I was at work when I met him for the first time. He walked in with his friends and I immediately knew I was attracted to him. He was hot and a cop. I had this feeling he was attracted to me too. I looked down at his hand and noticed a ring and didn’t care in the slightest. I wanted him.
Him and his friends left and he turned and smiled at me as he walked out. I felt my stomach churn and those familiar butterflies in my pussy. I told my friends how hot he was and they just laughed. All I wanted was to see him again. And I did. He came in with his friends a few more times the next couple weeks. We had more conversation and I knew he found me just as attractive as I found him. He finally came in one day without his buddies and I rang him up at the counter. We flirted and laughed. If only he knew how turned on I was. Before he left, he came up to my friend and I and only acknowledged me. He asked what my name was and I told him Megan. He told me his name was Sam and I shook his hand. The tension was high. He told me if I ever needed any help or had any concerns to just let him know. I smiled and said ok and he left. I looked at my friend who was obviously uncomfortable and laughed. I wanted him now more than ever.