Ho, Ho, Ho
2006-12-19 @ 8:53 p.m.

I did double-duty on Saturday. That's was fun. Slutty, but fun.

Chris and I had a breakfast date when he got off work. He came by around 8:30. He just left work and was in his uniform. My god, I love that. It's not just the uniform, it's the whole package. I mean. a police officer that looks like a sausage stuffed into a casing two sizes to small doesn't really work for me. But Chris...

Chris is somewhat obsessive about looking professional. His shirts and pants are always pressed and creased. He takes a lot of pride in looking the way a police officer should look. Also, he has broad shoulders and is fit and trim. There's nothing quite as hot as a well-built cop in uniform. They look sharp and they look delectable.

After breakfast, we chatted for quite a while. It was nice. Just some really good talk. Every day, mundane talk that always makes you feel close to someone. Then Chris freshened-up with a long, hot shower. We were going to watch a movie but instead, after a few minutes, I joined him.

He must not have heard me come into the bathroom because he was singing. Poorly, I might add. He was singing Jewel's Hands. I like that song. It's a pretty song when she sings it. Let me tell you, it's not so pretty when performed by a tone-deaf man.

I laughed and he jumped. "Relax," I said. "I won't tell any of your fellow officers that you sing Jewel in the shower. Unless you really piss me off."

I stepped into the shower and stood behind him. I scrubbed him down. Then, with my nice, soapy hands, I began to stroke his hard on. The whole thing was very sexy, standing under the warm water, our bodies wet (and sparkling clean).

The shower hand job is easy. The shower blow job? A bit more tricky. I ended up bending over to suck his cock. It was uncomfortable after a while, and I almost slipped and fell. So, there goes my synchronized swimming career. For safety purposes, we adjourned to the bedroom. We had sex for an hour or so, then Chris fell asleep and I got some things done around the house.

Chris slept until three o'clock. Then, he had to go home, get some things done, catch some more winks and head back to work for his Sunday night/Saturday morning shift.

Meanwhile, I had a date with Steve that night. A real date. Dinner, some Christmas shopping and a movie. We then went back to my house and Steve stayed the night. I even wore that awful Baby Doll Steve bought me a few weeks ago. He thought it looked hot. I thought I looked like Mrs. Clause....If she was a crack whore!

Two guys: one day. Yes, ho, ho, ho.

I'm thinking of reviving the The Piper Awards as something fun for the dark, cold days of February. It's all in good fun and not to be taken too seriously. Feel free to send some nominations my way. I'm always woefully behind on all the good bloggers out there.

Finally, my parents are out of here on a few days after Christmas. They're off to California for two weeks. Therefore, in immature, haven't yet grown-up style, I'm hosting a small, intimate New Years Eve Party at the house. It'll be wonderful because it has a lot of room and a lot of privacy from neighbors. Actually, total privacy. Should be a blast.

Everyone have a terrific Holiday. Stay safe, happy and warm. See you next week.