A New Beginning (closed for HotSouthernGuy & I)

sallythescorpian

a bad, bad girl
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Trisha Hansen had a tough job. She was a cop and had the added difficulty in being a female cop. While most of the guys were great, there were a few who resented her being there, and thought that she could not be as good as a male partner. There was an amount of ribbing which she took in her stride. She had to, that was how it worked.

In retrospect, it hadn’t been such a great idea to get hot and heavy with Det. David Brennan. It had been a whirlwind fling. Three months after they first dated, she had moved into his apartment, convinced that wedding bells would be ringing in her near future. Apparently while she’d been hearing wedding bells, he’s been hearing alarm sirens, and after two short months of shacking up together, he asked her to move out!!

Their affair had been the talk of the department, and some of the guys had passed comments that she intended to screw her way to the top. Those same guy were almost gleeful when the love match imploded. If some of the guys were bad, the women were worse. They felt no compunction in telling her that she had made things worse for all women in the department, which Trisha thought was a little over the top.

Trisha’s partner had just gone on Maternity Leave, and she was being assigned another partner, who was transferring from another department. She sat in the Lieutenant’s office waiting to meet her new partner, determined to get things off on the right foot. Her long black hair was in an updo, her uniform fit her size 6 figure well, and she wore a little make up, just highlighting her dark eyes, and a little lip gloss to show off her full lips. Not that she wanted to look sexy. Oh no! She had been burnt enough by that tack, but she looked well groomed, and professional, and was eager to meet her new partner.
 
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Like every cop, Matt Peters faced long hours, getting shot at on the job, amongst other things. These weren't exactly the best things to face for a newly married couple. Kelly was the love of his life. She made him laugh, the easy going type but she was all about making a family and hated the hours he faced. So like every "good" couple they argued. One argument led to another, and after he finally got shot on the she finally walked out on him. He couldn't blame her, she wanted kids and he loved his job too much, it was a drug to him. The people that he put away where hooked on crack, he was hooked on his job. So to get away from the memories he left his old neighborhood, moving into a new district. At 5'11, short black hair and brown eyes and skin, coming from his East Indian ancestry. He was wearing his Civvies, blue jeans and a white buttondown, the bullet proof vest under him making him look broader then usual. He was told to talk to the Lt. to get his new assignments. Stepping into the office the first thing he noticed was the woman that was bent over the desk reading over something. He couldnt help but pass a glance at her butt before clearing his throat, "Excuse me? Lt. CarMicheal?"
 
Trisha looked around at the sound of a voice "Excuse me? Lt. CarMicheal" She hoped to God that this was NOT her new partner!! He was a hunk!! His dark swarthy looks appealing to everything in her, and she needed to be sexually attracted to her new partner, like she needed a hole in the head!!

She was still recovering from her last on the job romance, which had gone spectacularly, and publically, bad. But Lt. CarMicahel looked up, and motioned for the hunk to enter. Turning slightly toward her, the Lieutenant said " Trisha Hansen, meet Matt Peters, your new partner!"

Trisha got to her feet, and turned putting out her hand to shake, trying not to look into his mesmerising eyes, "Hey Matt! Nice to meet you! I'm looking forward to it" then blushing she clarified her previous statement "working with you!" Good God, this was going to be tough!! He was tall, dark and handsome, and already she had trouble keeping her mind on work, rather than stripping him out of his top and soft jeans that moulded and hugged his body.
 
She looked cuter then he though, he couldn't help but be attracted to her and from the redness in her checks so was she. Matt shook his head clearing his head, he didn't need these kind of thoughts running through his head, not on the first day of his new job. He took her hand shaking it, "Pleasures mine det. I look forward to working under you." "So um how about you show me around?"
 
Trisha blushed when he spoke of "working under her". A totally inappropriate image suddenly burst into her mind. Both of them naked, Trisha on top and him gripping her hips hard and driving up into her, filling her, making her moan.

Frantically trying to drag her dirty mind back to work, she smiled and said "sure, c'mon". She introduced him to the cops in the department, and showed him the break room, rest rooms, and IT secure file archives.

Trisha was just coming off duty, an had the next two days off, as did he, then Wednesday morning they were on from eight til eight. A they were leaving the office she turned on the spur of the moment, and said "seeing as how we're gonna be partners an' all, what do you say we meet for a drink tonight and I can bring you up to speed on all the office gossip!" she grinned at him, and waited for his reaction.
 
Matt thought about the chance to for drinks with Trisha. Was she asking him out? Don't guys usually do that? But hey he WAS new to town and it would give him a chance to find a good watering hole to head to after work, plus its always a good idea to get to know your partner, know what she's like off the clock, and what better way to do that then over a few drinks?

"You know I was about to ask you the same thing." he replied as he pulled off his bullet proof vest and grabbed a clean shirt out of his gym bag. "I could really go for a few beers, know a place?"
 
Trisha smiled. He had looked a little taken aback to begin with, and she had worried that he might have thought she was being forward, but he had agreed readily enough.

"Yeah, there a great place two blocks down - McCarthys, an Irish bar, in case the name didn't clue you in. There loads of music, great atmosphere, and they serve pretty good, plain food too, if you were ever looking to grab a bite to eat when you come off duty." Thinking she better make sure that it was clear this was partners and not a date, she said, "I gotta get some shut eye now, and I'm sure your the same, how about I meet you there, say about 7.00 tonight?"

At his nod, Trisha headed out, and made her way home. She was really tired after a long stint of nights, and she was looking forward to her off-rosta days. She fell into bed, and slept soundly, but awoke feeling more than a little aroused as she thought about her new partner. She got up, showered and got ready, dressing casually, being sure to NOT give off any kind of 'date' vibe. She threw on soft,faded jeans, a black tank top, and her cowboy boots, and looked at herself in the mirror. She did concede and put on make up, just a little on her eyes and some lip gloss, and happy with the result to grabbed a cab to bring her to McCarthy's.

As she got out, she checked her watch, she was ten minutes early, but no harm, she knew the staff in there, and she was happy to sit at the bar on her own, and wait for him.
 
Matt headed off to his small apartment attempting to take a few hours of shut eye, but thinking of Trisha kept him up so he decided to get up and watch some tv and take a warm shower. But his thoughts couldn't keep away from going back to Trisha and how it would feel to have her in the shower with him, both of their hands running over the other's body, getting to know each and every inch of it. Shaking his head a bit he sighed', fuck it would be a long couple of months if he couldn't get these thoughts out his head, she was his partner nothing more or less. Stepping out the shower and checking the time he realized that he was running late. Quickly dressing in a pair of jeans and an old tshirt he ran out the door finding a taxi to take him to the bar.

Trisha was already at the bar, her black tank top tight and showing of her curvy body. Walking up to her he laid his hand on her shoulder "Hey there boss, been waiting long?"
 
Trisha checked her watch, for what must have been the tenth time. Ten after, maybe he changed his mind. She tried not to be too dissappointed. This wasn't a date, it was two partners meeting up on a "get to know you".

Finishing her beer, she set the bottle down on the counter, said "no thanks" to Mike the bar man, when he asked if she wanted another. She'd maybe head to the cinema, now that she was out. Just then, she heard the door, and automatically turned toward it. There was Matt! Not wanted to look like she was on the look out for him, she signalled Mike for another beer, and waited.

"Hey there boss, been waiting long?" his warm hand on her shoulder, and his sexy voice sent shudders through her!! Turning toward him, she smiled. "Nay, just having a beer. You want one?" At his nod,she signalled Mike for another, and indicated to Matt to sit on the stool next to hers. "We can get a booth when the beer comes, if you like?" she said. "You want something to eat? and for the record, I'm not your boss! Yes I'm the senior detective, but we're partners and as far as I'm concerned we're equals!!"
 
Matt grinned "Well ok, partner, and yeah food and a beer would be great." After Mike slid over the beer to them Trisha led him to a booth where they could wait on the food. Matt slid next to Trisha in the booth, their bodies pressing together for a brief moment. Trying to straighten up a bit in the booth he took a sip of his beer, trying to keep his thoughts straight. "So Trisha, why did you want to be a cop?"
 
Trisha grinned at him "I thought the uniform was hot!!" she laughed, no, really I followed in the family's foot steps, my dad is a sheriff down in Florida, and my brother's a cop in Chicago" she said, then added cheekily, "and of course, I wanted to get my hands on some handcuffs!!"

"What about you Matt! What made you want to protect and serve?" Trisha could feel the warmth of his thigh pressing against hers, and it sent lightening bolts through her. She picked up her beer, and took a drink, and then handed a menu to Matt, "What d'you fancy?"
 
Matt laughed, oh man handcuffs this girl really knew how to get a guy going. Well two could play at that game. After ordering another beer and some hot wings he replied "Girls really love my big gun" he said not missing a beat. "That plus all the usual stuff, you know giving back to the community blah blah blah" he said with a little grin. "And of course I do make the uniform look good, right?"
 
Trisha nearly chocked on her nachos when he mentioned his big gun! She eyes him. No way was that innocent face for real!! "do you have a big gun, Matt? Bigger than the standard issue?"

She ate a few more nacho chips, and I bet you pack out a uniform REAL. Goo!! Ahe smiled, then glancing down was pleases to notice he was not unaffected by the banter!!
 
Matt worked his hardest to keep a straight face and his emotions at bay. He took a long gulp of his beer and grinned "Oh yeah much bigger, maybe you could shoot it sometime? You any good with guns?" he asked getting a little boulder with his new partner, laughing to himself as she tried to hide her face from turning red. Matt dug in to his wings and looked around the bar. It was going to be crazy working with Trisha, but from how things where going it looked like he might have some fun while he was working here. "So this is a great place," he said trying to calm things down a bit "you and the guys come here a lot?"
 
Trisha was having a great night! Matt was a great laugh, easy going, witty, and smokin' hot!! If only he was her date instead of her partner!!

Answering his question, she said, yeah sometime, although we tend to go to "Maloney's" another Irish bar, three blocks over. Its a little closer to the precinct, and they sponsor a few events for the department, so the guys like to support that place!

Trisha had almost finished her nachos, and snagged one of Jake's wings, a cheeky grin on her face. "I'm gonna enjoy working with you!" she said, and then she sucked the meat of the wing, leaving the bones clean. Matt's eyes nearly popped out of his head. Good! she thought, two could play at that teasing game.

She probably shouldn't have any more, but she ordered up a couple more beers, and two shots. Matt's glanced at her and she said "What? You didn't have 'first day shots' in your old job?" She grinned at him, pleased with her ruse, and waited for his response.
 
Matt let out a sigh and then smiled "Oh your gonna be trouble". "Okay heres the deal, first person to pass out tonight buys the drinks tomorrow." He sat back in the booth waiting for the drinks to come watching Trisha, "You know i bet those long hours on stake outs are gonna be a blast with you."

Mike finally showed up with the drinks and Matt quickly grabbed the shot glasses downing both of them with two big gulps, the warm whiskey hitting the back of his throat hard. Clearing his throat a bit Matt looked over at Trisha "So where's your shots babe?"
 
Trisha just gaped at him. "You know there are old laws still in some of the mid-west counties, and they say that shooting a man for stealing a your whiskey, is justifiable homicide!!" Trisha had no idea if that was true, but it sounded good!

"You better order me up mine, and quick, ya hear!" she heard Matt's deep chuckle and "yes ma'am!" and she grinned. He ordered up some more shots. They were both off duty tomorrow and the next day, so it was fine to go a bit wild.

Trisha downed her shots in one, and then began to shove him out of the booth. "Hey, I love this song!! Come dance with me, please?" she fluttered her eyelashes comically, and hoped he'd take her out dancing
 
Matt stood up fallowing Trisha to the dance floor. It had been months sense he had danced with his ex wife and even longer sense he had danced with anyone else. But Trisha seemed to know what she was doing, facing away from him her body swaying to the music, she turned her head to look back at him, a devilish grin on her face and the look in her eyes daring him to come closer. Matt walked up to her, placing his hands on her rocking hips, pressing her body against his, letting her lead their movements.
 
A little voice in Trisha's head was telling her that caution was the better part of valor, but the rest of her wasn't listening. She felt Matt's hands on her hips and she ground her ass back into him. As the music changed from a fairly uptempo beat, to a much slower song, she raised her arms and circled his neck, her hands behind her head, her ass pressed hard against him. More than anything, she wanted to take him home, and fuck him senseless.
 
Matt loved how Trisha felt in his hands, maybe it was the drinks but they both were being very liberal with their bodies, his hands gently sliding under her top and rubbing her toned stomach while she circled her ass against his groin. He couldn't help but think about how only a few pieces of clothing was separating him from her tight ass.
 
Trisha was seriously hot and horny!! She should not have had those shots!! All the reasons why it was a really bad idea to bring Matt home with her, went totally out of her head, and all she could think of was his toned physique, how good his hands felt on her, and what a great package he had in his pants, and how she wanted to unwrap it!!!

The song ended, and they returned to the booth, ordering up a fresh round on the way. They sat in beside one another, and Trisha gazed into Matt's eyes, loving his dark swarthy looks. She felt like she could melt right into his eyes. Her hand rested high on his thigh, and she flexed her hand, her little finger, just brushing the edge of his cock.
 
Matt felt a shock travel up his body as he felt Trisha's finger graze against this cock. He didn't know if she meant to or not but God if made him want her so bad. But this wasn't a good idea, not on the first day of the job, with his new partner at that. He needed some air, these drinks were getting to him. "Maybe we should go out for a walk? Some air could do us some good after all those drinks, and it would be great not to have to yell over the music so you can hear me."
 
Trisha's mind instantly conjoured up several inappropriate things they could do outside, on the way to her apartment, in her apartment, in her bed! What was wrong with her? This was the worst idea she'd had since her last entanglement, and the repercussions of that were still impacting on her!

But he was soooooooo hot!! It had been ages since she got laid,and she could tell from the way he danced that he would be an awesome lover.

The left the bar, and strolled down the street. It was cool and she put her arms around herself, to keep what warmth she could to herself.
 
Matt slid off his jacket and wrapped it around Trisha and pulled her in close helping her warm up a little. They walked for a while, talking about work and themselves, how bad the local college football team was doing, until they finally reached a park bench to rest their feet. Looking down at Trisha's boots Matt asked "Those not hearting your feet?" They had walked a few miles from the bar and to be honest his feet were starting to hurt in his sneakers, those boots must have been murder on Trisha.
 
Trisha looked down, not having noticed her boots before. "Naa they're okay. " They chatted for another few moments, and the on the spur of the moments Trisha said, "Im freezing my ass off here, c'mon! How bout a coffee!" The crossed the street, and walked half a block, and she dug keys out of her pocket.

"Welcome to Chez Trisha, the best (and cheapest) coffee around" she said laughing, as she pulled Matt into her condo. She brought him through to the kitchen, and brewed up two coffees for them, and then added whiskey, sugar and cream. She haded Matt his with a flourish. Two Irish coffees to finish off our night! She led him back to her sitting room, and put the Irish coffee on the coffee table in front of the couch.
 
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