PREVIOUSLY ON CH 20
EP 21
I placed phone calls to Paul McCormick in the hopes of borrowing one of his 150-pound dummies. He agreed immediately. I could pick it up at any time. My next call was to the superintendent of schools to inquire about the procedure needed to use the high school track. That was easier than I thought. All I would need was a letter on Police Department letterhead requesting the dates. My final call was to the Sheriff’s Office to ask about using their firing range. Once again, all I had to do was plan about two weeks in advance and as many as five slots would be set aside for us. I also made arrangements for the city to reimburse the Sheriff for any ammunition we used there.
I pieced together a memo to all police officers—even station house personnel—regarding the new performance standards and scheduling them. I added a final paragraph informing all personnel that failure to appear for testing would be viewed as insubordination that would result in unpaid suspension from the force for a period to be determined or outright dismissal.
“Kind of strong, isn’t it, Matt?”
“Yeah, it is, Daryl, but we’ve been hired to clean up a mess that’s been in existence for years. I’m not going to pussyfoot around. I already have a plan to hire a bunch of minorities and you’re going to be a big part of it.”
I’m a decent typist, but Daryl is a pro. He had it done in only a couple of minutes then we made 150 copies on Lucy’s printer. Once that was done I drove us to City Hall to make an official appearance at police headquarters which was located at the rear of the building. We walked in together—Lucy, Daryl, Max, and me. We stepped up to the desk and I told the Sergeant, “I’m Matt Cahill, the new Chief of Police, and this is Daryl Evans who is a new lieutenant. I believe you already know Ms. Bascomb. I want you to know that I will be starting officially tomorrow morning. When do officers report for duty?”
“Our shift runs from 8:00 a.m. to 4:00 p.m. Most of us show up between 7:15 and 7:30 to dress and be briefed after roll call.”
“Post a bulletin where everyone can and will see it that there will be inspection immediately following the roll call for all on shift. That includes uniformed station personnel.”
“Inspection?”
“You heard me correctly. A record will be kept of infractions and I will distribute information regarding the new performance standards. Thank you for your cooperation, Sergeant. We’ll see you in the morning.” We turned away and walked toward the door, but all of us could clearly hear the sergeant when he said, “Holy Shit!”
Our next stop was the shop that provided the uniforms. After explaining who we were the owner tried to show us the same brown uniforms that the police had worn for years. I asked if he had any white shirts and navy pants. He did and told us he could sew on the required American Flag and name and rank by close of business. We signed the voucher for the city and left, returning two hours later.
We ate at home that night with Daryl and Jasmine joining us. They appeared to be getting along quite well. I reminded myself to talk about them with Lucy later when we were in bed. It wasn’t first on my agenda, but I knew we’d talk before we slept.
Dinner was great, as usual. Lucy’s cook had grilled a big slab of sirloin just the way I liked it—medium rare—with baked potatoes and fresh string beans from one of the local farms. Lucy and Jasmine drank wine—a Merlot Lucy told me was from the Napa Valley in northern California. Daryl and I drank ginger ale. Tomorrow was too big a day to risk messing up by drinking too much. We all turned in early in anticipation of a big day.
Lucy and I had our arms around each other as we ascended the stairs, but she stopped halfway to turn and kiss me. Rather than break it I lifted her easily and carried her all the way to our bedroom. We stripped each other with well practiced efficiency and stepped together into the shower. We washed quickly in our urgency to couple—to become one. I was still a bit damp when we jumped into bed together. Then Lucy once again showed her immense love for me by going down on my already fully erect cock.
Kneeling between my legs, Lucy kept her eyes on mine as her tongue actively laved the sensitive underside of my organ. I was delirious in my lust for her, so much so that I leaned forward, took her hips in my hands and lay back with Lucy lying atop me. We kissed again, the taste of my own cock on her tongue dissuading me not at all. My hands clutched Lucy’s body while hers sought out my cock, moving it into perfect position to penetrate her hot tight tunnel. She was wet—actively oozing—as I stretched her seemingly to the breaking point. I knew that this was her favorite part of making love so I moved very, very slowly as I pressed up and into her.
We moved together, tentatively at first, but building speed and intensity as our passion grew. Before long we were chugging like a team of locomotives, Lucy’s clit digging a deep furrow into my abdominals as she twisted my organ through her rapid movements. We made the most heated and sweaty love every day—sometimes more than once. Okay…usually more than once, so great was our need for each other. Yet, despite our frequency, we always came explosively and tonight’s experience was no different. I knew that some couples never experienced simultaneous orgasms, but for Lucy and me it was the norm. Tonight I beat her to the mark, but she was only seconds behind me.
We lay exhausted in post-coital bliss as our breathing slowly returned to normal. Lucy’s head was on my shoulder and I knew she was ready for sleep when I spoke. “Lucy, honey—I noticed that Jasmine and Daryl seem to be getting along really well.”
She laughed and after a few seconds moved up to kiss me. “For a smart observant man you sure can be oblivious. They are so into each other it’s scary…almost as scary as you and me. They’re not living together yet, but ‘YET’ is the operative word. Jasmine spent the entire weekend at Daryl’s house so I’m sure they’ll be together pretty soon.”
“That’s great; they’re wonderful people and they deserve the best. Okay, thanks for the update. Let’s get to sleep. I have to get up early.”
“We’re both getting up early. For one thing—you’re going to need a decent breakfast. And, I have a surprise for you. You’ll know what it is when you see it.” I tried to wheedle it out of her, but Lucy just kissed me then snuggled really close and pulled the blanket over us. The next thing I knew the alarm was ringing.
