Chapter 11

I should have suspected there was something wrong right off the bat and that it was not a normal middle of the week morning that dreary Wednesday in the city that never sleeps.

It was too late now because I was already down at police headquarters swigging down my second cup of overly strong java without benefit of cream or sugar because the spoons were far too dirty to even consider using what with the nasty Asian flu still going around like Montezuma’s revenge on a side trip to Tijuana for a little R and R with no witnesses.

The view from the bench outside my Uncle’s office had me hiding my instant erection as I watched the new Puerto Rican addition to the thin blue line dressed up in an impossibly tight pair of police woman’s trousers that presented her perfect patrol woman’s ass to my penetrating eye that made her bottomless to my eager nasty disposition.

I listened to her machine gun Spanish rattling out like a spray of slugs from a Colt .38 police special at the pair of perps that had been recently scooped up by an early morning patrol over near the docks on the West side. Everybody knew the bad guys could speak English with ease but we all played the game of using a translator because that was usually the first fallback option of any perp that had the bad luck of getting caught red-handed with the goods before they could get away with another unsolved burglary in the Big Apple.

Rita Nunoz was her name and I had asked her out without success right after seeing her for the first time working under my Uncle being used as a decoy to snatch up rapist inside the edge of Central Park dressed like a Harlem streetwalker with black pantyhose and high heels that were hard to walk on and definitely not suitable for running.

She had blown me off that first time instead of a quick blow job in a squad car but her laughing eyes promised me she was considering my proposition all the same.

My Uncle Joe had warned me off her and I figured he had his reasons and I kept my distance but still eyed her like she was an unopened box of candy waiting to be sampled at the first opportunity.

I recognized one of the handcuffed suspects as the prick with the red eyes that had tried to drop a frigging window air conditioning unit on top of my head from the fire escape of a tenement in the barrio. He did his best to avoid eye contact with me but we both knew the score and he smiled behind his hand just enough to make me want to punch him in his balls to teach him some manners.

Unfortunately, it was neither the time nor the place or such discipline as all boys and girls in blue were forewarned to watch their “Ps and Qs” with the Internal Affairs goons looking for fresh blood to put on their dirty cop list.

It was not the time to play “Dirty Harry” with cameras and eyes watching every move you made no matter how justified it seemed to you at that moment.

The pretty petite rookie patrolwoman Rita choose that second to bend over to pick up a fallen file from the floor and at least half of the males in the office including yours truly glued their eyeballs on the inviting spread of her fabulous buttocks now framing her lovely camel toe starkly outlined between her long gorgeous legs.

I knew instinctively that Rita was just playing with us horny cops and had a sudden urge to put her over my knee and spank her until she shed some overdue tears of outrage. My desire to taste the delights of her tiny rosebud was outweighed by the well-deserved spanking that she so decidedly needed at that moment.

My uncle’s secretary came out and called me over with her finger and told me, “Mike, Joe wants you to run down this list of loan sharks to see who had their hooks into Detective Raymond’s ass and who they were working for to blackmail him at the same time. He wants you to take Patrolwoman Nunez with you because she is the only one he trusts to keep the information under wraps. But he also told me to tell you to keep your paws off her pretty ass because he is real friendly with her mom and promised to look out for her.”

Rita didn’t object when she was tapped to go with me but I could tell she was pissed because she knew I was checking out her ass and her boobs just like all the other cops. I didn’t have any excuse for my behavior which I knew was inappropriate although it was pretty well normal from my biased point of view.

We piled into my unmarked car because we didn’t want to draw attention to our travels. I went with Rita to the locker floor and gave her time to change into street clothes because her uniform would stick out warning the loan sharks there were cops in the area.

I waited in the hallway but was given the advantage of a nicely positioned mirror on the wall that allowed me to watch Rita do a down to her undies striptease that gave me a dreadful erection that I struggled to hide from her view when she finally came out all gussied out in her civilian street clothes.

My hard-on must have been really obvious because I saw her frowning at my legs as I walked next to her to the car. I pretended like it was all normal and totally ignored her and gave her the map that lay out our route to go from one loan shark to the next as quickly as possible. We had no less than five of them on our list and I could tell Rita was hot to trot to get started on some real field work after weeks of mundane office duties.

I did my best to keep my eyes off Rita’s pantyhose despite the shortness of her mini-skirt that tantalized my senses. The scent of her cherry blossom body lotion tickled my nostrils like she was teasing me with a feather duster right on my private parts. The memory of Jennifer the blushing new bride up in Niagara Falls with her tongue on my sensitive balls made me squirm like a cat on a hot tin roof just thinking about what those black pantyhose looked like up under her cute little skirt. That wayward wife had called me a couple of times since our little vacation up there at the border with Canada and engaged me in some lurid phone sex that had aroused me so much it caused me to visit Lola uninvited and play with her for the rest of the night until the sun announced the break of a new day.