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Beautiful morning to go skinny dipping,” I said with a lump in my throat and an increased heart rate.

    “Sure, guess that’s okay. Could use a beer, too, if you have one at the house.”

    “I sure do. I got everything you need there.”

    With that, I was heading home to my house with Sean following me. I had kind of a tingling in my stomach and felt like a virgin schoolgirl selling cookies to a work release gang. Why was I so anxious all of a sudden? Was I planning on hitting on Sean if I thought he was gay? Would that even be smart? Then I thought again how he’d looked walking up to me at the robbery scene and knew I had to see for myself what was under the uniform at least.

    “You can take off your uniform and stuff in my bedroom and use the hangers in my closet. There are also towels in the hallway there, so grab yourself one or two. I’m going to feed the dog and will be right behind you.”

    “Okay, Sarge, and don’t forget the beer!”

    “I won’t, and call me Brian off duty,” I said.

    After I’d fed the dog and grabbed a couple of beers, I turned to go upstairs to the bedroom and almost fell over Sean, who was already down in the kitchen wearing nothing but a towel. My eyes involuntarily fell to his chest, which was well developed, with a light coating of black hair. A significant bulge was jutting out from the towel in his crotch area. He was incredible and it took my breath away.

    “Here’s your beer. Go ahead out to the pool, I’ll be out in a flash,” I said with a broad smile on my face.

    Sean smiled back and went out to the backyard.

    I practically ran up the stairs, stripped everything off, grabbed a towel and was out the door to the pool in less than two minutes. He looked sexy, all wet and smiling, as I dropped my towel, put my beer down on the edge, and dove into the deep end of the pool. As I swam towards Sean, I opened my eyes underwater and saw a beautiful cock and a nice set of balls on my partner. After coming up for air, I smiled and asked him how he liked the water.

    “It’s great. I haven’t been skinny dipping in a couple of years and it feels great. I always feel very free when I swim nude.”

    “Well, you have an open invitation to swim here nude anytime you like.”

    “Won’t your wife or girlfriend object to having a strange guy swimming naked in her pool?” he asked with an innocent look on his face.

    “Actually, I’m not married and don’t have a girlfriend, just like you,” I replied.

    “Really? I was sure you had a wife at your age. Usual cop divorce stuff?” he asked with a look of concern.

    “No, no wife, never been married. And what do you mean ‘at your age’, Baxter?” I asked with a fake annoyed look.

    He just laughed and said, “No disrespect intended. I just mean most guys are married when they’re in their 30’s, that’s all.”

    Silence and some lazy swimming back and forth in the pool followed this exchange of conversation. We swam laps side by side, and when my hand touched his back by accident at one point, I felt a bolt of electricity go through my body. I felt like a kid again going to his first high school dance with a new girlfriend. He didn’t even acknowledge that I had touched him.

    “Damn, this is great! What a way to relax after a long, hot shift,” he said.

    “This helps me keep my sanity on this job. It’s a way to let go and regain some inner peace from a tough job,” I replied.

    “Do you date at all, Brian?”

    “I go out to the bars once in a while, and if I’m lucky, I find some companionship for a night or longer, but nothing permanent. Just haven’t met the right person yet.”

    “I see. What bars do you go to?”

    Now that was a loaded question. If I lied, it would tell me nothing, but if I told the truth, it might reveal the answer to the $64,000 question of the hour.

    “I go to the Ramrod or the Buzz Saw, usually.”

    Without blinking an eye, Sean smiled and said, “Yeah, I go there