Chapter 12

He was not wearing his policeman’s uniform but was dressed casually in a pair of khaki pants and what looked like a dark red shirt. The realization on his face that it was me was unmistakable. Even in the darkened tent I could see his eyes sparkle with a hint of mystery and lust.
Steve motioned towards Officer Jansen saying, “Vivienne Layley, this is my friend Aaron Jansen,” removing his arm from my shoulders.
I stepped forward and shook his hand; again, electricity flowed between us as if the passion would ignite us where we stood.
“Pleased to meet you again,” Aaron said staring at me.
“Again,” Steve said puzzled. I immediately blushed, as Aaron said,
“Yes, I pulled Vivienne here over a few days ago for speeding.”
“What? That is hilarious,” Steve replied laughing hysterically.
“Yes, unfortunately you know me, Steve; I can’t seem to keep my foot off the pedal,” I said with a laugh, trying to disguise the fact that I was blushing while remembering our afternoon adventures.
“Well, I will let you two get acquainted more,” Steve said as he headed up towards the house.
We both watched Steve walk away.
I turned back towards Aaron with a smile “So Steve tells me that you two went to college and you are what, 35?” I said teasingly.
“Um, yes to the college but no to the 35, I am actually 32. He likes to make it seem as though I am older because then he isn’t as old,” Aaron said with a laugh.
“Well, I’m sure you know how old I am based on my driver’s license,” I said with a shy smile, remembering our first encounter at the bar again.
“Yes, yes, I do 27, right? And you will be turning 28 soon. Are you going to be having a big party at your house like Steve?” he asked.
“Um, probably not, I usually go for the low-key birthdays, let it pass by without a care,” I said.
I used to like to celebrate birthdays and Brad would always make it so special. Bringing me flowers at work and trying to make it into a day to remember. One time shortly after, we started dating he showed up in a limousine and had prearranged for me to have the day off with my boss, so I was quite surprised when he showed up. He picked me up at work in the limo and took me for a nice lunch at a fondue restaurant, where we had a delicious meal that was finished with dipping fresh fruit, and delectable little pieces of cake into chocolate. We then spent the afternoon riding around and sipping champagne until he brought me over to my apartment where we made love into the early evening. Later in the evening, he brought me out dancing and we went back to my apartment to spend the night together holding each other and making love again. Dislodging myself from my daydream, I concentrated on the conversation and getting to know Aaron Jansen.
We spent a while making idle conversation, I found out that he had attended college for criminal justice and had always wanted to be a police officer since he was little, I also found out he had 2 brothers, and he found out that I have 2 sisters and 2 brothers. My large family grew up in the Twin Cities area of Minnesota, and all of us, including my parents, still lived in the area. His parents had died when he was 21 just after he had graduated from college. I did not mention the fact that Brad too had died in a tragic car crash; I did not want to mention my dead husband to another man.
“Do you want to get something to eat or drink?” Aaron asked me as I noticed that the time has flown by, and it was already close to 10 o’clock.
Many of the guests had left, but the younger crowd remained, and Steve was now sitting in a lawn chair next to his wife talking with a group of friends around the bonfire. Steve was holding his wife’s hand and I found myself almost drawn to tears at the tenderness of the moment. Aaron looked over towards the bonfire as well, as I glanced around and noticed we were the only people left in the tent, Aaron took my hand in his and kissed my fingers sweetly. He lifted my hand, gesturing for us to go in the house for a bite to eat.
We walked into the house hand in hand. As we got into the kitchen, he glanced around ensuring no one was in the house and pushed my back against the kitchen counter, cherishing me in a fiery passionate kiss.
“Let’s go someplace,” he almost growled at me as he released me from his hold; I could see the passion in his eyes. “I need to be near you,” he said as he kissed me on the lips a little harder; this dominant passion sent a flurry of tingles through my body.
Aaron grabbed my hand, led me through the house, down a darkened hallway, and stopped in front of a door.
“Get in,” he said with a wicked smile as he opened the door to a coat closet. One-half of the closet was filled with coats whereas the other half was open. I stepped inside as he slapped me playfully on the butt coming in behind me and closing the door. He pulled the light above our heads that was hanging from a string, and we were bathed in a yellow wash of light. My eyes adjusted to the change in light just as he was looking at me with a hunger in his eyes, his mouth crushed down upon mine and our lips meld together in a fanatical kiss.
I closed my eyes and wrapped my arms about his neck. Propelling my hips closer to him I pressed my body against his hardening manhood; he ran his hands up and unwound my arms from around his neck. Holding my arms close to my sides he explored my mouth with his tongue, as my heart began to race faster, and my arousal built. He let go of my arms and pulled my skirt up slightly so that he could touch my butt. He rubbed his hands up and down my rounded butt while he continued to kiss me passionately. I moaned again and leaned closer to him reaching my hand down to feel his hard shaft through his pants. I could feel how hot his manhood was through the fabric of his pants. I moaned and reached for the zipper of his pants.
I wanted to release his throbbing manhood from his pants and feel it in my hand. I unzipped the zipper and he helped me by undoing the button on his pants, with a grin he undid the button, and his mouth overcame mine again. I reached between his boxer shorts sliding my hand down to feel his enlarged hardness. I pulled it up out of his pants and stroked the shaft slowly. He pushed my shoulders down urging me to get on my knees; I looked up into his eyes with a mischievous grin as I dropped to my knees. Aaron grabbed a hold of my hair as I pulled his pants down so that I have easier access to what I wanted.