Chapter 14

The next day I was late out of bed. I heard the doorbell ringing so I got out of bed and looked out of the window. It was Emily, I opened the window and shouted down to her that I would be down in a few minutes.

I threw on some clothes and went down and let her on.

“Hey, sleepyhead.” She giggled, “how come you slept in, it’s not like you?”

“Oh, I had a disturbed night’s sleep,” I said and in many ways I had. My head was full of thoughts, thoughts of Louise, thoughts of Nurse Amy, thoughts of police Sergeant Sarah and thoughts of course cute little Emily.

“Oh, I am sorry to hear that, is everything okay?” she asked and touched me on the arm, it sent shock waves through my body, I fancied her, and I also fancied her mother, and I knew I had to choose which one I fancied more. It was a tough call to be fair.

“It is all good, I am fine, “I said and moved away from her.

“Right, what can I do for you today” she smiled, and I would be a liar if at least half a dozen dirty thoughts flew around my head. I would have loved to strip her off and get her on all fours and give her a good seeing too from behind.

“Well, I could kill a good fry up,” I told her. I knew I had the makings of a full English in the fridge.

“Well, I will do that while you take a shower, “she said and headed into the kitchen, her leggings were tight over her very sexy ass and the globes of her bum bounced and made my cock stir in my boxers, I knew I would have a crafty wank in the shower.

“And do enough for two, “I shouted after her.

“Are you sure?” she called back.

“I am...” I called out as I walked up the stairs.

I went into the bathroom, used the toilet, and then had a shave and shower and did have that crafty wank

By the time I was dressed, I could smell the aroma of grilling bacon. I went down to the kitchen just as Emily was serving up the food, and what a meal she had cooked.

Bacon, sausage, mushrooms, tomatoes, black pudding, and poached eggs, plus a plate of toast and a pot of tea.

She put the plates down on the table with a cheeky wink.

“Tuck in, you need to build your strength up,” she said and sat down opposite me

And I did, the food was great, and she was a hell of a cook. We ate in silence; she was a good cook, and she had a good appetite as well.

When I had finished, I pushed my plate away and smiled at Emily.

“That was bloody amazing, “I said and took a swing of my tea.

“Thank you, my mom taught me how to cook” she smiled, “and she told me the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach”

“And is she a good cook?” I asked, a bit of fishing I know but if you do not ask you do not find out.

“Oh yes, she is the best” Emily gushed,

“And it’s obvious you get your good looks from her as well,” I said and as I said it, I knew I had started to blush.

“You are quite a charmer Zak “she giggled, I stood up and started to load the dishwasher.

“I am not sure about that,” I said.

“And it’s funny because my mom was telling me she thought you were a handsome bloke,” she said with a smile that told me more than the words did.

“Oh really?” I asked innocently.

“Oh yes she has the hots for you” Emily laughed

“Don’t be daft” I retorted but at the same time, I thought about the swell of her breasts and the perfect rounded arse. My memory was flooded with the sweet smile and those sparkling eyes.

“Oh, she does, she was asking me if you had a girlfriend” she giggled,

“So, what did you tell her?” I asked

“Hahaha so you are interested,” she said and smiled, “that’s cool, I think you would be good for each other, moms been on her own for a while now and she could do with a nice man in her life”

Nothing else was said, Emily started to clean up the kitchen and I read my emails. I heard her going upstairs and then I heard the vacuum fire up and she started to sing as she went about her work.

She did her shift and then we had a coffee before she left. It was only as she was pulling her coat on that she turned to me.

“So, what do I tell mom?” she asked. “Are you interested in seeing her for a drink or a meal?”

I thought about it for a millisecond before answering.

“Yes ... Yes, I think I would be Emily,” I said and that made her smile.

“Good, right I will have a word with her when I get home,” Emily said and then she leaned into me and kissed me on the cheek. I was tempted to turn my face, but I was not sure she was into me, but the idea of an afternoon in the sack with the sexy little Emily was very appetizing. In the end, I lost my bottle and just took the peck on the cheek.

“Well, it’s a good job I didn’t decide to give you a hand job when I met you ain’t it, that would have made things a bit weird” she giggled, “Especially if you start to date my mom!”

“Were you really thinking of giving me a hand job? “I ask, flabbergasted.

“When we first met and I had heard you were a hero I thought about it, with you having the arm in plaster, I thought about giving you a helping hand so to speak,” she said and there was a glint in her eye.

“Wow, really ... I am sort of shocked,” I said and truthfully, I was...

“Well, that’s something you will just have to dream about now” she laughed and touched the side of my face, and then she turned away and walked out of the door.

After she had gone, I thought about life, there was Emily, there was her mom and there was a sexy police lady all smashing around my head. I had tuned the lovely Nurse Amy out of the equation.

Thinking of them made my head hurt so I went for a long walk to get my head cleared out. I walked out into the woods, across the park and onto the moorland. The moorland path led me onto the cliffs and the coastal path and then into town.

I went into the coffee shop and ordered a latte and cream bun. I sat and watched the world go by for a few minutes and then dug my mobile phone out of my pocket and checked the news and a few social media sites. Then I had a browse through my text messages, I came across the one from the lovely Sergeant Sarah. I decided to send her a text.

‘Hey how are you doing X’

My latte and bun arrived, I ate the bun and sipped at the coffee. I sat back and just watched as the sun came down over the bay and the holidaymakers started to either pack up and go back to their holiday rentals or look for places to eat.

I ordered another coffee and then the phone chirped to tell me I had a text. It was from sexy Sarah.

‘Hello, handsome where are you?’ she asked.

‘I am in the coffee shop on the harbour’ I replied.

“Cool, please order me a tea and a doughnut, see you in five minutes X’ she replied.

I went to the counter and ordered before reclaiming my seat. It was nearly ten minutes later when the sexy office of the law turned up, suited and booted with all her gear on, truncheon, radio, stabproof vest, and even a pair of handcuffs, she certainly looked the part. I wondered if she got to take the handcuffs home with her and my cock stirred in my boxers.

She spotted me, waved, and came over. I was not sure what the right course of action would be.

A kiss on the cheek, a quick hug, a handshake...

It was Sarah that sorted that out, she patted me on the arm and sat down.

“Hello, you, “she said and took a sip of her tea, then she put two sachets of sugar into it and gave it a good stir.

“Hello, you back ... how is your week going,” I asked as she sipped her now a sugared cup of tea.

“Not too bad, we had a couple of holidaymakers fighting on the sea view caravan site last night, but we sent two cars, and they were knicked and given a caution but apart from that it’s been quiet,” she said and took a bite of her doughnut.

“Who starts a fight when they are on holiday?” I asked.

“It was a dispute about the noise from one guy’s television “she sighed, “Idiots!”

She took another bite of her doughnut.

“Thanks for this,” she said,” I have only been on shift for an hour and already I am famished.”

“It is my pleasure,” said I and then I smiled at her, she smiled back and then brushed crumbs from her mouth. She had very sexy and very kissable lips, and I really wanted to lean over and snog her face off there and then.

“So how about you, been up to much,” she asked and took another sip of her tea I gave her the potted highlights of my week, the calls to the hospital and work plus my efforts to get fit. I did not mention the evening with Emily and her very sexy mother.

Sarah’s radio burst into life, she listened for a few seconds and then turned the volume down slightly,

“Nothing for me to worry about “she smiled.

She took another sip of tea and then polished off her doughnut before sucking her fingers clean of the sticky sugar. It was the most erotic thing I had seen in a while and my cock stirred in my boxers.

Sarah looked at me and she knew what I was thinking, do not ask me why or how but she did. She knew all right, she rubbed the tip of her middle finger in the sugar and sucked it clean, slowly, and deliberately.

I looked around to make sure no one was looking.

“You are teasing me, Sarah,” I said with a smile

“What? me? never “she giggled and looked around to make sure there was no one in earshot,” but I might do it on Saturday”

“Is that a threat or a promise?” I asked, with a cheeky wink.

“Oh, it’s a promise,” She said and looked me in the eye, “it’s been a while for me, and I need some serious fun”

The way she said fun had my heart beating faster.

“Well, I am up for that,” I said, and I shifted in my seat.

“Good, so where shall we meet and when?” she asked.

“It’s your call,” I said, eager to sound like a gentleman but at the same time thinking some seriously ungentlemanly thoughts about what I would like to do to the very sexy police officer sitting opposite me.

“Well, how about we meet here at lunchtime, let’s say one o’clock,” she said with a smile and reached over and stroked the back of my hand, that touch sent my nerves into overdrive, I was just about to say something to her when the waitress came over to collect our now empty cups and plates.

“Sorry guys we are about to close up,” she said as she took our crockery.

“It’s okay I have to go anyway,” said the sexy Sarah as she stood up. I grabbed my coat and thanked the staff before walking out of the café.

I could see the police car parked up on the side street and we walked toward it. The lights flashed as she unlocked it.

“Well, I hope you have a good week Zak,” she said as she opened the door.

“And you Sarah and stay safe” I replied.

“I will and I do ... and I will see you on Saturday,” she said, and then she blew me a kiss before jumping into the car and firing up the engine. I watched as she drove off into the town and then I walked home.

I put the kettle on and had a shower, I made a cup of tea and headed to bed, there is nothing like an early night and a good book. My head was full of visions of the very sexy Sarah and the things we might get up to.

The following morning, I was up with the lark, I used the toilet and went for a walk. It was misty over the bay, I did about five miles and was still home before Emily turned up. I jumped in the shower and then got dressed and made some toast and a pot of tea. As if by magic as soon as the water was in with the tea bags the door rang and there she was.

We sat and had tea and toast and chatted about this and that and nothing at all. I glanced at the kitchen clock; it was time I was heading off to the hospital.