Jenna did not need to be told twice as she leaned down, spread her open and groaned loudly as she moved in for her first taste. It didn’t take more than a few minutes of Jenna’s wonderful tongue and mouth on her before Sam cried out her name as she exploded with a strong orgasm. She fell forward on the bed and Jenna lay quietly beside her, gently rubbing her back.
Sam rolled onto her back after a few minutes and reached for Jenna. “Baby, come here. I need you over me now.” She helped Jenna maneuver so that she was straddling Sam’s neck. “Oh God, have I ever told you how much I love you from this angle?” Sam said with a groan. She began kissing Jenna’s inner thighs, while her hands explored the softness of her ass cheeks. Her hands took hold Jenna’s hips and pulled her down as reached her tongue for her first taste.
Forty-five minutes later, they were drifting close to sleep as they curled together under the covers. “I love you Sam.” Jenna whispered sleepily.
“And I love you Jenna. More than words can express. I am so lucky you hit on a pregnant lady.” She giggled as Jenna pinched her arm.
“I did not hit on you, you hit on me!” Jenna said laughing. “Either way, I am glad it turned out this way. I can’t think of anyone else I’d rather have a baby with. I don’t want to wait, I think we should go ahead and start trying if you’re okay with that?”
“Of course I am. I can’t wait to see you pregnant. I want this baby just as much as you do. That and God I can’t wait to see your breasts when you’re pregnant.” Sam giggled.
“Oh, go to sleep you horn dog.” Jenna giggled as she snuggled closer and they drifted to sleep.
****
Stacy looked around at the mess in her new apartment. “Thank God, only one more load to bring in from the car and then I have to get this mess organized!” She headed back out to her car to get the last of her purchases.
She surveyed the remaining items in the trunk of her car, calculating if she could carry all of them in without needing to make another trip. She maneuvered all of the bags and headed back towards her apartment, struggling to keep a grip on everything. In her effort to not drop something, she didn’t see the person walking the other direction on the sidewalk and ran head-on into them, dropping two bags in the process. “Shit! I am so sorry..” She glanced up at the person and her eyes grew big.
“Hey relax, no one was hurt right? I hope there was nothing breakable in those bags though.” The other person replied smiling.
Stacy found herself staring at a catalog-worthy, beautiful woman with short-cropped hair who was wearing the uniform of a Charlotte police officer. “I am sorry, I was trying not to drop anything and wasn’t paying attention to where I was walking.”
“Well, apparently neither was I.” The officer said with a mischievous twinkle in her eye. “I guess I could cite you for failure to yield, but I think I can make a one-time exception. Are you new here? I don’t think I’ve seen you around.”
“Well, thank you ma’am for overlooking my poor observation skills, you think I’d be more aware of my surroundings given my job.” Stacy replied smiling.
“Your job requires you to be observant? What is it that you do?” The officer inquired.
“I’m sorry, I’m being rude. My name is Stacy Evans, it’s nice to meet you Officer ….Cash.” She finished lamely as she had to glance quickly at the officer’s name tag. She mentally chided herself for not noticing that right off.
“You can call me Randy, everyone does. And you didn’t say what it was that you did that would require you to be so observant?” Randy asked again.
Stacy found herself staring again. “I’m sorry what?” She asked distractedly.
A small smirk appeared on the officer’s face. “I said you didn’t tell me what you did for a living and I don’t want to have to run you through the system to find out.”
Stacy laughed. “That’s not necessary. I work at the crime lab. I’m a crime scene investigator. Well, I will be as soon as I finish my firearms qualification.”
“Okay, well I have to run. Let me know if you need some help at the target range. It was nice to meet you.” Randy said as she walking away. She stopped and turned around “Oh and I live in 115 if you need to find me, but then you could probably figure that out as a CSI right?” She winked and walked on to her car.
Stacy rolled her eyes. Was I just hit on? Well, if I were interested in women, she would definitely not be my type. She’s gorgeous but I think I would be attracted to a more feminine woman.
The following day she found what looked like a summons taped to her apartment door when she arrived home from work. Great, now what? She pulled it off and carried it inside. She changed out of her uniform and opened the paper to see what it was. CSI Evans, you’ve been summoned to the firing range at 13:00 on Saturday. I checked the schedule and you’re not on Saturday, so make sure you don’t miss or I will have the judge issue a bench warrant. Cpl. Cash.
She picked up the phone and dialed her sister Sam. “Sam, I think I have a problem and I need some advice on how to handle it.” She said as her sister answered the phone.
“What kind of problem? I’ll help if I can!” Sam said laughing.
“Well, the cliff-notes version is that I literally ran into a female police officer yesterday outside my apartment. I’m pretty sure she’s gay and I’m pretty sure she knows I was staring at her. She’s
