The Uniform

"Can't believe he did it! You know? It's one of those things that you talk about for years and years and years, and then it finally happens, and, and..." Stef sighs, "now we have to find a way to pay for it."

"We will." Lena responded, "and I'm sure he's gonna get a really good aid package."
Stef agreed "Yes, and hopefully I will make detective, so that will take some of the pressure off too, right?"

"Honey, I don't want you to do that just for the money." Lena said.
"I'm not, I swear. I, I do really enjoy this line of work, all right? And, and to be quite honest, it's time.
You know, it's long past time for me to get off the beat." Stef replied.
"Well, I know I'm gonna sleep better." Lena said honestly.

Lena walked back to the bathroom, grinned to herself and thought: "screw it". She'd been planning and thinking about putting the uniform on for a while, just to spice things up, but it was never the right time, or they were too tired, or the kids were home. But tonight, on this Friday evening, all the kids were out and with friends, so they had the whole house to themselves.

If Stef did become detective, she wouldn't have her uniform anymore, so Lena knew that it was now or never.

She knew that Stef hated her uniform, but Lena thought she was incredibly sexy in it. The way it showed her curves, the way those pants hugged her butt... Lena got hot just thinking about it.

She was always too scared or embarrassed to tell Stef, but tonight she would just do it.

Lena quickly pulled her pants and underwear down, leaving her top on, took the strap-on out of their bathroom drawer and put the harness on, pulled Stef's uniform out of the laundry basket and put on her shirt and pants.

"I know, love." Stef said. And she did know, she knew how much her job scared Lena, especially after the was shot.
"Me too, if for no other reason than I won't have to be on my feet all day, so hopefully my knees won't hurt all the time, and ugh, I won't have to put on that damn uniform anymore." Stef continued.
"Hey, what's the matter with the uniform?" Lena asked

Lena thought to herself: "yep, tonight was definitely the right night to do this, she might never get this opportunity again."

She grabbed Stef's handcuffs, looked at herself in the mirror and knew she'd get Stef's attention like this.

"It has been an honor to wear it, every day, for the past 20 years, but it's, it's polyblend and it's hot and it's incredibly unattractive. It'd be fine with me if I never saw it again." Stef said, groaning as she thought about that itchy uniform.
Lena appeared in the doorway and asked "never?"

Stef's had snapped up as she looked at Lena "oh my." Stef looked her up and down and she could feel herself growing wet instantly. That's when Lena knew it had the desired effect.

"You have the right to remain silent." Lena ordered.
"Do I?" Stef asked with a smirk.

Lena had to get that smirk off her face. "Mm-hmm." Lena said. "And you better start right now."
"Oh. Okay." Stef complied and threw away her glasses and magazine, while Lena straddled her.

Lena leaned in and kissed her. They put their arms around each other, holding each other close. They both had missed this. Being this close, kissing, enjoying each other.

Stef swung her left arm around Lena's shoulder and put her right hand on her ass. Lena's hands got lost in Stef's short hair.

Their tongues swirled around each other, tasting the other, setting the mood and causing the room temperature to heat up.