"Seven Delta Six, what's your status?" the radio asked, destroying
his daydream of pulling over a woman in a short skirt.
"Dispatch, this is Seven Delta Six, 10- 75, Code-5," Tim said hurriedly,
meaning he was on sight and staking out the area, and not just watching sex
videos.
"10-4, Seven Delta Six, Captain Raleigh wishes to inform you that he will be
10-10 at this location. He doesn't wish to disturb the perpetrator by arriving
in a marked unit."
"10-4, dispatch, I've got it covered. His family is in good hands," Tim
said, opening his sandwich.
"Dispatch out," the radio said.
He turned it down and watched the lights blinking on in the nearby housing
area, while he chewed his sandwich. Night was falling. This is when he usually
tried to download some sex videos online. But he was working. A car pulled up
behind him, stopped, then backed out of sight with great speed. Tim laughed,
eating his sandwich. He doubted if they would have sex again for at least a
week, after that scare. Suddenly he wondered if the car might have belonged to
the perpetrator, rather than young lovers. What better place to hide your car
during a robbery? Maybe that car had all the sex videos in it.
Suddenly the lights came on in 2-h. He was very familiar with that
apartment, he had attended semi- formal functions in Captain Raleigh's apartment
before. There had been one wetting-down ceremony and a bachelor party for the
desk sergeant. Oooh, you should have seen the nasty videos they watched that
night. Some crazy hardcore sex for sure. Hot lesbian sex, anal sex, you name it.
If it was nasty, and it was sex, they watched it. He also new and worshiped Mrs.
Raleigh, aka Sadie, a 32 year old blonde that looked like a Valeric right out of
Norse mythology. She was strong, slender, and physically perfect. He couldn't
help but lick his lips every time he saw her, which did not exactly endear him
to the Captain, but did wonders for his wife's ego. Oh, to have some porn videos
of her.
Tim grabbed up the monocular and held it too his eye. She was untying her
hair. She shook it out while looking out the window in his direction. Tim knew
she couldn't see him in the evening darkness, she was looking at the lights of
the city, far beyond him. He turned and looked himself. Yes, it was a million
dollar view at night, with several magnificently- lit freeways one bordering the
Kern River and reflecting in it's surface. Car lights lit the nearby roads like
Christmas lights, red in one direction, white in the other. And beyond all this
was the magnificent lights of Bakersfield. Bakersfield was splendid at night,
with a million multi-colored lights shimmering in the residual desert heat.
Tim was distracted by headlights flashing on the scenery in his mirror. They
were bouncing, shining up toward the sky as the auto weeded it's way up the
hill. He stopped thinking about sex for a minute.
Was it a prowler, or a young couple looking for a make-out area? Guys
trading their lesbian sex videos? He couldn't sit there wondering, he had a job
to do.
Tim threw open his door, grabbed the monocular and pelted down the road
toward the headlights. He ducked into the bushes, just as the headlights
dropped, highlighting the area where he'd been running. Safely hidden in the
brush, he brought the monocular up to his eye and focused in on the approaching
vehicle. There was one occupant in the vehicle, a young white male of about 18
or 19. Just the kind of guy out looking to get some sex videos. He thought this
was suspicious until the car drew closer and he could make out the back of a
female's head, bobbing in his lap. Oh man, he didn't need videos. He was getting
some real sex. Some people have all the damn luck.
Tim giggled, waiting for the car to pull alongside his position. He knew the
boy would see his cruiser and slam on the brakes in about 15 seconds. When it
passed he had an excellent view of the girl giving him a blowjob. She was cute.
He'd rather see her naked.
Suddenly the boy slammed on the brakes. Dirt and gravel flew as he slammed
the car into reverse and sped down the dirt road in reverse. The girl's head
popped up when he went careening off the ridge of dirt bordering the dirt road.
The car swerved back and forth until it backed out of sight.
"He didn't like my cruiser," Tim mumbled to himself. "Get a room," he said a
little louder. "I need an unmarked car," he mumbled, deep in thought. "Lucky
bastards out having sex while I'm stuck here on stake-out."
Tim suddenly remembered the snakes, broken glass, and garbage littering the
area. Hopping out of the brush, he leaped into the dirt road, then trudged back
to his cruiser. He paused next to the car and rested his elbows on the roof. He
brought the monocular up to his eye and surveyed the Raleigh apartment. Sadie
was nowhere in sight. There was a new metal starburst clock above the cream
colored couch, he noticed. That hadn't been there the last time he visited. He
could see a bright lamp in the living room window, and the white wall of the
dining room beyond. Sadie was nowhere around... wait a minute, he thought. He
focused in on the balcony and found Sadie lifting the cover of a hottub. She was
wearing a white towel around her body. Even as he saw this, she pulled it off
and tossed it over the back of a white plastic chair. She stood naked and
glorious for the world to see. Of course she would be in complete darkness and
feel it was safe to walk nude on her own balcony. She didn't expect a peeping
Tim with a night vision scope.
He had a complete view of her glorious nudity as she walked up the steps of
the hottub, and then back down inside. She sat, presenting him with only a view
of her face and arms.
"You beautiful fucking bitch," he groaned to himself. "You beautiful sweet
fucking bitch." Unfortunately, he learned to talk from watching sex videos.
His cock was throbbing in his pants. He mashed it against the side of the
cruiser, while he watched and waited for her to finish her bath and stand again.
He knew it would be a long wait, but she was worth it.
Tim suddenly realized that he needed to take a piss. He laid down the
monocular, turned and unzipped his pants. It took a moment for him to grow soft
enough to piss. Once he did, the memory of her golden, glorious body made him
hard almost immediately. He turned back to the car, reluctant to put his cock
back into his pants. The metal was cold against his cock, as he leaned against
the cruiser and picked up the monocular once more. He was just in time. Sadie
was sitting on the edge of the hottub, drying the upper half of her body, while
letting her feet kick in the warm water. He had seem some hot sex videos just
like this.
"It must be too hot," he said in happy amazement. What fucking luck. He
ogled her breasts as she went about her business. First she dried her hair, then
she reached behind her and took a brush off a table. She sat brushing out her
hair, looking toward the lights of Bakersfield.
Tim found himself trying to fuck the side of his police cruiser. He looked
down to see his cock rubbing against the top of the crest. He was fucking the G
in highway. Holding the monocular in his left hand, he began stroking his cock
with the right. Ah, just like watching sex videos at home. That was much better,
he thought as he watched his captain's wife. Her legs were closed and facing
him, but at an angle. He wished that she would open them so he could see her
blonde triangle of hair, and those sweet pussy lips. Of course she was being
more than cooperative as it was. Then, as if by magic, she lifted her left leg
and inspected her foot.