#sheriff bodecker

"Well, I heard he's headin' up North. Gonna buy some real estate," you say as you check the temperature on the chicken. You're making one of Lee's favorite dinners in the hopes that he'll stay the night.

"I never liked the guy," he spouts, narrowing his eyes at you.

"Well, he was awful nice to me today," you say, poking at Lee's jealous buttons.

"What do ya mean by that, darlin'?"

"Oh, just complimentin' my dress. I wore that new red one my mom sent me. Sayin' "you're too pretty to be workin' somewhere so dull"," you tell him, tasting mashed potatoes from your index finger.

"Well, if he hadn't already hit the road, I'd be pullin' that smarmy son of a bitch over," he huffs. "No one talks to my girl like that."

You hum, satisfied. "Didn't realize I was your girl, Lee."

You’ve been on your knees and sucking Lee’s cock for a few minutes. Your knees are sore against the bedroom floor, but it’s all worth it for the moment, because you’re making your husband feel good. A loud guttural moan leaves his lips when you played with his balls.

“Fuck, darlin’. I’m not gonna last that long if you keep doing that.” Lee pants.

That didn’t stop you from doing that. Your fingers continued to massage his balls as you bobbed your head up and down on his cock. His hands grip the edge of the mattress tightly the closer he got to coming. When he finally did, his head tips back and cuss words fall from his lips. His cum fills your mouth, a little bit of it leaking out of the corner your mouth and down your chin. You took his cock out of your mouth and sat back on your knees. You wiped his cum off of your chin with your thumb and licked it off.

“Holy shit.” Lee breathes. “I don’t remember the last time I came that hard.” He says.

You giggled softly and tried to stand up, but couldn’t due to how sore your knees are.

“Can you help me up please?” You asked.

“Of course, sugar.” He says.

Lee helps you stand up, his hands resting on your waist.

“That wasn’t sexy.” You say, feeling embarrassed.

“Don’t be embarrassed, sweet pea. It’s ok.” He says softly.

Lee kisses you softly and sweetly. Every ounce of embarrassment left your body. You and Lee stripped each other of yours and his clothes, standing naked in front of each other.

“Sit down for me, sugar.” Lee says softly.

You sat down on the edge of the bed, spreading your legs. Lee crouches down in between your legs, placing soft kisses on your inner thighs. A shiver went through your body when you felt his breath against your pussy.

“You’re so wet, darlin’. Is all of that for me?” He asks softly, rubbing a finger through your slick.

“Yes! It’s always for you, Sheriff!” You moaned.

Lee put your legs on his shoulders. His tongue licks a stripe from your entrance to your clit. Then he began to eat you out like a starved man. Lee’s hand’s gently caressed your thighs as he ate you out. Your head tilts back and your mouth falls agape, his name and cuss words leaving your lips. Your hands tightly clutched the sheets beneath you.

“Oh fuck, Lee!” You moaned loudly.

Lee flattened his tongue against your pussy. Then he licked from your entrance to your clit. He did that multiple times, leaving you wanting more, which he gave you. His tongue began to flick rapidly against your clit and he brings his hand up to your pussy, thrusting two fingers into you.

“Oh my god! Yes, Sheriff!” You moaned loudly.

Lee’s fingers fucked you at a decent, but also fast pace. His name fell from your lips like a chant. Your hips began to move on their own accord, moving at the same pace as him.

“Fuck!” You moaned when he curled his fingers and hit that one spot inside of you.

Lee’s fingers never stopped hitting that spot inside of you. He went from licking your clit in flicking motions with his tongue to sucking on it. Your head tilts back. Your legs began to tremble on his shoulders as you felt your orgasm building up. You’re about to fall over the edge.

“Oh fuck! I’m going to cum!” You moaned.

Lee’s movements didn’t stop. If anything, he sped up his movements. Your pussy clenches around his fingers. A loud pornographic moan left your lips as you came. Lee’s fingers came to a slow stop. He sucks on your clit one more time before taking his lips off of your clit and his fingers out of your pussy. He stands up, staying in between your legs. His hands gently rubbed up and down your thighs. You panted heavily as you stared at your husband with the look of desire in your eyes.

“How you feeling, darlin’?” Lee asks.

“Amazing.” You breathed and smiled.

“You think you got more in you?” He asks.

“Not think, baby. I know I have more in me.” You say and grinned.

Lee helps you reposition yourself on the bed and then gets in between your spread legs. He lines his cock at your pussy, rubbing it in your slick before lining it at your entrance. You whined and bucked your hips towards him.

“Lee, please!” You whined.

“Don’t worry, darlin’. I’m gonna give you what you’ve been carving so badly.” Lee says softly, rubbing his free hand up and down the top of your thigh.

A moan of satisfaction falls from yours and Lee’s lips as he slides his cock into your pussy. Lee watches as your pussy takes every inch of his cock. It’s the hottest and sinful thing he’s ever seen and he loves it.

“There we go.” He coos when his cock was fully inside of you.

Lee’s thumb found its place on your clit and began rubbing it in slow circles as he began thrusting. Breathy moans fall from your lips. His free hand slides from your thigh and all the way up to your breasts. He just leaves his hand over one of your breasts before he started playing with it. A loud and whiny moan falls from your lips when his fingers pinched your nipple.

“You like that, don’t you, sugar?” Lee says.

“So much!” You moaned.

Lee’s hand moves over to your other breast, giving to the same amount of attention as he did the first time. Another loud and whiny moan falls from your lips again. You arched your back off the bed, pressing your breast into his hand. Lee just left his hand on your breast when you did that. You were craving more than what you’re currently receiving.

“More!” You begged.

“You want more, sweet cheeks?” Lee asks in a soft cooing voice.

“Yes! I don’t care how you do it. Just give me more please!” You say.

“Your wish is my command, sugar.” He says.

Lee speeds up his thrusts just enough to satisfy you. His thumb rubs your clit faster, matching the pace of his thrusts.

“Holy shit! Yes! Just like that!” You moaned.

“Yea?” He asks.

“Yes!” You moaned. “Please don’t stop!” You say.

“I fucking won’t.” He almost growls.

The sound of skin slapping echoes off of the bedroom walls. The smell of sex fills the bedroom. Yours and Lee’s heads are so clouded with desire that you two can’t think straight, especially you with your pregnancy hormones making you crave your husband every second of everyday.

“Sheriff, that feels so good!” You moaned.

“Yea? Tell me how good it feels.” Lee says.

“It feels so good- wait, no. It feels amazing! I never want it to stop!” You tell him.

“I never want it to stop either, darlin’.” He moans.

Lee’s thumb rubs your clit faster. Your legs began to tremble as soon as you felt your orgasm building up. Lee could feel it from the way your pussy was squeezing his cock. He moans at the feeling.

“I’m getting so close, Sheriff!” You moaned.

“So am I, sugar.” Lee says, his voice sounding a bit gruff.

Lee’s thrusts faltered for a few seconds, but then he regained his rhythm. His thumb applied pressure to your clit as he rubbed it quickly. Your orgasm kept building up more and more. You can feel it deep inside of you. You’re right there.

“Oh, fuck!” You moaned loudly as you came.

You came hard, soaking Lee’s cock. Lee fucked you and praised you through your orgasm. Lee came inside of you not too long after you came. His thrusts came to a slow stop. You two remained in that position for a few seconds before he pulled out of you, his cum dripping out of your pussy. Lee lays down next to you, covering you two up and wrapping his arm around you. You laid your head on his chest and draped your arm across his stomach. The sound of his heartbeat is soothing.

“Wanna go again?” You asked after a few minutes.

“You didn’t get your fill a few minutes ago?” Lee asks, chuckling softly.

“Yes, I did, but I want more.” You say.

“Alrighty then, sweet cheeks. Go for it.” He says, venturing to his cock that’s hard yet again.

You grinned and threw the blanket off of the two of you before getting on top of him. Lee has no complaints about your pregnancy hormones. If this is what your pregnancy hormones give him, he’s not going to complain at all. He’s all for it.

Due to your pregnancy hormones, you’ve been craving your husband a lot lately. You’re almost 3 months pregnant and all you want is Lee. He helped you satisfy your needs when both of you woke up this morning. He almost stayed home from work today to help you satisfy your needs. Keyword, almost. He wishes he did.

The second Lee came home from work, you were all over him, kissing him hungrily. Lee already knew it was your hormones. He picks you up and carries you to the living room and sits down on the couch with you on his lap.

“I missed you.” You say.

“You brought me lunch at the station, silly.” Lee says.

“That feels like forever ago.” You practically whined.

You unbuttoned his uniform shirt just enough to have access to his neck. You took in his scent as you placed kisses along his neck.

“You didn’t get your fill this morning and last night, darlin’?” He asks.

“No. These stupid pregnancy hormones are making me feel horny all the time.” You say, almost whining.

Lee isn’t complaining one bit. He just sat there and let you do as you please. His hands rested on the sides of your small pregnant belly.

“You smell so good.” You say, inhaling his must again.

“I am wearing that cologne you bought me for my birthday.” Lee tells you.

“I’m glad I bought it for you.” You smiled.

Lee shifts on the couch a bit when your hand palms his cock through his pants.

“You craving me, sugar?” Lee asks.

“I’m always craving you, baby.” You say.

You lean back just enough to watch your hands unbuckle his belt and unbutton and unzip his pants. Lee inhales sharply when your hand touches his cock over his boxers. His head falls back against the couch when you began stroking his cock through his boxers.

“Shit, darlin’.” Lee moans softly.

You leaned closer to him to the point where you were practically pressing yourself against him. You were being extra careful to not squish your pregnant belly in anyway. Your nose nudges against his neck, inhaling his scent before marking up his skin.

“Lee.” You say softly, almost whining.

“Yea, sugar?” He asks.

You try to answer him, but you couldn’t help but whine softly. Lee knows what you want. He just loves hearing you say it.

“Tell me what you want, sweet cheeks.” He says softly.

“I want you.” You say.

“Yea?” He says.

You hummed softly and nodded your head.

“Tell me what else you want.” He says.

“I want you to fuck me like you did this morning and last night. I don’t care what you do. Do anything to make these stupid hormones go way.” You tell him.

“I’ll give you whatever you’re craving, sugar.” He says.

Lee carefully stands up with you in his arms and carries you to yours and his bedroom. He gently lays you down on the bed and hovers over you, placing one hand on your pregnant belly and the other hand next to your head.

“Can I do something for you first?” You asked, referring to his hard cock.

“Sure, darlin’.” Lee says.

Lee kisses you softly before sitting on the edge of the mattress. You got off of the bed and got in between his spread legs. You inhaled his scent the close you got to his cock. You put your hand inside of his boxers, wrapping your hand around his cock and pulling it out of his boxers. Your mouth waters at the sight of his hard cock. Precum is leaking from his tip. You kitten licked his tip, moaning at his taste. Lee moans at the feeling. He loves it when you do that.

“You really know how to make a man go crazy, don’t you, sugar?” Lee says.

“Isn’t that why you married me?” You asked and smiled.

“Yes.” He smiles back.

You kitten licked his tip again, making him moan.

“I’m going to treat you so well after this, darlin’.” He says.

“Promise?” You asked.

“Promise.” He promises.

You were used to men making offhand comments and advances, but when it came from him, it made your stomach plummet and your knees snap together. Your body responded to him like the tides to the moon. And he noticed.

"Why don't you come by my office around 4:30? I have some mail for ya to send out," he says, eyes bouncing from your eyes to your perfectly painted mouth to the teasing sliver of cleavage on display. You lean forward, giving him an eyeful.

"Yes sir."

Lee swallows, and you watch his Adam's apple bob up and down.

"Get to work."

You follow his instruction and start filing the incident and traffic reports from the week, making a show of licking your finger as you thumb through the pages. Lee snaps the blinds in his office window shut as his trousers grow tighter. That mouth. Those lips. Your eyes. He needs you as more than just his secretary. His phone rings.

"Bodecker," he answers coolly.

"Son," a familiar matronly voice echos through the receiver.

"Hi Mom."

Lee leans back in his chair, resting his boots on his desk as he listens to his mother rant and rave about the gossip from bridge club today and about her new neighbor.

"She's a looker, Lee. You should really come over, and I can introduce ya. I hate the thought of my handsome boy all alone in that big house of yours. You need a woman to take care of ya. Don't you want to come home to a home-cooked meal and a warm bed?"

"My bed is plenty warm," he grunts.

She tsks. "Could always be warmer. You'd better give me some grandchildren, so help me God."

"Yeah, yeah, Mom. I gotta get back to work. I'll talk to ya soon. Love ya," he says as he puts the phone back into the cradle.

"Well, aren't you precious," you say, entering the doorframe.

Lee sits up and straightens his tie. "Were you eavesdropping?"

You shake your head and nod to the clock on the wall. It's 4:30.

"Right, right," he says, clearly flustered.

You want so badly to help him relax, but do your best to push the thought away by clearing your throat. "So… mail?"

"Mail. Right," he says, opening a drawer and rifling through some papers. "I, uh—"

"Sheriff?" You start, biting your lip.

He shakes his head and looks down. "Don't be doin' that now."

You sigh out a soft laugh. "What am I doin'?"

Lee leans forward on his desk and looks up at you from under a furrowed brow. "You know exactly what you're doin', darlin'."

"I think you need to explain it to me, sir. I don't understand."

He huffs and stands up. "Did my deputies leave?"

"Yes, sir. It's just you and I."

Lee swallows, ready to cross every damn line to have you the way he's been dreaming of since you started working for him.

"I need you to lock the door," he rumbles.

"Oh, um—yes, sir," you stutter, upset at yourself for misreading the situation. You start toward the door and begin to exit.

"Where are you goin'?" He asks, making eye contact with you through the crack in the door. "Lock it. For us."

You watch the fire burn in his gaze. It sends a swell of preliminary pleasure to your core, making a small gasp escape your lips.

Seeing your lips part in surprise is Lee's undoing.

"Get back in here and get on your knees."

You walk back in, clicking the lock behind you, and fall to your knees.

"So obedient," he chuckles. "Good. You look so pretty when you’re looking up at me from your knees. Where you belong. It's where you want to be, isn't it?"

“Yes sir,” you reply as your heart skips a beat in your chest.

Lee takes the hair at the back of your head in his hand, combs his fingers through it, and pulls until your eyes are locked in place on his. "Look at me."

You do, watching as he unhooks his belt, setting the heavy leather on the desk behind him. He starts to unzip his trousers, and your mouths waters like a bitch in heat. When he finally takes his full length into his hand, your eyes widen in shock. It's so… thick.

“Kitten licks.”

“Yes sir,” you whisper, taking his throbbing cock into your hand and bringing it slowly to your lips.

A low groan rumbles from your boss's chest as your tongue finds his flushed tip.

"That's a good girl."

You experiment with his instructions, taking the head fully into your mouth and sucking gently before starting to take more, swallowing as he hits the back of your throat.

Your red lipstick creates a ring at the base of his cock as you continue your service, and the sight nearly makes him come on the spot. Your mouth is so warm and wet. He's never been this hard in his life.

"Yeah, I'd start a fuckin' war for this," he grunts, fucking your mouth like he owns it. The pins in your hair have come loose from his fingers running through it and guiding you where he wants you. And you're sure your lipstick is smeared. You have to look like a ruined woman.

A ruined, delicious woman. His.

"Keep that pretty mouth open wide," he says, cupping your face gently now. "I'm s'close."

—

The following evening, Lee's mom ushers him into her house with a cheeky grin.

"What are you up to, Mom? You're actin' squirrelly," he says, looking around the living room. His gaze lands on those red lips that he can't get out of his head. You shift in the armchair, eyes widened in shock.

"Lee, I want you to meet my new neighbor."

His mother introduces you to each other and you look at him for guidance. Are you pretending to meet for the first time? Are you really ignoring the carpet burns on your knees from the night before?

"Mom, no introduction is necessary. This my new secretary."

Oh, so you're not lying to his sweet mother. Thank God.

"Well, I'll be! This town is too small for its own good. Now, son, why didn't you tell me you hired such a lovely young woman?" She presses, and you blush.

"I guess I was just makin' sure she'd stick around first," he says with a shrug.

After a nice home-cooked dinner and good conversation, you let Lee walk you out, but instead of leading you next door to your place, he opens the door of his truck.

"What are you—"

"I can't stop thinkin' about you," he sighs. "Stay with me tonight."

"Sheriff, I—"

"Call me Lee, damn it," he whispers, boxing you into the passenger seat. His eyes are softer tonight, almost pleading. "Stay with me. I'll bring ya back before my Mom's up in the mornin' if you're worried about startin' some gossip. But I have a feelin' it'll be the good kind."

"You're worth bad gossip anyhow, Lee Bodecker," you say with a smile.

—

"Your bed is warm," you whisper, letting Lee spoon you in post-bliss peace.

"Get used to it, honey."

The End

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“You look so pretty when you’re looking up at me from your knees. Where you belong, isn’t it?”

“Yes sir,” you reply.

Lee takes the hair at the back of your head in his hand, combs his fingers through it, and pulls until your eyes are locked in place on his.

“Kitten licks.”

“Yes sir,” you whisper, taking his throbbing cock into your hand and bringing it slowly to your lips.

A low groan rumbles from your boss's chest as your tongue finds his flushed tip.

"That's a good girl."

"We can't laze about in bed all day," you start, pulling his wandering hand back to your belly. "I have to finish my costume. Halloween is tomorrow."

He hums against your skin. "That's right. You're gonna be the cutest witch in the county."

You laugh and get out of bed. "Let me start some breakfast."

"All right, honey, but come back to bed once the kettle's on. I don't need long," he teases.

You roll your eyes and head to the kitchen to heat up the stove, putting the kettle on with several strips of bacon on the griddle. As you turn, you're met with Lee's hard body.

"I figured why wait in bed when I could just come get a slice in here?" He groans, grabbing your ass through your nightgown.

After some gentle maneuvering, you're bent over the Formica counter top with your nightgown gathered at your waist.

"God damn, honey," Lee grunts as he slides home between your thighs.

"Don't curse, Lee. It's the Lord's day," you gasp as he drives into your hips.

"But you feel so fuckin' good," he groans.

You sigh and smell the bacon in the skillet crisping up a bit more than you'd like. "Fine then. Here's another curse. May all your bacon burn."

-the end

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