My hand was almost shaking in anticipation as I raised the key Tanya had given me up to push it into the key hole. I had familiarized myself with the neighborhood on the brief walk here. It was rough. Full of whores searching for money, street beggars.. corrupt gangsters. And I couldn't help but wonder why the most spiffy broad I had ever laid eyes on had chosen here to meet.

I pushed open the door to the block of flats. Glancing down to the two keys dangling from the ring as I made my way upstairs. My determination had blocked out my judgement of my current surroundings, dirt and grime lined the stairwell, and the piercingly loud noises from behind each door I passed made my ears burn. Finally I'd reached my destination. 3rd floor. Number 63. I'd been repeating the address over and over in my mind. Slotting the key into the door, I warily pushed it open. My heart was racing, it felt like it was wedged in my throat. Why was I like this? I was so used to taking women it had become second nature. Maybe it was because this dame was ordering me around. I didn't like it, but I couldn't help but play along.

"About time."

My eyes settled on the beauty laid out on the bed, shoulders back, chest pushed out. Each time I saw Tanya again, I felt like a schoolboy being punished. Punished because I had stolen someone else's candy. She sat up on the bed, her eyes dragging up and down my body like she was about to examine me.

"Make yourself comfortable. I won't be a minute."

I lost sight of the beautiful angel again as she disappeared into the connecting bathroom. A sudden pang of guilt ran through me, this would be the ultimate betrayal. My partner's sister. I had promised the boys never to involve myself in their families and them with mine. Why was I here? Damn, I couldn't leave now. I had to have my goddess in one way or another. I'd been waiting too long.


The doorknob turned and Tanya glided back into the room. She was wearing a red silk robe that was covered in small flowers and tied at the waist, she turned around to close the door gently behind her. She'd untied her hair, and it fell down her back like a golden waterfall, smooth and shining in the little light filling the room. She turned to me, capturing me with her eyes, slowly undoing the sash of her robe. She shrugged it off her shoulders and stood there, letting me see her beauty. She was incredibly gorgeous−the feminine ideal, all rounded curves and mysterious shadows. She wore only a strapless bra and laced panties. I had no idea where she had gotten the stockings, but they were jet black and stopped at mid-thigh, leaving patches of creamy porcelain skin bare on either side. The panties just covered her sex, leaving a shadow that seemed filled with promise and mystery. She leaned back against the door.

I could feel desire rising in me as heaviness rushed to my groin. The way her bare shoulders, rounded and simple, lead to the swell of her breasts, held tight by the laced bra, was a site stunning enough for me to get lost in for days. Underneath the cotton band I could see the shadow of her nipples. I swallowed hard; fuck did I want her right now. But I kept my confidence. I was a police officer. And this encounter was merely another evening job. Another woman.

"Come here, let me see you properly." Even though we both knew full well I could see her perfectly.

"Tonight, this is all for you." she said, sashaying toward me. She climbed onto the bed and straddled me, knees bent, our groins pressed together. I had to gasp when she settled her weight on top of me. Already my erection was straining my pants, and I could feel the hollow of her sex and they way we were going to fit together. Like the last pieces of a puzzle. I let my hands settle on her knees and run up her thighs. Stopping when I felt the lace of her panties underneath my fingertips. She undid my tie, slowly removing it from lodged under my collar. I watched her pull it firmly either side, the middle of the material standing to attention.

"I can use this later."

Sitting above me, she stared into my eyes, a smile playing around her lips as she slowly reached behind her with one hand and undid the fasteners of her bra. With her other hand, she held the cloth as it started to fall away from her. Holding the loose band, she dropped her eyes in false modesty before glancing at me again as she pulled the material away. She extended a finger and, pushing slightly in the center of my chest, let me fall to my back on the bed.

I caught sight of her perfect breasts. Tipped with tight pink nipples. I raised a hand and, with my thumb, traced a line from her collarbone to slide down to her nipple. I watched her blink slowly and throw her head back with a sigh. Emboldened by her reaction, I took both breasts in my hands, feeling their soft fleshy weight. She liked that, I knew how to please a broad. She gasped slightly, grabbing my hands in her own, she leaned over me until her hair fell like curtains on either side of our faces. Her milk chocolate eyes crinkling at the corners as she smiled. "Ready for a ride, chief?" she whispered. She brushed her lips across mine, all breathy and teasing.

I flipped us over on the bed so I was on top of her, kissing her, running my hands down her sides. "You have to earn it first." I kissed her hungrily, thrusting my tongue into her mouth, sucking on her lips. Letting my hands travel down either side of her thighs, feeling them spread apart to accompany me in-between her long legs. I felt the vibration of her moan bouncing off my lips. She needed me like I needed her. The sweet smell of desire filled the room.

She started clawing at my shirt. "Well, first, we need to take off some more of these clothes," she breathed. I sat back so I was on my knees, reared above her. I grabbed my shirt, making quick work of the buttons before I flung horizontally across the room.

"Ooh.."

I felt her warm hands trailing over the mounds of muscles built up over my chest and stomach.

"The chief has been working hard."

She pushed against my shoulders, catching me off-guard, switching our bodies over so I sank back down into the mattress. She yanked my loosened pants and briefs down my legs and my erection sprang free. I raised my hips involuntarily, seeking heat and friction and she took advantage of my position to pull my pants down to my knees.

I groaned loudly, unable to stop myself, and my hips bucked upwards when she took me in her hand. My eyes rolled backwards in my head. What the fuck was going on? I couldn't even think. My heart was pumping at what felt like a thousand beats per minute. This had never happened to me before. A woman had me at her mercy. She had me good.

"Mmm, there's so much of you," she whispered, and she ran her hand up my shaft, spreading the moisture there on the top of the head and sliding her hand back down again.

It was like being squeezed by fire, the heat and the pressure of her hand. I held my breath as she released me and started to move up my body until the fierce white hot heat of her sex was pressed against mine. She raised herself on her knees and with her hand, pulled me so the tip of my throbbing erection just rested against her outer lips. Resting her hands on my chest, she moved her hips in a circle, teasing me, letting the warm slickness of her sex cover the head with her juices. I reached my hand down, only for it to be hit away again. "Patience," she murmured softly.

I was unable to do more than groan, incoherent with the lust throbbing like a beat through my veins. I pushed my shoulders and heels into the bed trying to raise my hips higher toward the promise of sliding inside this beauty. And then she slid herself downward, enveloping me in her heat and tightness.

"Oh my god," she moaned, inhaling a breath, her plump lips parting as she ground herself down into me. Raising and descending herself on my hardness repeatedly, her hips moving in waves.

I grasped a tight hold on her hips, watching her head fall back. It was like heaven enveloped around me, a sweet feeling of ecstasy.

It felt like only a minute or so had passed when she cried out my name as the highest pleasure washed over us both. I rode the spasms of ecstasy that gripped me, unwilling and unable to shake myself free. Panting, trying to recover myself, I waited as the final waves receded. I'd never felt so lost in the moment, so relaxed and so euphoric. Both positively new feelings to me.


I opened my eyes as she clambered off of me, shocked by the sudden absence of her throbbing heat. I was still stuck on her breathtaking beauty. I put my arm around her shoulder as she turned to lie beside me. "So, gentle Chief, what do you think?" She traced slender finger down my nose and across my lips, I kissed the pad of her fingertip, before she continued down my chin and to my chest.

"Call me Jerry," I mumbled as I turned to gently kiss her head, taking in the sugary sweet scent of her hair. Never had I ever been so comfortable with a woman before. It was like nothing could pull us apart.

"If my brother knew we were on first name terms, I'd be confined to his house."

I watched her arm drape over my chest. My thoughts turning back to Eric, my best friend. What if he found out? I'd be slaughtered. Partner or not. I was currently laid in bed with his sister. Naked.

"He won't have to know." I released my arm from around her shoulder a little, letting her move where she wanted. She was certainly not a dumb dora, and I wouldn't treat her like one.

She turned a little to look straight into my eyes, mine piercing into hers. Getting lost in her dark orbs once again. I could feel the softness of her breasts against my chest, tipped by the delightful firmness of her nipples.

"Then how about round 2?" she whispered, her lips moving to settle inches from mine. I was already hardening in anticipation. "I think that's a yes," she murmured before I covered her lips with my own.

I never wanted to stop fucking her. She was a pure beauty, filled to the brim with ruthless seduction. She'd be all mine, even just for tonight.

Dusk till dawn, I'd claim her.