FFF - Babes in Blue

Word Limit: 220-240

Key Words: authority, blue

Forbidden Words: law, order

#1 - Boobs in Blue

You know, I could get fired for this

You hate your job, so who cares?

Who cares? I care, I like paying for food an TV and, I dunno, clothes.

Just quit?

Really?  And how are we going to make any money?

I could be a cam-girl.

No

I could be an escort

Hell No

Why not?  We swing.

I know, but that’s different.

Why?

It’s for fun, not money.

So, I can be a slut, but not a hooker?  Can we talk about this later?

Why not now?

‘Cause I’m almost naked

And?

Wet?

And

Horny as fuck, now, take the picture.

Spread wider.

By whose authority?

Mine, your partner, your lover, your boss.

Boss, eh? We’ll see about that.

I’m sure we will. Now spread

How wide?

I want your lips to open

With my fingers?

No fingers, just spread

But then I’d be showing…

Everything?

Yes, everything.

That’s what I want to see

But we agreed these would be tasteful.

Well, our goals are shifting.

To Where?

I’m not sure yet.  Unbutton your shirt and tip back the hat.

Then they’ll see my face.

I know, you’ll be famous, the sexiest cop in town. “Boobs in Blue”

Now what?

Just a few more.

Can you see it?

What?

I’m dripping.

Good

Drooling, really.

Wonderful

So, about my new job idea?

OK, you win.  You can do it for money, but I get to watch.

Of course, Officer.

(240)

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#2 - Parking Garage

It was her turn to take our uniforms to the cleaners.  Ever since we became partners on the beat we took turns, my guy, her guy.  Drop off was Monday after roll call, pickup was Thursday after safety briefings or neighborhood watch meetings.  It was nice to have a schedule.

After the Canyon Heights Watch meeting, I looked around be Rachel wasn’t there.  Sometimes she ducked out to get us a soda at the bodega around the corner, but she was always back before I finished shaking hands and answering questions about “those dang kids.”

With Rachel no where to be found, I walked toward our patrol car, content to wait out her flirting with some single dad from the meeting or a trip to the bathroom.

I turned the corner to our secluded, and safe, parking spot and there she was.  She smiled at me.

I was stunned.  “What the fuck, Rachel, who are you meeting?”

She made eye contact.  “You.”

“We can’t.”

She spread her legs and beautiful pink lips unfolded to my view.

“We can,” she unbuttoned her service-blue shirt, “and we will.”

Not one to buck authority, I dropped to my knees and kissed her.  Her mouth was warm and inviting, so I straightened up and filled it with my cock. She swallowed every drop, licked her lips, and looked up.

“OK officer”, she shifted wider, “Let’s see if you know how to handle a nightstick.”

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I hope you liked them.  They are certainly fun to write.  Now, go look for something blue that isn't balls, and see who else joined in!!

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A simple assignment

 

Word Limit: 250-270

Key Words: ink, pink

Forbidden Words: pen, Zen

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The assignment was simple,
“Write your favorite poem from the Tao-Te-Ching in a calligraphy style of your choosing. 
Explain your choice of canvas, pen, and ink and the history of each.”

No problem. 

I was a senior art major, with a boyfriend and job all lined up after graduation.  
Together for 2 years, Daryl was safe, reliable, decent in bed, from a good family.

Rachel waved to me after class, made small talk, then asked about the assignment.
We discussed options, then she blushed, leaned in, and whispered an idea.

Her apartment was warm, clean, sparse, but full of her style, it was hers 100%.

She offered me a beautiful pink silk robe and, blushing, directed me to the bathroom.  When I stepped out, we were both naked under the silks.

Charlie, do you consent to act as my canvas?

Yes

She took my hand and led me to the couch, covered in a sheet. She stood in front of me and removed my robe,
exposing me, my nipples hardened.

Now me, she whispered.

I touched her for the first time, my fingertips easing the silk from her frame until it puddled on the floor. 
I fought to catch my breath.

She asked me to lay back, I did.

She asked me to spread, I did

I would do anything for her soft voice and gentle brush that felt like a warm dry tongue on my bare skin.

I spread ever wider for her, inviting her gaze, her strokes, the touch of her brush without shame or restraint.

Edging, painting, writing, creating art and orgasms in equal measure.

Poetry indeed.

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Just one this week, for now, it's only Wednesday, so who knows?

A54

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FFF - The Jacket

    

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She thought about running after the truck, but it was cold, and she was in heels, and public works still hadn’t fixed the street.  What was the point?  Was it worth twisting an ankle?  No. She’d keep his jacket for one more week.  She’d spend one more week smelling him, wearing it and nothing else while thinking about what a fool she was.  What a cliché. But what else could she do?  This wasn’t “Pretty Woman” and she wasn’t Julia Roberts, there would be no fairytale ending this time. (90)

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Debbi hurried around the apartment.  She cursed herself for sleeping. The apartment was a mess, and she hadn’t done her hair or picked an outfit.  She adjusted the blinds, plugged in the power strips, and turned on her computer, three cameras, and 4 lights.  “This is ridiculous.” She thought as she adjusted the lighting around her bed.  “All to make a few bucks.”

She checked her watch, “Where the hell is Janice?”  As if summoned by magic, the doorknob turned and Janice walked in, looking adorably frazzled, holding 2 coffees, her makeup kit, and smelling like spring.  Everything would be OK now.  Everything was better with Janice around. 

She bounced over to greet her, taking her load and putting it all on the entry table, and kissing her deeply.

“Don’t ever abandon me.” She said.

“I’d be a fool if I ever did.”

Janice quieted her with a kiss and their tongues played over the soft taste of coffee.  They pulled apart and got to work.

Janice sat at the desk, logged in, posted the teaser, set-up the request queue, the donation box, and texted Debbie’s followers on all the socials.

“Are you ready?”

Debbie came out wearing Janice’s favorite heels, sheer stockings, and the panties and bra they bought together. Janice swiveled to get a good look.

“What do you think?”  Debbie kissed her. Janice’s hand slid up Debbie’s inner thigh and stroked the soft silk.

Debbie moaned and spread her legs.  Taking the hint, Janice worked a finger inside.

“Oh, fuck.”

Janice sucked on Debbie’s tongue, pulling it into her mouth as her finger circled.

“Now you’re ready.”  Debbie gasped, panted, and nodded her head.

With a flick, the camera feeds lit up and Debbie walked into frame, sitting on the corner of the bed, her legs spread.

“Hello Lovers!” she said. 

Debbie reached behind and pulled a leather jacket from under the pillows.

“Today, we are auctioning off a special jacket, left behind be an ex- friend.”  Debbie removed her bra and slipped on the jacket.

“I certainly hope no one emailed today’s link to his wife. How embarrassing.”

She grabbed her favorite toy.

“Let’s get started.”

 (360)

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OH MY GOSH!!!  Sassy joined in!!!  and Lexi @ Eris & Psycho and of course, our host, MAX!!

Word Limit: 80-90 *or* 350-360

Key Words: fool, abandoned

Forbidden Words: trash, garbage

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I don't know if anyone reads "the author's comments" but I do.  I liked the picture, and the prompts, and the first bit came out quite quickly as I only had a few minutes until my house woke up and my writing time was done.  After finishing it in just 90 words, I realized there had to be a 2nd part of the story.  What do we do with reminders of a past the didn't work out?  

Thanks to Max for hosting and keeping this going, and to Lexi and Sassy for being such wonderful friends for many many years now.  xoxo