Devious

I opted for a pair of very lacy panties with a matching black bra and rummaged in the closet for a corduroy skirt and a cotton blouse. I called this my flirt skirt. It was knee length but had functional snaps that ran down the front of it. Depending on how flirtatious I was feeling determined how many snaps were left undone. I grabbed my bag and hurried off to meet him.

Malone was in uniform, sitting at a booth near the back of the restaurant. He greeted me with a tender hug and a chaste kiss on the lips then pulled me in beside him on the bench.

"Saving it up for later?" I asked.

"Bank on it.

"You're a good guy, Malone."

He leaned over to kiss me. His left hand landed softly on my knee. Malone gently slid his hand a little higher. A shiver of excitement ran through me. It took several moments for me to withdraw from that kiss.

“Want to skip dinner?” I was glad this part of the restaurant was dark, since I was blushing beet red.

“I think we’re going to need that nourishment for later.” Malone reluctantly removed his hand from my leg.

After dinner he walked me out to the parking lot.

"Would it be improper for a girl to kiss a cop while he's on duty?"

Malone's eyes went to his left wrist. "I've got two minutes."

He tipped his head down and kissed me warmly. If anyone was watching, I didn't see them. I didn't care. His left hand remained on my hip. A shudder ran through my whole body as his fingertips stroked my bare leg.

Gently he pulled away and straightened up. "See you later?"

"Oh yeah. It may take me a while to be able to drive." I pushed his hands away and stepped back before I attacked him in the parking lot.

"Jamie…don’t change your clothes.”