Chapter 21

The next day, Jamie and George were patrolling in the downtown area, chatting as partners usually do.

“C’mon, Jamie,” George was saying. “I know that you and Gloria are going through a rough patch right now, but you have to get some me time for yourself, man, or you’ll go nuts.”

“Leave it alone, George,” Jamie kept deflecting his partner’s argument. “You know I love my wife. I would never do something like that to her.”

This had been going on for months now ever since he had confided that his wife wouldn’t even let him touch her ever since her assault. And George kept trying to set him up with women that he knew that would help him relieve his ... tenseness.

“What if the chick doesn’t see you?” George suggested.

Having learned of his father’s latest addition to his Sex Shop, he thought this might be a good compromise for his partner. He picked up the hand mike and called in.

“Peter-Robert-15 to base,” he said. “We’ll be 10-7 at Bob’s Shop.”

“10-4, 15,” the dispatcher confirmed the notification. “Showing you 10-7 at Bob.”

He then turned to his partner and gave him a wink.

“Turn right at Hubbard,” he told him.

“What are you planning?” Jamie looked at him suspiciously as he made the turn.

As they approached Robert Benton’s Sex Shop, two young teenaged girls were slipping in through the back entrance for their first day as gloryhole sluts.

“This is gonna be so much fun,” the 15-year-old was smiling as she started taking her clothes off.

“I’m still not too sure about this,” Kelly nervously told her. “I mean, what if someone recognizes us.”

“Now how can they recognize us if they can’t see us,” Britney smiled back. “Now c’mon, get your clothes off so we can get on our dildos.”

Truth be told, even since they had first experienced those Sybian vibrators they couldn’t wait for this day to come. Their first day working in a Sex Shop giving total strangers blowjobs while riding these amazing vibrating saddles. And all the money they could get for this only helped sell them on the idea.

They knew that the store wouldn’t open for another two hours, but they wanted to get here early so they could have some fun time on their own with the outrageous chairs that Robert had prepared for them.

A few minutes later George was knocking at the store door until his father appeared to see his son standing there in uniform. He unlocked and let them in, closing and locking the door behind them as his store wasn’t open for business yet.

“Son, is something wrong?” He asked, slightly concerned at his presence here. “Why are you here this early, and in uniform?”

“Nothing for you to worry about, Pops,” George reassured him. “My buddy Jamie here just has a problem that I thought you could ... you know, help him with. What do you say, Pops, a quickie for Jamie here.”

Robert looked over at Officer McDowell suspiciously, thinking that maybe the man might know about his daughter’s dealings with him. But the man just fidgeted nervously as his son was talking to him.

“Well, son, I’m not even sure if my girls are in yet,” he told his son in a hushed voice. “Gimme a sec to check out back.”

And with that Robert stepped into the back room as George rejoined his partner.

“Dad’s just checking something out,” George explained. “He’ll be back in a sec.”

To gain entry in the back room, Robert had to go out the alley and use the other door where the girls were.

Hearing the door opening, the two teenagers quickly covered themselves with their hands, trying to hide their nakedness to whoever was walking in on them. They were quickly relieved to see that it was Robert, which Kelly now knew was the father of her ‘Uncle’.

“Oh, it’s you, Mr. Benton,” she sighed in relief.

“Benton?” Britney stared at her at hearing the name. “That George fella from your birthday party?”

“Err, yeah,” Kelly blushed at keeping this bit of information from her friend. “Robert’s his Dad.”

“And you kept this from me the whole time?” Britney suddenly felt betrayed.

“Now-now, girls,” Robert stepped in to calm things down. “And no, Kelly didn’t know about my relationship with George. We just kind of found this out this past weekend totally by accident, I assure you Britney.”

“Wha ... how?” Britney asked, still suspicious of her friend.

“‘Uncle’ George invited us over to his new place for a Bar-B-Q,” Kelly tried to explain. “And while we were there, well, Mr. Benton and his wife showed up. That’s when I found out he was George’s Dad, and oh yeah, George is the one who bought Damien from Mr. Matthews.”

“No!?!” Britney gasped at this bit of news. “Really?!?”

Now that things seemed to have been settled between them, Robert returned to the reason he had come in here in the first place.

“Listen, girls,” he told them. “I know it’s still early, but I have a special request on the other side for a special customer. So, how about one of you taking care of this for me, okay?”

“Sure,” Britney grinned expectantly. “So, which one do you want for this guy?”

“Err, why not do it by chance,” Kelly suggested, still nervous about being picked for this task.

“I like your way of thinking, Kelly,” Robert grinned. “Tell you what, why don’t you both get in your cubicles and whichever one he picks, you do, okay.”

As the young teens settled themselves on their Sybian vibrators and lowered the chair until their mouth was up against the hole on the wall of their cubicle, Robert made his way back to the front where his son and Kelly’s father was waiting.

As he rejoined the two Officers in his shop, he nodded to his son, letting him know that his girls were available.

“Go on, Jamie,” George nudged his shoulder. “Get on back there and work your stress out, man. It’ll do you a world of good.”

Shrugging, Officer McDowell relented and made his way to the back rooms. He felt bad about going through with this, but he also realized that his partner was right also. The tension building up between his wife and himself was starting to affect his judgement, as well as his temperament at work. So maybe getting a blowjob from some stranger might work to his benefit.

“You’ll need this,” Robert said as he slipped him a $20 as he walked by him.

Jamie snatched it up and disappeared into the darkened hallway.

Robert then turned to his son with a questioning look on his face.

“How did you know about my new line of service, son?” He asked.

“Pops, really!” George grinned, quickly lowering his voice. “I am a cop, remember! I hear stuff! Stuff like who those girls you have back there.”