicking Faith in her ministrations. She took her tongue from Faith’s clit and shoved it home, just as Bosco would do if he were there, with his throbbing phallus, pumping in and out of her as she continued to work Cruz into a mindless frenzy of sensation, stroking her love button harder and faster to the peak. He imagined both women crying out in orgasm together as he stroked himself coming into the toilet in front of him, his dick jerking as his semen flowed from the tip. He stood there for a moment with one hand braced against the wall as he regained what little composure he had left. He then cleaned then zipped his member back into his pants, washed his hands, and rejoined Faith on the street.
“What, did you fall in? You were gone for ten minutes,” Faith pointed out as she opened the passenger door of the squad car. He looked at her with the smirk of a satisfied man. No, he’d never be able to look at her the same way again. Not if his imagination worked as well later as it just had.
I hope I did this right
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“I wonder if she knows I know.” Bosco thought to himself while watching Faith write out a parking ticket. Swersky had assigned them parking duty for the day. “Can she tell? Am I being too obvious?”
All of these thoughts were running though his head. He had stumbled across a note she had left in the RMP the other night. He had lost a bet with her and had to clean up as part of the deal. He had tried to sweet talk her out of it, but it never works. The note had opened his eyes to the way she had been acting of late. Always in a good mood, letting him get away with things cause she had other stuff on her mind. He hadn’t been able to put his finger on it until he had found that note wrinkled up note stuck between the seats.
“Thanks for such a great time the other night. I have never been with a woman before, and the things we did together convinced me that I should never go back to men. I felt things that I have never felt before. You are the most amazing lover I have ever had. I’m glad we put our differences behind us to become such good friends and lovers. Maritza”
Faith was getting laid on a regular basis.
It wasn’t even that fact that was bothering him. He had gone for years listening to how she and that dirt bag Fred got it on, much to his disgust. It was who she was doing it with.
“I still can’t believe it, I would never have thought in a million years”.
“Thought what?” Faith replied
Shit. Had he said that out loud? Think quick. He looked around at the stores trying to find something, anything.
“Uh, eggs are over 3 dollars for a dozen. I remember when they were a dollar fifty. Those chickens are probably eatin’ better than we do”. As soon as the words came out he wanted to take them back. Damn it, it’s the look. The look that says that you are a complete idiot, and she doesn’t know how you’ve survived this far in life.
“Since when are you worried about the price of eggs?” she asked in that “are you retarded” tone. “The last time I was at your place all you had in the fridge was beer and soda. Are you feelin’ alright? You’ve been actin’ kinda weird lately. Did something happen with your Mom?”
“Ma’s fine. I was just thinkin’ out loud. Don’t worry about it.” He breathed a sigh of relief when she turned back to the ticket book. Her hair was falling out of the clip she uses to keep it out of her face, lightly brushing the side. He watched as she pushed it back behind her ear, and wondered if Cruz did that for her when they were doing it.
All he had been able to think about since he had found that note was the two of them together. Cruz was a wildcat in bed, and he had barely been able to keep up with her. He wondered if she still did that thing with her…, you know, she probably does, it drove him wild, it would drive a chick even wilder. The two of them rubbing up against each other. Their hair framing their faces as they kissed each other, tongues sliding in and out as they ran their feminine hands over each others bodies.
Bosco stood straight from where he had been leaning, having to uncross his legs to relieve the pressure slowly building between them. He had to stop it. He wasn’t gonna get anything done thinking the way that he was. But he had to do something about the bulge pressing against the zipper of his pants.
“Yo, Faith. Gotta take a leak, I’ll be back in a few,” he called out to her.
Faith waved him off without looking up from what she was doing. He walked to the closest diner and asked where the bathrooms were. The chick behind the counter pointed him towards the back. He made a beeline through the door and into a stall.
He undid his pants carefully, making sure not to get caught in the zipper. He took his cock out and started sliding his hand up and down the hard shaft , as in his mind he imagined Faith and Cruz getting it on. He could see it now, both females being so forceful that they couldn’t decide who the aggressor was. Faith laying down on the bed while Cruz licked her way from Faith’s mouth, down her neck, and to her breasts, taking a hard nipple in her mouth and lightly worrying it between her teeth, then lavishing the same attention on the other one. Kissing her way down Faith’s torso, down to the apex of her legs, where there was a damp heat just begging to be sampled.
Bosco had to stifle a groan as he thought about what would happen next. He started gently squeezing the head of his manhood as he worked his hand over it. Faith wouldn’t be happy just receiving, no. She would want to take as much control as she could. She would pull Cruz away just before sliding her tongue into the pink folds of her pussy. She would maneuver her so that they could both give each other pleasure. Faith would touch her tongue to Cruz’ tight clit, lightly flicking it so as to tease her. She would suck it between her lips gently, so as not to bruise the sensitive nub. She slid her one finger, and then another, gently into her cunt, still working on the small clit with her mouth. At this point Cruz was mimicking Faith in her ministrations. She took her tongue from Faith’s clit and shoved it home, just as Bosco would do if he were there, with his throbbing phallus, pumping in and out of her as she continued to work Cruz into a mindless frenzy of sensation, stroking her love button harder and faster to the peak. He imagined both women crying out in orgasm together as he stroked himself coming into the toilet in front of him, his dick jerking as his semen flowed from the tip. He stood there for a moment with one hand braced against the wall as he regained what little composure he had left. He then cleaned then zipped his member back into his pants, washed his hands, and rejoined Faith on the street.
“What, did you fall in? You were gone for ten minutes,” Faith pointed out as she opened the passenger door of the squad car. He looked at her with the smirk of a satisfied man. No, he’d never be able to look at her the same way again. Not if his imagination worked as well later as it just had.