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Tim walks up the steps to the house, no the mansion, that Aaron had rented out for Nolan’s bachelor party. He would really rather be anywhere but here. Nolan is not his friend, not really, and this is definitely not the way he prefers to spend his evenings. But Aaron had promised him lots of booze, good food and lots of fun. Tim’s had a rough couple of months, years really, and he could use a little fun.
So he threw on a pair of black jeans, a white tank top that clung to his muscles and a green button down over top of it, opting to leave it unbuttoned for a more casual look. He decided to leave the scruff that had accumulated on his face in his few days off work and he headed off to the party.
Now that he was here, this huge house looming in front of him, he was really regretting his decision. Wishing he was just sitting at home, comfy on his couch watching a game with his dog at his feet. When he had agreed to come he told Aaron that he wanted to be home, in bed, and asleep by eleven and Tim intended to stick to that plan. So he pushed the doorbell with one finger and stood there waiting for the front door to open.
He is ushered inside, led through the living room, the kitchen and out through the back doors towards the patio where the party was in full swing. The grill was going, filled with all different types of food for everyone to enjoy, some guys were in the pool while others were lounging on the chairs surrounding it enjoying conversation and some drinks.
Tim quickly finds Aaron who greets him loudly before introducing him to some of the guys he was sitting with then hands him a glass filled with a dark liquid. Tim quickly tosses it back, the rum burning his throat a little as it goes down before he slams the glass on the table in front of him and heads off to the bar in search of another drink.
He finds Nolan at the bar, leaning against it, a drink in his hand. Tim offers him a handshake and congratulations before turning to the bartender and asking for a beer. While he waits he turns to Nolan, “So who are all these people?”
Nolan laughs, “I honestly have no idea. Henry is around here somewhere, a few guys from the firehouse, and a few other officers, but other than that I don’t know who the rest of them are. Aaron invited some people.”
The bartender slides the bottle of beer across the bar and Tim nods his thanks as he picks it up and takes a sip, his eyes surveying the scene around him while he and Nolan make small talk. After a while Aaron announces that food is ready and everyone scatters to grab their plates. Tim finds a spot at the table with Aaron and a few of his friends so he sits down, listening to them talk while he eats his food and sips on his beer. When it is empty Aaron jumps up and within seconds he is back at the table, sliding another beer across to Tim who raises an eyebrow at him.
“Trying to get me drunk, Thorsen? I’m flattered but you’re really not my type.”
Aaron laughs, “No. Just trying to make sure you have some fun. And I think having a few drinks in you will be a good idea for what I have planned later.”
Tim wonders what he means by that but before he has a chance Aaron is being whisked away by someone who is working the party to deal with something so Tim is left to wonder.
After dinner he sits on one of the loungers by the pool, his sunglasses shielding his eyes, his third beer in hand as he listens to Nolan recount an arrest he had made a few days prior. The alcohol is starting to settle in and Tim finds himself actually enjoying himself. As the sun begins to set Aaron leads them all inside the house to the game room where they spend a couple hours playing air hockey, ping pong and various arcade games.
Tim is five beers deep at this point and decides to switch to water so he can sober up enough to drive home when the time comes. He watches someone walk up to Aaron, whisper something in his ear and a grin break out across Aaron’s face. He calls out to the guys, “Ok I’ve just been informed that our entertainment for the evening has arrived. So if everyone could follow me we can move on to the next part of our evening.”
Tim exchanges a look with Nolan as they follow Aaron through the large house. They come to a gym, a fucking gym inside of this house, which has been transformed. The lights are low, music is playing, there are plush armchairs scattered around the floor, a large stage set up across one of the walls, and poles, which have been secured into the floor all the way up to the ceiling. It’s in that moment that Tim realizes what is about to happen and he turns to Nolan, “Strippers? No way! I thought you told him you didn’t want strippers.”
Nolan puts his hands up in defense as he speaks, “I did tell him that. But when have you ever known Aaron to actually listen to anything.”
Tim groans as he feels a hand slap him on the shoulder and he turns to meet Aaron’s eyes, “What the hell man?”
”Ok before you get all bent out of shape just remember it's a bachelor party, you have to have strippers. And just think of them more like exotic dancers, no one is actually getting naked, it’s all pretty tasteful. Just one last night of fun before Nolan is tied down forever.”
Tim rolls his eyes but moves to find a seat, far away from the stage where he can hide out of view, maybe even slip out once the girls come out and everyone is distracted.
The lights dim, spotlights hit the stage and the music changes to an upbeat tempo, Tim’s eyes move to the stage as he watches women step out onto it. He watches them carefully, clad in lingerie that shows just enough but still leaves a lot to the imagination, heels on their feet as they strut across the stage. Tim is just lowering his eyes to pick up his drink when he catches movement out of the corner of his eye. One last woman steps up onto the stage and his breath hitches as he brings his bottle up to his mouth.
She is clad in an emerald green one piece, clinging to her curves, the body is lacy allowing Tim to see the skin of her stomach. It’s held up by two thin straps, her breasts covered by the dark green fabric but pushed together giving Tim an ample view of her cleavage. His eyes travel down her body until they land on her legs, her toned, tanned legs which are covered by lacy stockings, held up by garters that connect to the bottom of her bodysuit. Her shiny, chocolate brown hair falls in curls around her shoulders, framing her face, and her lips are painted a bright red.
Tim’s eyes never leave her as she begins to move to the music, slow and sensual. He watches as she dips down low, spreading her legs open wide as she does giving him a perfect view right between her legs. Her hands slide down her body, rubbing her thighs before bringing them back up to pinch her nipples before moving to tousle her hair as she moves. Tim is mesmerized as he watches her body move to the beat of the music, her eyes are moving around the room until suddenly they land on him.
She gives him a seductive smile as she continues to move, rolling her hips before turning her body and bending forward, giving Tim a perfect view of her round ass. He can feel himself growing harder in his jeans as he shifts, trying to get some relief but he still can’t pull his eyes away. The song ends but another one immediately starts, this one a little faster than the last and she picks up her pace, her eyes never leaving Tim’s.
He watches as she walks to the side of the stage and down the steps, swaying her hips as she makes her way through the crowd of chairs before she comes to a stop in front of him. She smiles at him before she leans forward, her breasts directly in his line of sight, her face just inches from his, “See something you like?”
Tim manages to find his voice, “You’re gorgeous, but I’m pretty sure you already know that.”
She laughs as she slings one leg over his lap then brings the other one over to straddle him, her body warm against his as she settles on him. Tim’s hands stay firm on the armrests of his chair, not knowing the rules, not knowing if he’s allowed to touch her. She loops her arms around his neck, “This is the portion of the show where we encourage audience participation. So what do you say? Do you want to participate with me?”
Tim’s brain barely registers what she is saying, all he can focus on is her body shifting in his lap, her hot center brushing across him as her hands play with the short hairs on the back of his neck. Her eyes are locked on his and it takes Tim a second to realize that she’s waiting for him to answer, waiting for him to give permission.
He nods slowly, his voice low as he speaks, “Yeah.. yes.. I will participate.”
That’s all it takes for her to begin to move her body over his, she runs her hands down his chest, taking in the hard planes of his muscles while she swirls her hips on his lap. He can feel himself growing harder as she moves against him, feeling her hot wet center as it brushes over him, her hands moving back up to tug on his hair. She leans forward so her breasts are right in his face and Tim has to fight the urge to bury his face between them, to bite down and leave his marks all over them.
The song ends and before she moves off of him she leans forward, her mouth right next to his ear, her hot breath tickling his skin, “Just a few more dances. Then we can take this someplace a little more private if you want to.”
She stands up and turns to walk away, swaying her hips as Tim watches her make her way back up the stage and he runs through what she just said. He has never been the one night stand type of guy. He was married for years, and he’s only had one other serious relationship since that ended. He’s never been the type to just fuck a woman and then move on like it never happened. But maybe, just for tonight, he could be that guy. They are both consenting adults, if she wanted him as much as he wanted her then what’s the harm in having a little fun?
Tim watches her through the rest of the dances, a few more upbeat songs before they slow down and her body moves slowly, twisting around the pole on the stage, her eyes always finding his. As the last song ends she walks off the stage and Tim watches, noticing her nodding her head towards the back door of the gym as she moves in that direction. He looks around, all the other guys are getting up from their seats, talking amongst each other so Tim takes his chance. He slips out of his seat and makes his way towards the door where he had just watched her disappear.
Once he pushes it open he is met with a darkened hallway, before his eyes can adjust he feels a pair of hands slip around his waist from behind. Tim’s body tenses at first, until he hears her voice cutting through the darkness, “Seemed like you really enjoyed the show.”
She presses her lips to his back, he can feel the heat of her mouth through his shirt and Tim spins around, grabbing her by the waist and pulling her close, “I did enjoy it. You are very very sexy.”
She grins at him, “Want to get a closer look? Maybe a more thorough performance?”
“I’ve never done this before.”
”Done what? Had sex? No way you have a body like that and have never had sex?”
He laughs, “No. I have had sex. But I’ve never done the whole one night stand thing.”
She eyes him for a moment, “Neither have I.”
He raises an eyebrow at her, “So why me?”
She shrugs, “Something about you just seems different. And this is my last night doing this whole dancing thing before I start my real career next week. This was just a way to help me pay the bills. So why not go out with a bang?”
Tim doesn’t need any more permission than that, he doesn’t think, he just acts and he crashes his lips to hers in a searing kiss. His hands tighten around her waist, digging into the flesh of her hips while her hands loop around his neck. Her tongue slips into his mouth, tangling with his and Tim’s hand slips down to her ass. She lets out a soft moan as he squeezes the soft flesh and Tim feels his cock twitch in his pants at the sound. He backs her up against the wall, pulling his lips away from hers and trailing them down her neck, biting down at the tattoo on her neck before nipping at her collarbone, causing another moan to slip from her lips.
“We should go find somewhere more private. I’d rather not have you fuck me in this hallway.”
Tim’s eyes darken as he pulls away from her neck and nods, “Yeah, you’re right. I’m sure this place has plenty of rooms, let's go find one.”
They set off down the hallway, up the stairs, navigating their way until they come to the last room upstairs, far away from the party. Tim opens the door and peers in, grins at her when he notices it’s empty and then pushes her inside, his lips attaching to hers as they stumble backwards. Her legs hit the bed and she falls back onto it as Tim pulls off his button down, leaving him standing over her in just his jeans and tank top.
He moves to climb on top of her but she puts her leg up to stop him, her heel resting in the middle of his chest, “Wait. One more thing before we do this.”
He gives her a questioning look, “Ok. What do you need?”
”Your name.”
He grins, “I’m Tim.”
She holds out her hand and his much larger one envelopes it, “Nice to meet you Tim, I’m Lucy. Now we can get around to the fucking.”
She pulls him down on top of him, his lips crashing into hers as her hands roam his back. She slides them around his front, rucking up his tank top exposing his tanned, toned stomach before he breaks the kiss and pulls it off over his head. His lips find her neck again, nipping his way down before he dips to her chest, licking at the exposed skin between her breasts. He continues his path down her body, kissing her stomach through her bodysuit, sucking a mark into the flesh of her thighs before he is slowly unhooking the garters and pulling them off along with her heels.
He makes his way back up her body, Lucy’s body on fire at every spot his mouth and his hands are touching. He pulls down the straps of her body suit, yanking it down, allowing her breasts to spill out of it. He groans at the sight before he is diving down, taking one nipple into his mouth as Lucy’s back arches up off the bed and his hand moves to roll the other one between his fingers. He lavishes her breasts, sucking into her flesh, biting down on her nipple before switching to the other one and has Lucy trembling underneath him in minutes. He pulls off with a loud wet pop before he leans back and grins at her.
She takes the opportunity to flip them, turning him onto his back while she stands up from the bed. She pushes her bodysuit down her body, stepping out of it as it hits the floor, leaving her gloriously naked in front of him. Tim’s eyes roam her body, taking in her chest, red with marks from his mouth and his scruff before they drop to her center and he lets out a groan.
She climbs back onto the bed, straddling him as she settles on top of him, her hands roaming his chest and his stomach, feeling his muscles ripple underneath them. She begins to rock back and forth, rubbing her wet pussy against his jean covered thigh. Tim grips her waist, his fingers digging into her as she moves, her head thrown back as one hand plays with her nipples and she uses his thigh to chase her release.
”That's it baby. Use me. Take what you need.” Tim’s voice is low and husky as her pace quickens and her legs begin to tremble around him. She’s close, so close, but she just needs a little bit more.
“Tim… I need.. I need more.”
He grips her tightly before he flips them, her landing on her back and him hovering over her before he attaches his lips to her clit causing Lucy to scream out loudly. He looks up, “Quiet Lucy, don’t want anyone to come looking for us do we?”
She shakes her head as Tim resumes licking and sucking at her clit, bringing her right to the edge before pulling back again.
She whines, “Damnit. Don’t stop. Please don’t stop, I'm so close.”
He chuckles against her center, the vibration sending shockwaves through her body before he plunges one finger inside of her and Lucy moans. He licks at her as he slowly pumps his finger before adding another one, curling them inside of her as Lucy writhes beneath him.
“Oh fuck. Fuck yes. Right there.”
Her words spur him on, he picks up his pace with his fingers, fucking her roughly, sucking at her clit as he feels her clenching tightly around him. She cries out his name as her orgasm washes over her, her legs trembling around Tim’s head as he licks her through it.
He pulls back, quickly unbuttoning his jeans and pushing them down along with his boxers, kicking them off onto the floor. Lucy eyes him hungrily, his large cock hard and ready before she is scrambling for him. She kisses him deeply, tasting herself on his tongue as her hands snake down finding his cock and gripping it as Tim moans. She pumps him a few times before she falls back on the bed, spreading her legs wide for him, “Fuck me Tim.”
He scrambles for his jeans, finding his wallet and pulling the condom out of it that he thanks his lucky stars is still there. He rips it open with his teeth before rolling it down his cock and lining up at her entrance. He hesitates for just a second, searching her face for any sign that she doesn’t want this. She looks up at him before taking his cock in her hands and nudging her entrance with his tip. Then she pulls him down, kissing him again before pulling back, “Fuck me Tim. Now.”
He slides in, her tight, wet heat enveloping him as they both moan. He bottoms out and stills for a moment, giving her a moment to adjust to him. Then she wraps her legs around him, locking her ankles around his ass pulling him deeper into her and he begins to move. He sets a slow pace at first, pulling out of her before slowly sliding back in, allowing her to feel every single inch of him.
She whines out, “Tim, oh my god, you feel so fucking good. But I need you to move. Fuck me faster.”
He smirks before he grips her hips and picks up his pace, slamming into her roughly as she grips his biceps, her fingernails digging into them as he fucks her. It’s been a long time for Tim, he knows he isn’t going to last long at this pace but he is determined to get her there again first. He pulls out, Lucy whines at the loss of contact as Tim is pulling her up.
“Turn around. On your knees.” His voice is low and demanding and it sends a jolt of arousal through Lucy as she follows his command. She rises up onto her knees, her ass in the air, bracing herself on her elbows. She feels Tim’s hands kneading the flesh of her ass before his hand comes down, smacking lightly and Lucy feels herself grow wetter.
His hands come to rest on her hips then she feels him pushing into her again, sliding in with ease, not giving her a moment to adjust this time before he sets a brutal pace. Their moans and flesh snapping together are the only sounds filling the room and Tim hopes that the party is loud enough that no one can hear what they are doing in here. He can feel himself getting closer, his movements start to falter as Lucy’s pussy starts to clench around him. He wraps his arms around her waist, pulling her flush against his chest as she cries out at the position change.
His hand travels down until it finds her clit and he uses his fingers to rub circles around it while he continues to fuck her, desperately trying to get her there before he loses control.
Lucy screams out his name as her orgasm crashes into her, stars exploding behind her eyes as her pussy clenches around Tim’s cock and he roars out her name as he spills inside of her. She collapses face first onto the bed, Tim following, his warm weight on top of her, his softening cock still inside of her.
After a few minutes he pulls out, carefully removes the condom, ties it off and tosses it to the bedside table.
He settles onto the pillows as Lucy curls up next to him, draping one leg over him as he pulls her close and closes his eyes.
*******
Tim wakes up the next morning, the sunlight streaming in through the bedroom window and it takes him a minute to remember where he is. His hand reaches out across the bed but all he is met with is cold sheets. He looks over to find it empty, he sits up, his eyes scanning the room to find Lucy nowhere in sight. Her clothes are gone, the only thing telling him that last night wasn’t a dream is her lingering scent left on the pillows.
As he gets up and begins to collect his clothes scattered around the room he notices a piece of paper sitting on the bedside table.
Thanks for last night. It was just what I needed and I think you did too. Don’t worry, you don’t have to call me. We can just remember it as a fun night between two strangers.
~Lucy~
Tim shakes off the feeling inside of him that it was more than just a night between strangers and pulls his clothes on. He slips out of the room and makes his way down the stairs, hoping he can slip out of the house without anyone noticing him. Just as he gets to the front door he hears a voice behind him, “Well, I guess you weren’t home, in bed and asleep by eleven.”
He turns and finds Aaron leaning against the wall, a cup of coffee in his hand with a shit eating grin on his face.
“Not a word of this to anyone. You might not be my rookie anymore but I can still make your life a living hell Thorsen, even at North Hollywood.”
Aaron just laughs, “Don’t worry sir. Your secret is safe with me.”
Tim leaves the house, climbs into his truck and heads home, preparing himself for the mess that he is sure Kojo has made after being left alone all night. He also allows himself to think about Lucy and for a moment wonders if he could ask Aaron if he knows how to get in contact with her. But he remembers her note and decides maybe it's better to just leave it as a fun night between two strangers, just like she said.
*******
A week later Tim sits in the roll call room, ready to be assigned a new rookie, ready to have something to focus on instead of the way Lucy’s mouth felt against his, the way his cock felt buried in her pussy and the sounds she made as she came.
He hears Sergeant Grey speaking, introducing the new rookies as his mind is clouded with visions of Lucy.
And suddenly he hears his name, “Officer Bradford you get our hotshot.”
He looks up to the front row, as she turns to look at him Tim sees the same brown eyes that have been occupying his dreams for the last week. He sees the moment Lucy recognizes him, her eyes widening and her mouth dropping as they stare at each other.
Tim sighs and knows he is truly and royally fucked.