We had just been to a party, at one of our mutual friends house and were driving back along an A road, it was fairly quiet about so Tom put his foot down a little, not too fast but a bit over the limit.
I'd had enough to drink to feel giddy but I knew what I was doing, I put my hand on tom's thigh and slowly dragged my nails along the inside leg of his jeans towards his cock. He shifted in his seat a little so I could get my hand on his belt and undo it. I stopped.
I shifted myself in my seat as he kept on eye on the road and one on me, as I moved my short dress rode up to reveal my bare milky white thigh, he took his eyes off the road briefly just as I started teasing him by playing with the edge of my dress which was so close to my deliciously wet pussy. I tipped my head back and closed my eyes teasing him more so, I started playing with my nipple through the thin fabric of my dress and bra.
I opened my eyes just in time to see the blue lights behind us, he slowed down as discreetly as he could but unless he suddenly braked we were still slightly over speed limit. The police car flashed its lights and motioned us to pull over. We pulled into the nearest lay-by.
Tap tap, one of the officers knocked on the passenger window, I leaned over to click the switch to open it, giving him a good flash of cleavage (hoping it would work in my favour) as I did so, I could tell it was a policeman by his body, a muscular body, I could about make out the shape of his forearms through his light summer shirt.
Is this your car sir? He spoke across to Tom who was sitting there like a stunned rabbit. Looking at my thighs as he did so, I could smell my sex in the air and I'm sure he could to as he leaned over me slightly so he could see Tom. The torch he was holding caught the drops my wetness that had trickled onto the inside of my thighs, they glistened in the bright white light.
The officer signalled to his work colleague who was still sat in the patrol car. He bought the breathalyser over and breathalysed tom, he was a slightly skinnier version of his colleague still muscley but not quite as toned. Once the machine beeped and he could see tom was ok to drive he gave him a warning. Then he looked at me. A hard deep look of pure lust my dress was still up around the tops of my thighs,
him and his colleague said they were going to search the car. They asked tom to open the boot. He did so, then a look of panic spread across his face. Oh no, the gag and our cuffs from our recent play in the woods were still in the boot. He moved round to the boot and opened it, found our toys.
I heard him to talk to his colleague, followed by hushed tones then a mischievous laugh. They came back to the front of the car with our toys in hand. The first officer asks tom to get out of the car, he steps out and goes over to the police officers, all 3 are stood in front of me, talking but I can't hear a thing they're saying.