If Loving You is Wrong

EVERYONE IN THIS STORY IS OVER EIGHTEEN YEARS OF AGE.

This story is a rewrite of a story I wrote earlier and then discarded. I want to thank TRCIII for his help with the rewrite and the editing. It is a love story about two good friends who fall in love with the same woman. She is also attracted to both of them from the beginning. And wants to keep them both in her life? There is a lot of love and sex in this story. This story is fictional but has happened many times. If you can"t handle reading about a cheating spouse, the story is not for you.

Chapter One

Motorcycle Officer Michael O'Rourke was on his way to meet his supervisor, Sgt. David Evans for lunch when a red convertible ran the red light right in front of him. Mike turned on the blue lights and pursued the vehicle. The convertible, occupied by two white females, pulled to the curb immediately. Mike notified the dispatcher of his location and the description of the vehicle and the occupants. The top was down, and he could see the driver was a blonde with hair to her shoulders and the passenger a brunette with a ponytail. Mike observed the driver had both hands on the steering wheel, and the passenger had her hands on the dash. Not what he expected. Probably watching way too many police shows, he thought.

"Ma'am, I stopped you because you disregarded the red light. I need to see your license, registration, and proof of insurance."

Mike stood where he could keep an eye on both occupants but not in a position that would leave him vulnerable to an assault. With Michael, it's always by the book; he followed department protocol scrupulously.

"Officer, my license is in my purse, which is on the floor by my feet. May I reach down and pick up my purse?"

An alarm bell went off in Mike's head. "No one had ever asked permission before retrieving their license," Mike thought to himself.

"Ma'am, you may reach down slowly and retrieve your purse. Set it in your lap and open it but do not put your hand in the purse before I give you the okay."

She set the purse in her lap, opened it as told, and then looked up at Mike with sparkling blue eyes and a beautiful smile. Her beauty took his breath away. He almost forgot why he stopped her. Not seeing any weapon in her purse Mike nodded his okay to get her driver's license. She handed Mike her license, then returned her hands to the steering wheel. Mike studied the license and found her name was Angelina Williams, age 23, 5' 6", 110 lbs., blonde hair, blue eyes. She fit the description in every detail.

Mike looked at the passenger and said, "You look familiar. Have I had an occasion to stop you in the past?"

"No, but we have worked some of the same details. I'm Officer Rita Sanchez from the 10th precinct," she smiled.

"Damn it, Sanchez! Why didn't you say something when I first stopped you," Mike growled?

"I was having too much fun watching you do everything by the book. I love watching a veteran officer do his job," she giggled.

"Now you are just acting like a smart ass. Did you tell your friend how to act when I stopped you?"

Officer Sanchez nodded and grinned. Mike was just getting ready to hand Ms. Williams her license back when Sgt. Evans parked behind Mike's motorcycle and walked up to converse with him about the stop.

"I heard you radio the traffic stop and decided to pull over and back you up, but it looks like you have everything under control," Sgt. Evans smiled.

Mike told Sgt. Evans, about the red-light violation and how the occupants had acted. And in keeping with his reputation of being a ladies' man, Sgt. Evans swaggered up to the vehicle and scoped out the two girls. Mike introduced Officer Sanchez and Ms. Williams to Sgt. Evans. The Sergeant's eyes first fell on Ms. Williams. She looked up at him with her big blue eyes and Sgt. Evans's heart skipped a beat. If there was really such a thing as love at first sight, Evans had just experienced it. He barely acknowledged Officer Sanchez's presence.

Sgt. Evans and Mike huddled by his motorcycle. They spoke for a moment, and then Evans decided to have some fun with O'Rourke. He asked, "Are you sure this was not an IAB (Internal Affairs Bureau) check? Are you sure that Officer Sanchez doesn't work for IAB?"

Sgt. Evans was getting a kick out of jerking Mike's chain. Mike stood with a blank expression. The wheels were turning in his head. He looked at Officer Sanchez and then back to Sgt. Evans. It was all Evans could do to keep a straight face.

"Don't you think it would be a good idea to check her and the vehicle for warrants on the air?" Evans asked. "You know, just in case Sanchez is an IAB Officer." "Dispatch, I need a QW on Angelina Williams, DOB 4/7/92, and a QV on Arizona 3Y2-594."

Michael gave the dispatcher the information even though he felt Evans might be pulling his leg. A moment later, the dispatcher advised there WAS a warrant for Angelina Williams for failure to appear in court for a traffic violation. Mike motioned for Angelina to step out of the vehicle. Sgt. Evans' jaw dropped. Angelina reluctantly complied with Officer O'Rourke's orders.

Mike was getting ready to handcuff her when the dispatcher asked, "Is the Angelina Williams you have in custody a black female, 5' 1", 165 pounds?"

Mike happily replied, "No, Dispatch, my suspect is white, 5' 6" 110 pounds."

"We have no warrants on the vehicle, and your suspect is clearly not the Angelina Williams referred to in this warrant," the dispatcher reported.

Mike sighed in relief and looked at Evans, who was equally relieved. Sgt. Evans gave his approval to let Ms. Williams off with a courtesy ticket. A courtesy ticket is a warning that carries no penalty but is kept on file for ninety days. If the driver is not stopped for a violation in the next ninety days, the courtesy ticket is expunged from the system.

Michael and David stood by Mike's motorcycle and quietly deliberated for a moment. Occasionally they would look up and smile at the two women. After a couple of minutes, both were shaking their heads in the affirmative.

"Officer Sanchez, we were just going for lunch. Would you and Ms. Williams like to join us?" Mike asked, following a suggestion from Sgt. Evans to extend the invitation.

Officer Sanchez exchanged a few private words with Ms. Williams and then said, "We would love to join you two for lunch, but you have to agree to stop calling my friend Ms. Williams or Angelina. She likes to be called Angie."

"Angie, it is then," Mike smiled.

Sgt. Evans nodded his approval and asked, "Sanchez, do you know Poncho's Cocina?"

Officer Sanchez nodded her head, yes. Mike led the way on his motorcycle, followed by Angie and Rita. Sgt. Evans brought up the rear in his patrol car.

Lunch was cordial and pleasant. Angie's personality matched her beautiful smile. Though Evans was the more confident of the two, he let Michael, the shy, sometimes awkward one, take the lead. Michael always treated women with respect. David, the horndog of the two, always looked for the girl most likely to jump into bed with him. Surprisingly Michael did quite well conversing with Angie.

David and Michael had met and dated some of the same girls during their college years. David always lets Michael have first dibs on girls they met because of Mike's shy awkwardness around girls. After a few dates, many of the girls would move on from Michael because of his shyness, and then David would swoop in on the ones he wanted to have sex with. Michael's mother taught him to be respectful to women. David viewed all women as a means to sexual gratification.

Rita's Hispanic features were easy on the eyes. Rita had been married and divorced at an early age. She was more like David, more interested in sex than love. Rita's smile, smooth, supple, beige skin, and chestnut-brown eyes combined make her totally irresistible to both men AND women. Rita had that smoldering look that screamed, 'I love sex! Any kind of sex.' And from the way Rita would occasionally regard Angie, she had secret desires for Angie. However, Dave and Mike's attention was on Angie, and they missed the bi-signals from Rita.

Michael kept a steady dialogue between him and Angie. David sat back and observed. Angie noticed David occasionally checking her out. It flattered her but also made her a bit uncomfortable. When David stared at her ample 36C breasts, it made her incredibly hot. Angie had as much interest in David as she did Michael but realized right off that David wasn't looking for a lasting relationship. She had dated men like him before and instinctively knew he could never become anything more than a fuck buddy. When Michael asked for Angie's phone number, she cut a glance at David and gave her number verbally. David smiled at Angie and winked. She blushed. And Mike didn't even notice the coquettish interactions between David and Angie. ~~~~~~ Michael and David first met at Arizona State University, and though there was a distinct difference in their backgrounds, they formed a friendship that had lasted for almost a decade. Mike was an only child of mid-western, upper-middle-class parents who had post-graduate degrees. Michael's parents were reluctant to discuss sexual matters with him as he entered puberty, leaving him to figure most of it out on his own. As a result, Mike was a bit naïve when it came to sex. He knew the basics of what it took to please a woman, but he was in the dark when it came to foreplay.

Dave's family was entirely different when it came to sexual matters. There were rumors of incest among aunts, uncles, cousins, and siblings. Many believe incest is common among the uneducated poor of the rural south. True or not, David lost his virginity at an early age. The woman he lost it to emphasized the importance of adequately preparing the woman before proceeding with intercourse. David's family were poor dirt farmers from the rural south. David was the only member of his large clan that finished high school. A twist of fate brought Michael and David together in college.

Michael majored in Physical Education because he had been a physical fitness enthusiast since Junior High School. David majored in Criminal Justice because he had always wanted to be a police officer. He also minored in girls, sex, and sports. David was a star pitcher for his high school baseball team. He was tall, 6' 3", with 220 pounds of sheer muscle. His size and athletic ability had provided him a means to obtain an education, one that he couldn't have otherwise afforded. David turned down a sizeable signing bonus with a minor league baseball team from the Midwest and joined the Phoenix Police Department.

Michael was successful mainly due to his middle-class status. While he was smaller than David in stature, at 5'11" and 190 pounds, he could compete physically with almost anyone. Michael had become an expert in martial arts and worked hard to keep his body in shape. People thought that if Michael and David ever came to blows, it would be an excellent match; Michael's martial arts skill against David's size and strength.

Their friendship was forged in mutual respect. Michael admired David mostly because he had come from such meager means yet had grown stronger for it. The fact that David had come from a low-income family never stood in his way. It motivated him. However, his real strength was that he carried no chip on his shoulder. He accepted life as it was and felt that he would be recognized and rewarded if he were the best at what he did. David liked Michael's easygoing demeanor and regimented adherence to the rules. David also liked the fact that they could be friends in addition to being fierce competitors.

After college, the two friends went their separate way. David went to work for the Phoenix Police Department, and Mike went to work at an upscale resort spa as a personal trainer and a martial arts instructor. However, a few years later, fate brought them back together when Dave convinced Mike to join the Phoenix Police Department. ~~~~~ Michael wasted little time asking Angie for a date after the traffic stop and lunch. The very next afternoon, Michael took Angie for a ride on his personal motorcycle. Mike owned a twenty-thousand-dollar Harley-Davidson Softail Fat Boy. They motored out to a country lane and enjoyed a picnic. Angie sat behind Mike and held on tightly with her arms around his waist. Angie loved riding on the motorcycle with Mike. One of the things she enjoyed most was the vibration of the bike against her vagina. She stopped counting her orgasms after twelve.

Mike and Dave always spent their weekends together playing in various sports leagues in the Phoenix area. David and Michael both played on the police department's flag football team. They invited Angie to observe their games and then treated her to a nice lunch or dinner. Angie enjoyed watching them at play. She loved watching David's athletic skills on the baseball field. He was the undisputed star of the Phoenix Police Department's amateur baseball team. Angie looked forward to their weekends and spending time with both. They were fun to be with, and David kept things lively with his humor and off-color jokes.

Mike and Angie began dating regularly, and on occasion, David double-dated with them. If for no other reason, Dave secretly loved Angie and loved being around her. David and Rita hooked up a couple of times. Rita is the female version of David and never expected anything other than sexual gratification periodically. They became fuck buddies when the mood struck them.

Mike had been dating Angie for about six months when David started dating a secretary from the Bureau of Records on a somewhat regular basis. She was a pretty redhead with emerald green eyes, pale white skin, and a freckled face. She was a passionate and sizzling-hot young woman that even the experienced and handsome David had trouble managing. Dave never dated anyone for long. He liked to play the field and keep his options open for new and better possibilities. David typically had sex with just about every woman he dated. If they didn't have sex, it was usually because David didn't want it.

It was on a weekend night, and the four of them had just left a movie and were barely on the road when Mike heard rustling and a moan in the back seat of his car. Mike knew that something was going on between David and his date but was afraid to check it out. Angie sat passively in the passenger seat, pretending she hadn't heard anything.

Eventually, curiosity got the best of Mike, and he furtively reached up to adjust the rearview mirror. A little gasp escaped his lips when it appeared that David's date was giving him a hand-job. Mike couldn't see her hand, but it seemed to be a hand-job from the movement of her arm.

Angie was just as curious as Mike but was too timid to spy on their best friend and his date. However, when she heard Mike loudly gasp, she instinctively turned her head. A gasp came from Angie's lips when she saw that David's date had his erect penis in her tiny hand. Angie turned her head quickly back forward and acted as if she had seen nothing. However, Angie's breathing was more rapid now. The sight of David's penis pulsing in the girl's hand was indelibly burned into her brain. Angie couldn't recall ever seeing a cock that large, not even in magazines.

Mike tried to keep his eyes on the road but kept glancing into the mirror. He watched as the redhead lowered her head to David's lap until Mike could only see the top of her head. When Mike heard a moan of frustration, he knew that she was having difficulty getting David's cock down her tiny throat. Mike had seen David enough in the locker rooms to know that his private parts' size matched his large frame.

Mike's trousers became uncomfortably tight as an erection developed. When he glanced over at Angie, she was staring at the bulge in his pants. Mike and Angie had been together sexually only a few times during their short relationship. Mike had the impression that Angie was a bit prudish when it came to sex. Later, after they married, he found that to be partially true. She was conservative when it came to sex and preferred the missionary position. However, with the proper foreplay, Angie could be quite active in the bedroom. Unfortunately, Mike lacked in his ability to present adequate foreplay, but a good porn video sometimes caused her to get quite aroused.

Another loud moan came from the backseat forcing Mike's eyes to the mirror again. His breathing grew irregular when he saw David's date moving her head up and down in his lap. The look on Mike's face caused Angie to glance back again. Her eyes opened wide as she watched the girl suck David's long cock deep into her throat. In an unexpectedly bold move, Angie reached over and grasped Mike's cock through his pants. Mike watched Angie stare shamelessly into the back seat. Her hand began to unconsciously move slowly up and down Mike's cloth-covered cock. Mike thought of taking his cock out of his pants. However, Angie's actions were so unanticipated that he didn't want to spoil the moment. Instead, he quietly moaned and let her stroke him through his pants.

The moans in the backseat grew louder. When David was very near his orgasm, he opened his eyes and was surprised to find Angie staring him in the face. She seemed to be holding her breath. He smiled, but Angie seemed spellbound and never broke eye contact. David was so close to cumming he entangled his fingers in the girl's hair and forcibly face fucked her. He shoved her head up and down. Dave's eyes were locked on Angie's eyes the whole time. When the feeling was too much for him, he closed his eyes and lifted his hips as a moan of pleasure escaped his lips. Dave pretended it was Angie drinking his cum.

Angie's eyes left David's to look at the moving head of the pretty redhead. Angie thought that she heard a groan from the cute girl and then saw the girl's head stop moving as her hand continued to pump the rigid cock. Suddenly, Angie realized that the girl was drinking David's cum as it gushed from his shaft. Without even realizing it, Angie's hand began to squeeze and pump Mike's cock at the same pace that the redheaded girl was milking David's cock. Angie secretly wished it was her drinking down David's ejaculate.

Mike couldn't or didn't want to stop Angie's hand as she pumped him closer to orgasm. His hips involuntarily lifted as he emptied his load and moaned like a horny teenager filling his pants with white, sticky cum. Later that night, back at Mike's apartment, Angie and Mike had the best sex they had ever experienced in their short relationship. Mike still thought of it as one of the best sexual experiences the two had ever had.

Michael awakens the following morning to the sensation of a warm wet mouth and tongue swabbing the head of his exhausted cock. He initially thought he had a wet dream. Angie skillfully drained Michael's balls before he was fully awake. They spent most of that morning in bed making love, then took a motorcycle ride into the desert.

After eighteen months of dating, Mike and Angie were married in a simple ceremony at City Hall. David served as Mike's best man, and Rita Sanchez was Angie's maid of honor. They honeymooned at the Pointe Hilton Tapatio Cliffs Resort in Phoenix. Angie loved Michael dearly but had a rough time adjusting to a police officer's wife's life. Through it all, David was always there for both Mike and Angie. David assured Angie that life would get better when Mike moved up the ladder through promotions.

When Mike worked the Mid-Watch, 2 P.M. to 10 P.M., Angie hated being alone during dinner time. Sometimes Rita Sanchez would come over and keep her company. In March, David was promoted to Lieutenant and named Commander of the Police Training Academy, normally a Captain's position or higher. The regular daytime hours made David more available to keep company with Angie when Mike worked Mid-Watch. Mike appreciated David coming to his and Angie's aid during the stressful Mid-Watch hours. David enjoyed spending time with Angie, even if it was just as a friend.