Twisted Chaos

Jace

This woman is making it hard to concentrate on doing my job right now. With long brown hair with red lowlights, deep brown eyes and an olive complexion, she is gorgeous. Her tits are perfect and she has a nice round ass that compliments her shape. The black silk robe she is wearing shows just what I want to see. Oh, the things I would do to her. I have to remember I'm on the job. I can't be thinking about fucking the hell out of the victim. My dick instantly starts twitching at the thought. As she looked me in the eyes, when I grabbed her arm earlier, I could feel how her body responded to me. I think there is more to her than she lets on. I've been with a lot of women and I can usually tell when someone is into the things that I am. I just have to push these thoughts out of my head. At least, until the case is over. 

I follow her to her office, watching her ass sway as she walks down the hall decorated with beautiful paintings. I see her friend Anna watching me as I watch her best friend, like a hunter stalks its prey. At this point, I can't help but look. She shoots me a grin. At least she isn't offended. Damn. I have to focus. My dick is getting harder and I'm not going to be able to hide it for long. Dead bodies, car wrecks, blood... I have learned to think about morbid shit to control my dick in times where it is necessary. I usually don't come across victims that are so attractive. I have never had one that I instantly wanted to fuck. Actually, I have been a cop for 3 years and the thought of fucking with someone from work has never crossed my mind. My job means everything to me, I've worked so hard to get to where I am. My life hasn't always been good. My childhood was terrible, the things I went through are the reason I became a cop. I wouldn't risk that for just anything. However, she might be the exception. 

After walking what feels like miles, we finally get to the office. It's pristine, just like the rest of the house. There is a massive desk sitting in front of a wall of windows overlooking the property. A white suede couch is to the left of me, accompanied by antique end tables. On the wall to the right, there are monitors showing the security cameras that are placed all over the property. The same wall holds a bunch of pictures of Aria and other celebrities along with a shelf full of awards. A minibar stocked with decanters full of whiskey is neatly placed in the corner. I wish my office looked like this. Once I'm done taking in the room, I look over at Aria who isn't hiding the fact she is checking me out. She doesn't seem to mind that I see her staring at my crotch. God blessed me with a large dick, my uniform showcases it. 

When I first became a cop, people told me that this uniform would make women throw themselves at me. It has proven to be true. Apparently, a lot of women have a thing for a man in uniform. Badge bunnies is what we like to call them. I can tell from the way Aria is looking at me, she is one of those women. She licks her lips as she stares at me. I meet her gaze and wink. Any other woman would have blushed after being caught staring at someone's dick, but not her. She is fierce and confident. She shows no signs of shame or embarrassment. If anything, I think it turns her on knowing that I see her. Interesting. I need to get this statement done so I can see what she is all about.