Why would he want me?

Chapter 5: Cameron

It’s 7 o’clock and I don’t see Julie. The best part of my morning is watching this beautiful, luscious woman with hips that don’t quit, walk into this building. I can tell she is shy and tries not to be noticed, but how could I not notice her. With beautiful curly hair, I want to run my hands through, a thick, soft body that I want to press up against me. I get hard just thinking about all the things I want to do to that body, and how pink she would turn once I bend her over and make her mine.

All I want to do is hear her noises and screams as she calls my name while I pound into her and make her feel things she never has before.

“I need to calm down”, I say softly too myself. I don’t need anyone at work see me with a hard one like some teenager. “Grown men have more control over their d***s, dumbass” I say to myself.

I’ve been a police officer for 6 years; I got a job right after graduating college where I went to get my Justice degree. I come from a family of law enforcement and firemen so public service runs in the family. I started working at this cushy boring job in a government office 6 months ago due to what my boss calls a “Traumatic work experience”. The job is hard, we all know that, so I don’t know why I got sidelined to this place. The only thing that has made it bearable is seeing this beauty walk in and walk out every day.

Honestly, I have never in my life seen such a beautiful woman. I am a handsome guy, I’ve had my fair share of women, but I have never been so attracted to anything like I am her.

Trying to do a little investigative work, I walk over to the supervisor Rebecca’s desk and ask how she is doing. Of course she bats her eyes, pushes out her t**s and says that everything is great and asks about when I am free to go out. I flash her a smile and dodge the question with “I see that a few people are gone today, Is everything alright?”

She looks around the office and says “The only person who didn’t show today is Julie, and I’m sure she is fine. Says she is sick or something.”

“Oh, interesting ok, just making sure that everyone is safe and accounted for”, a dumb excuse I made up, not that it matters, this girl is shameless.

“Well thank you officer, let me know if you ever need assistance with anything and I will be there.” She says with all kinds of dirty intentions behind it.

“Ok thanks”. I say quickly as I walk away.

“I wish I would have asked her for her number already” I think to myself. I just didn’t want to scare her off. I can tell that she is shy and doesn’t like a lot of attention. I’m sure something has happened to her in the past, I recognize trauma when I see it.

“F**k It, I’m going to just look it up”. The perks of being a police officer is no one really says much or asks me what I am doing if they see me behind a computer. I scroll through the employee list and find her information. I know this is crazy and basically makes me a stalker but oh well, I need to make sure she is ok.