Savannah
Scott pulled her cherry red Ferrari over the moment she noticed the
flashing lights. With her manicured fingernails, she unfastened the
top two buttons of her tight knit shirt. Low enough to show off her
lacy red push-up bra. In hurried grace, she checked her lipstick and
smoothed a hand over her perfectly coifed hair. From the mirror, she
gazed longingly as Officer Downs sidled up to her car, dressed in
his fitted uniform, his powerful legs well concealed. With a deep
breath she put the window down, offering a demure look.
“Afternoon,
Officer.”
He nodded,
face devoid of any emotion. “Ms Scott.”
Goose bumps
spilled along her skin at the close proximity of his cock,
restrained tightly inside his pants, just beyond her door.
Reaching
up, he removed his sunglasses, unleashing his smoldering brown eyes.
Eyes she imagined undressed her every time they had one of their
confrontations. And to her delight, there’d been many.
Voice full
of sweetness, she prompted him for conversation. “Pleasant day for a
drive, don’t you think, Officer?”
He stroked
the back of his neck, and switched the weight of his foot, swinging
his groin closer in her direction. The gesture alone sent a fresh
batch of goose bumps along her skin.
“Yes, it
is. But not above the speed limit,” he added huskily. “We both know
it’s thirty-five miles per hour through here.”
Savannah
toyed with her necklace, the silver pendant circling between her
breasts. “I know. I’m sorry. It’s the weather. My air conditioner at
home is broken, so I came out here to cool down.” In a quick motion
she swept her hand across her chest and traced the neckline of her
shirt, until she hit the swell of her breast.
If her eyes
didn’t deceive her, she’d sworn his bulge grew bigger.
From his
shirt pocket he pulled out a pad and pen. This would be the tenth
ticket she owned with his name scrawled on it. She loved everything
about his signature. Strong and stately, the way she pictured him
naked.
“I can
appreciate your need to cool down, ma’am, but this makes the third
time I’ve pulled you over in a week.”
While her
neighbors thought a woman of her age should drive something more
low-key, she preferred things hard and fast. “Well, you know what
they say. Third times a charm.” To prove the charm expression, she
batted her eyelashes. The look on his face said he wasn’t buying it,
so she switched tactics. “No, you’re right, Officer. I’ve definitely
learned my lesson. You could always get me off with a warning.”
His eyes
widened. “Pardon me?”
Savannah
feigned innocent and giggled. “I meant, let me off with a
warning.”
Head
raised, he looked around, sighing deeply. The warm breeze rustled
his black hair. Midnight black. Black as oil.
“You really
need to watch your speed, ma’am. I’d hate to take your license away
from you.”
Bottom lip
out, she nodded her head. “Oh, I understand, Officer.”
Her mind raced as he tapped the
paper with his pen. She could easily reach out and unzip his pants.
Slip her hand inside and feel the length and width of his erection.
Stroke him to a climax right then and there.
