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Citation
"Damn!" The patrol car's blue and red flashers loomed large in my rear- view
mirror: I had been caught. I pulled into the parking lot of a large mall simply
because traffic on the street was too heavy. I held on to a faint hope that the
patrol car would keep going, but no such luck it pulled in right behind me. For
the first time, I got a good look at the officer behind the wheel. Auburn hair
and hazel eyes -- the kind that could melt ice cubes and start fires!
"If I have to get a ticket, at least it will come from a good looking lady," I
muttered out loud.
When she stepped from the patrol car, I received a double surprise: not only did
she have a stunning face, but she filled her uniform magnifi- cently! She was
very shapely and looked like she could handle herself in any situation, from a
street brawl to the bedroom. Looking at her walk as she approached my car, I
felt that familiar warmth and stirring in the most private parts of my body.
"What the hell, John" I said to myself, "Let's have a little fun." As she
approached I noticed the absence of a wedding ring, something I al- ways look
for on good-looking women. Not that a wedding ring really makes a difference
-- just a different approach required, that's all! I rolled down my window
and waited.
She stood cautiously about three feet from my door. I put both hands on the
steering wheel to let her know I meant no harm, and I looked up into those deep,
hazel eyes with a big grin on my face.
"I hope you realize," I said good-naturedly, "that this has completely destroyed
any possibility of a meaningful relationship between us."
Her eyes widened slightly in surprise, radiating a twinkle that promised a great
sense of humor. A wide smile came shortly after, and she hid it with her hand.
"Excuse me," she said in a silky voice that failed to hide her amusement. "I'll
be right back. Please stay where you are." She returned to her patrol car and
got in. I could see her laughing in my rearview mirror, aided by the lights in
her car and the lights in the parking lot. Officer K. Edwards had a sense of
humor all right and I was determined to test it to the limit!
While she sat in the patrol car, I unzipped my slacks and fished out my semihard
cock. The mere sight of the way she filled her uniform made me tingle all over!
A few sensual strokes and my cock stood up in my lap like a submarine's
periscope looking for something to torpedo. A quick check of the rearview showed
me she was returning, her countenance com- posed and meaning business.
"May I have your driver's license, registra... Oh Shit!" She had seen the
periscope. I no longer saw humor in those gorgeous eyes -- had I carried my
little joke too far?!
"Sir," she said in a controlled and level tone of voice, "please put your penis
back in your pants and step out of the car." Her right hand rested on the butt
of the gun at her side. "I'm sorry, Officer Edwards,
I..." "Do it now." She cut me off sternly, her hand tightening on the gun. I
knew she meant business. I was sorry I had gone as far as I did and was more
than a little embarrassed and frightened. I stuffed my cock back in my pants
as best I could while she watched, and then got out of the car.
"Face the car, put your feet apart, lean against the car with your hands on the
roof." "Oh, come on, officer. I was only..." "Please DO IT, sir."
I was really scared now, and the fear only made my now-aching cock even
harder. I assumed the position she requested, my heart thudding in my chest,
pumping even more blood into my already stiff shaft. She pulled my feet
further away from my car with her own, forcing my weight onto my hands and
setting me off balance.
Beginning at my ankles she frisked me, moving slowly upward, first on the
outside, then the inside of my legs. When she reached my crotch, she pushed
gently upward on my testicles, then moved her ...
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