Chapter 5

I got to work Friday and I was training Karen again.

   "Why me?" I pouted to myself.

   "Amy!" my Corporal called out to me.

I turned around with my eyebrows raised in waiting, showing my disdain for having to drag Karen around with me on a Friday night.

   "Can you both do 4 hours overtime tonight for the concert? Karen, you need the training and Amy you have been asking for overtime." he tells us.

I look at Karen hoping she says no, knowing I can't turn down the hours if I want to get out of my exes house. To my horror she agrees.

I called dispatch informing them I was with 178 again and all calls would be for her.

   "It's all you today!" I inform her, "I am only here to help if you get stuck."

   "Um, ok, do I need to tell dispatch we are available? " She asks.

   "Yes. " I tell her.

She keys up her radio, "Um, ok, like, um dispatch, um hold on?" She stares at me wide eyed. I try to hide my laugh.

   "178 to dispatch. I'm 10-8" I tell her.

She repeats what I said. This was going to be an extra long night.

   A couple hours of stumbling through calls and radio etiquette it was time to report to the grand theatre to set up metal detectors for the concert. I was explaining to Karen what her job would be when I felt him. I look over my shoulder and didn't see him so I turned back to Karen. She was staring in the direction of the escalators with her mouth agape.

I turned again as she asks, "Who is that?"

   I knew as I turned who it was and every part of me wanted to scream MINE! in her face. I could feel his presence close in on me like a weight pushing down on my body. I tried to act like I didn't notice him and caught Karen's attention back to me saying he was just some night shifter.

   "Why haven't I seen him before?" she asked

   "He is normally an outside guard" I told her anger and jealousy rising up in my gut. She needed to stop looking at him!

He took a position right behind me on the metal detector waving the wand detector in his hand. It looked like a paddle, so as I am bringing people through the front detector I could feel his eyes boring into my back and thinking how great in would be for him to bend me over his knee and spank me. After the first rush of the crowd went through we broke down my metal detector. Thank God he wasn't behind me any more. I reported to my station near the sound booth on the floor area. Standing room only for this concert. I hated being on the ground level because I couldn't see over the crowd.

   I heard radio chatter and Keith was dealing with a guest who was already drunk and trying to fight. I looked over and watched the exchange as I could see them on the side of the theatre. The guest's back was facing me. I could tell by his body language he was arguing with Keith and throwing his hands around. I started to walk over to see if I could assist when I saw Keith square his shoulders. I stopped in my tracks, as ice filled his eyes, and I swear he grew 6 inches. He looked murderous and I creamed my panties right then and there. The guest must have seen it too because he shrunk down, bowed his head and left.

I walked back to my spot squeezing my thighs together trying to contain the heat burning at my core. After the first couple songs I was starting to relax a bit. A guest grabbed me, "A man just pissed in the floor!"

Are you FUCKING kidding me!!!! I growled. I grabbed the guest by his collar and dragged him out of the crowd. His dick was still in his hand. He waved it at me, "Did you come to help me baby?" he drunkenly asked me. I gave him a smirk, "With what? I don't see anything? Tuck it away before I press charges for solicitation and indecent exposure." I told him. That seemed to sober him a bit and he slid his dick back into his zipper. I passed him off to a Sgt. and went back to my spot.

A minute later I felt Keith and seen him walking up to me looking really pissed off. He stopped when his chest brushed my shoulder. His presence enveloped me and my panties got wet again just smelling him. He smelled of mint and a little cologne mixed with a little earthy sweat smell. I was salivating. He leans down just inches from my ear. I could feel his breathe raise goosebumps down my neck as he spoke. I tried not to tremble from his closeness.

   "Do you think we would get in trouble if I asked you to dance"?" He asks. Wet again, I try to compose myself and answer,

   "I don't think we would get in trouble for you asking, but if we actually started dancing it might be frowned upon." I'm a dumbass I think to myself.

" Ok." he says, and walks off.

I felt cold as soon as he left. I was in trouble.