"Are you sure about this, I really don't want to put you out." Mara said as she followed Sam over to a white truck. It was an unmarked undercover Police truck. "Absolutely", he opened the truck door for her. The first day in a new place was certainly an exciting one, she thought.
They weren't too far from her house. She had taken a walk and sort of got lost and stopped over at the bar. For a split second, she hesitated to get in the car. What if he was a crazy psycho! I mean yeah he was a cop, but that didn't mean he couldn't be dangerous.
"So where are you at?" he asked as he climbed in the car. Mara stood there for a second, and let the thought pass her over. "It's the Garden Terrace Townhomes." "Oh yeah, I know where it is I have a friend there, you said you just moved in?" "Yes, today," she laughed. It's been a long process, I'm not from around here." "I kind of figured, no southern drawl," he smiled. She was enjoying the drive. The day was filled with unpacking and she felt a little lonely towards the end of the night.
The move had taken longer than expected and she had been stressed for some time. Finally things were starting to settle down. "I moved from a small town not far from Pittsburgh. My daughter is going to Vanderbilt." "Oh that's great, how old is she?" he asked. "She's 20.. in her sophomore year. We wanted to make sure she really loved it, before I picked up and moved over here."
Sam was trying to do the math in his head. She must have been a young mom, he thought. He was turning into the parking lot following Mara's hand, pointing to one of the townhouses down on the left. "And uhm, did you leave a lot of family behind back in Pittsburgh?"
Mara looked down and then back at him. " Well not really.. my husband ..died a few years ago." "Sam looked surprised and suddenly felt horrible for asking. "Oh I'm sorry." he said "Yeah thanks. It's just, it was kind of hard to stay back there without him or Jillian, my daughter. She loves it here and we're really close."
He pulled in and parked. He didn't want to be too pushy, but he also didn't want their night to be over. They sat in the car for a minute, silent. Mara should have been tired, but yet felt excitement somewhere deep down. Something inside her thought she didn't want to say goodnight either. "Would you like to come in for a drink? I don't have too much, "she laughed. Sam looked up at her and their eyes caught each other, he smiled "Yeah, no that's fine, that would be great."
Sam followed her inside, some furniture was scattered around. Nothing had been set up yet. The townhouse was mostly white inside with nice hardwood floors. They walked into the kitchen that still had some boxes unopened. Sam wasn't sure how he should play this. He wanted to be respectful, but at the same time he couldn't stop thinking about her body underneath those overalls. He was afraid his hard on in his pants was going to give him away.
She stood on her toes trying to get a glass out of the cabinet. He couldn't help but stare at her milky white thighs, 'ahh hold it together Sam' he thought to himself. She went over to the fridge and then handed him a glass of Iced tea. She was facing him, smiling that beautiful smile.
Sam ever so slowly brushed her hair that was barely just touching her shoulder behind her ear. An instant shiver went down her back. She had never done anything like this, brought home a man she'd just met. Not even in college before she met her husband.
"I just realized," he smiled. I don't even know your name." But before he could finish, Mara found all her courage and kissed him. He pulled her into him. Mara's breasts were pushed up against his hard chest, spilling out of her tank top. He placed the drink down and ran his hand behind her head kissing her. She tasted so good, like sweet wine. He felt for whatever reason he couldn't explain, that he hadn't really kissed a woman like this in a long time.
He picked her up and her legs wrapped around him. He placed her on the countertop. Boxes were everywhere and he pushed one in his haste. It fell to the floor and they heard a glass break. He pulled away from her and they both looked down.
"I hope that wasn't too important." he smiled innocently. She pulled him back into the kiss and she could feel his manhood poking her in just the right spot. He ran his hand up over her breast and started to knead them. She moaned out in pleasure and felt her panties starting to get damp. Then, wait, did she just feel something vibrate?
She looked up at him confused. "Ah shit. Sorry I'm on call tonight, one sec." He picked up his phone out of his jean pocket and answered, "Yeah Howell here, what's up?" She was looking at his amazing ass. Oh god Mara, you're acting like a teenager she laughed to herself. He turned around and flashed his cute smile at her. "Yeah, ok what's the address?" Ok I'll head over now."
Suddenly her heart sank, but then reality set back in. What the hell was she thinking in the first place! She doesn't even know this guy. She just couldn't deny the attraction she felt. He was a good foot taller than her. He looked down and turned to face her, " I really don't want to go," he said. "But we just had someone report a stolen car, this is the fifth one." Mara looked surprised. "Oh no, it's ok." she looked around. "I mean it's not like I even have a bed yet" she laughed. "Listen, I don't want you to get the wrong idea about me. I've never done anything like this," she whispered.
He walked back over to her, "I have a lot of ideas about you, and if they're wrong then I don't want to be right." He found her mouth again and they kissed. "You still didn't tell me your name," he said. She jumped off the counter and walked him toward the door. "You're a cop, I'm sure you can figure it out." She smiled coyly. "Good night officer, don't work too hard." She looked so sweet he didn't know how he was going to walk away. Especially when he felt like he needed an ice cold shower.