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It happened one night I was driving home from a night out with the girls. I hadn’t had anything to drink due to the driving but it had still been a good night. As I drove along the dark country road light flashed behind me. “Fuck!” I thought and pulled over. Watching through the mirror I saw the policeman get out his car and walk down towards me. I rolled down my window and plastered a smile to my face.”How can I help you officer?” I asked.”License please,” he replied.”Sure.” I said, handing it over.He looked at it and then back at me. “Do you know why I stopped you?” he asked.Playing coy I replied, “No.””You were speeding,” he said matter of factly. “Can you step out the car please Miss,” he added.’Great.’ I thought. I really didn’t need this; any more points and I was going to loose my license.”Look, I’m sorry but I don’t think I was going that fast…” I said trying my best to pull off the dumb blonde look. “I’m sure this isn’t necessary,” I added.”I’ll be the judge of that Miss.”Wow! This guy was wound tighter than a coil.Taking out a tester he added, “Please blow into this.””I haven’t drunk anything!” I replied.”Blow,” he repeated.So I blew. Wrapping my lips around it I looked up at him. While I was waiting etimesgut escort for the machine to agree with me I looked him up and down. He was quite tall, not what you would call hot, but he did have these great eyebrows and his mouth was quite nice too. I couldn’t tell what kind of body he had hidden under the uniform, and I was a little concerned my mind had drifted there.’Bleep’ went the machine.”Okay you’re clean,” he said.I smiled. “I told you so,” I said.”Yes, well, there is still the speeding to sort out.”‘Damn!’ I thought. Then another thought hit me; maybe I could flirt my way out of this.”Seriously?” I purred. “Surely a strapping officer like you has better things to do than sort out a little speeding ticket?” Giving him my most seductive look and pouting slightly I added, “It’s just if I get more points I’ll lose my license and well, you wouldn’t want that to happen to me. Would you?””The law is the law Miss.”‘Tough crowd’ I thought. Smiling sweetly I said, “But it’s just me and you here, no-one has to know…”I could see from the look on his face he was considering it but still his voice was hard when he replied. “I can’t do that Miss. I will have to write you eryaman escort a ticket.”‘Oh for fuck sake’ I thought. I stepped up to him and placing my hand on his chest I said, “Surely there’s something we can work out that benefits us both?”A little stunned he looked at me, “Are you suggesting a payoff?””Well, no,” I said, and added, “But if that’s what you want…” Taking a step back he said, “You do know it’s a crime to bribe a police officer?””Is it?” I replied innocently. Placing my hand over my chest in mock surprise I added, “I honestly didn’t know that.”His eyes drifted down to my chest, noticing this I kept my hand where it was and slowly slid my fingers along the top of my breast. I didn’t know why but for some reason I really wanted to seduce him. Maybe it was because he was so tightly wound, or the fact he wasn’t responding to my flirting, or maybe it was because I was starting to turn myself on with all the wicked things running through my head. Either way, I really wanted him.Looking up at him through my fluttering eyelashes I said, “I’m sorry if I offended you.””It’s okay Miss,” he said, looking back into my eyes. Taking out his book he began to write.’Damn’ I thought. sincan escort ‘This is not working.’ Shifting tactics I ran my hands up and down my arms, squeezing my breasts together in the process. The movement had his eyes sliding back over them.”It’s chilly,” I said, explaining the movement. “Do you really have to ticket me? Isn’t there anything I can do to stop you?” I asked.His eyes didn’t leave my breasts as he replied, “Turn around and place your hands on the car.””Wait! What? You’re arresting me?” I stammered.”Please Miss.” he answered.I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. He was going to arrest me. Turning around I placed my hands on the roof of the car.He stepped up behind me and starting from my wrists he ran his hands along my arms and down my sides, all the way down my legs to my ankles. Despite my annoyance at my plan not working goosebumps exploded under his touch. He ran his hands back up my leg, one hand on the outside and one running up the inside. As his hand got higher my breath caught in my throat. He repeated the move on the other leg this time going a little slower.I could feel myself getting quite wet as his hand traveled higher and unlike the last time he didn’t stop on my thigh. His hand traveled all the way up until his fingers were extremely close to my wet waiting pussy.”Spread them,” he said.Smiling to myself I did. The second my legs parted his fingers found me. They slid under my panties and cupping my pussy he said, “You’re already wet! You’re a dirty girl.

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