The Secret Confessions of a Horny House Wife


Kissing Another Cop
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It’s the slowest first kiss I’ve ever experienced: slow, intense, warm, and aching.  He almost hadn’t kissed me, but when we were shaking hands goodbye, he just didn’t let go.  I looked deep into his eyes, with an “Are you going to kiss me, or what?” stare. Shane pulled me very close and said “Can I kiss you?”    

“Ah huh.”  I didn’t close my mouth all the way at the end of my affirmation.  My lips remained slightly apart, my mouth salivating. 

He leaned in very close and bent down to bring his lips to mine.  He is 6’3″ and I am 5’4″.  I love the way a tall man has to lean over to kiss me.  When our lips were only a couple of inches apart, I gently stopped the trajectory of our kiss.  We froze.  Though we were in a busy parking lot, I felt like I was alone with him in a small secret cave.   I could feel him aching for me. 

“I love this moment,” I whispered.  “This awkward electric moment before a first kiss.”  With just the briefest closing of his eyes, and the slightest nod of his blonde head, he agreed and savored the moment with me. 

And then he kissed me.  It was an incredibly slow kiss.  Not lifeless-slow, the opposite: it was plump with controlled lust. 

He was in command of this kiss.  I sensed I was in the arms of a man who knew what he was doing, so I let him lead.  It reminded me of dancing.  A really good male dancer knows he is in control.  He doesn’t push or pull.  He doesn’t discuss or negotiate.  He just give silent signals.  A really good female dancer responds.  She doesn’t decide to add an extra turn, or throw in an extra kick.  She just performs her steps as her leader directs. 

And that’s what I did.  He kissed me slowly, so (as much as I wanted him) I kissed him back slowly.  He didn’t immediately shove his tongue into my mouth, so we just kissed with open lips for a few seconds.  It was excruciating to have to wait to feel his tongue in my mouth because, to me, a tongue in my mouth always represents a penis inside me.  And I really wanted him. 

Finally, he put his tongue between my lips, touching my tongue with his.  It was my green light to go ahead.  Ever so slightly, just as he permitted it, I put my tongue in his mouth.  Not all the way in.  I touched no teeth.  I explored no cheeks.  I just lightly stroked his tongue with mine.

I leaned my hips forward against his to feel his hard penis, but he ever-so-slightly rotated his body.  “Oh no,” he was signalling as he rotated, “I didn’t say you could yet.”  I stopped and we kissed a few more seconds. 

At the very end, he gave my bottom lip a bite.  Not so much pressure that it hurt or broke the skin, but just enough so it deliciously stung.  “When I bit your lip, you gave out a little moan that made me hard,” he wrote me in an e-mail later that night.  I still could feel his teeth on my lip as I was driving home.      

“Who’s the new man?” you may be wondering.  Not Police Detective Curt,  Not Valentine Dave. Certainly not Husband.  This is a new one.  We’ll call him Shane.  He’s super-gorgeous.  He’s tall and muscular in a very solid, hunky way, and his blue-green eyes hypnotize me and he has wonderful light blonde hair.  He’s smart.  And you’ll never guess what he does for a living.  He’s a police officer…another one!       

I’ve been on this Married-People-Cheating website for about four months.  I would estimate that I’ve received about 1500 e-mails from men interested in hooking up.  I’ve probably made e-mail contact with 70 or so.  I’ve spoken to maybe 10 on the phone.  I’ve met 3 in person.  Isn’t it weird that 2 of the men I’ve met have been police officers?  And I didn’t learn either one’s profession until I spoke with him on the phone.  So what’s drawing me to lawmen?   

Until now, I’ve only ever know two police officers in my life.  I’ve never had fantasies about policemen.  So is it a coincidence, or is there some vibe coming from officers of the law that is drawing me in?  A friend I’ve confided in tells me it’s all about my attraction to dominant men.  Maybe. 

Sergeant Shane’s original e-mails were much different than Detective Curt’s.  Curt was sex sex sex, right away.  Even our first conversation in person was all about sex. 

Shane was more relaxed.  We corresponded about a number of things, including sex, and he was less openly on the prowl.  But both men projected confidence and strength, which I guess I like a lot.  Both are good looking and in very good shape.  My husband is an overweight-fast-food-eating smoker. 

I don’t know exactly what is attracting me to these men.  Cop Karma?  Right now I don’t care.  All I know is that I can’t stop thinking about that slow, intense kiss Shane gave me and how much I want another one. 

HH


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I found your site on technorati and read a few of your other posts. Keep up the good work. I just added your RSS feed to my Google News Reader. Looking forward to reading more from you.

Peter Quinn

Comment by Peter Quinn

Dear HH,

I agree with the friend who says it’s your attraction to dominance that attracts you to cops. You already know the man has handcuffs, so that takes a little of the guesswork out of it, doesn’t it?

Fondly,
Constance

Comment by constancy

There’s also the paradox of breaking the rules. with someone who (supposedly) stands for law and order, which might also be a subconscious thrill.

Comment by Joe

I dont kknow why it took so long to find your blog but glad I did. My wife has a penchanct for cops and firemen too but she says the former are better than the later at sex…

Comment by bdenied

Constance – What else does a girl need, but a man with handcuffs? (Wasn’t that an Irving Berlin song?)

Joe – I’ve always had a compulsion to prove myself to authority figures, so that’s another good point.

bdenied – Why did it take you so long to find my blog?! So far, your wife is right about cops. Can’t yet compare them to firemen, but for three years I’ve had a raging crush on Denis Leary because of “Rescue Me.” Maybe one day I, too, will have the experience to make the comparison. Thanks for your comment!

Comment by Secret Confessions of a Horny Housewife

i love your blog…
i totally get the whole cop thing. men in uniform….mmm.
soldiers. firemen. cops. but cops especially.

Comment by elisabeth82

Dear HH,

“Compulsion to please authority figures” is another sure sign of a naturally submissive nature. I know whereof I speak!

Fondly,
Constance

Comment by constancy

Dear HH,
I wrote of the feeling of safety and submissiveness while being with a man so much taller, I completely agree on that. Although I never had a thing for “the uniform” I seriously have a thing for a man who’s in charge! The handcuffs would just be a nice perk!
Terra

Comment by Plays In Dirt

Well, we’re all in agreement, then: handcuffs get a thumbs up! Perhaps society should just issue a pair to every boy on his seventeenth birthday. Just think how much happier everyone would be!

Elizabeth and Terra, thank you so much for your comments!

HH

Comment by Secret Confessions of a Horny Housewife

How wonderfully delicious. I love the way you paint pictures with words! I also love kissing. I love tongues deep in me, and mine deep in them. I also enjoy the perspective you give, and the way you are exploring it. It is allowing me to explore such ideas within myself, and since I tend to be dominant, I am enjoying playing with the ideas of submission. Keep up the good work!

[and I haven't forgotten...I have plans for you.]

Comment by El

Oh, one more thought. I used to work with detectives, and I tend to want to fuck the hell out of them. There is something to that..

Comment by El

El, I totally get what you’re saying. Did anyone watch The Wire? The last episode was last night. But there is something very sexy about those police guys…

Comment by Secret Confessions of a Horny Housewife

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