Inhaling deeply, Jasmine closed her green eyes as she savored the sweet perfume from the vase of pink roses centering the kitchen table. This was her weekly pleasure she indulged in. All her friends enjoyed getting their nails done or massages, but she enjoyed the aroma of fresh roses each day. As she straightened her back to get ready for her day, she wrapped the floor-length, white satin robe tighter around her. The temperature had been steadily dropping all night as winter was fast approaching.
"I hate the cold." She sighed aloud. "I can't wait for it to be summer again."
She stepped quickly through her warm and inviting home, stopping briefly at the thermostat to turn it up, and back into the comfort of her bedroom. She slid the robe off, exposing her bareness. A quick glimpse in the mirror before entering the bathroom revealed a nicely defined body, smooth lines, and ample breasts. Fully aware of her body and sex appeal, she smiled and stepped into the shower. As she closes her eyes and allows the water to fully engulf her body, her minds drifts off to recall the events of the weekend...
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It was just another evening, having dinner with a close friend, and then a relatively short drive home. She had a few drinks that night and was very confident and fully aware of herself. She knew she had a charm and arrogance about her that most men could not resist. However, despite her awareness, she maintains a simple attitude, full of charisma. She turned the music up, cranked the heater on high, and rolled down the windows. Taking in the chill of the evening, paired with the warmth brewing inside the SUV, Jasmine smiled and embraced the night.
Suddenly, her car was spinning out of control after contacting the black sheet of ice on the road. It was late and fortunately there were no cars in site. The SUV stopped on the side of the road, without a scratch on it or the driver. Jasmine quickly put the car in park and dropped her head between her hands, crying softly. She was grateful for not being hurt, but shaken by the experience. Her thoughts drifted slightly as she sat there, collecting herself.
Soft lights behind her, reflecting in the mirrors, caught her attention bringing her back to the present situation. She lifted her head and turned her eyes towards the rear-view mirror. A police officer had stopped, apparently to see if she was alright. She saw no other lights in either direction and said a soft prayer of thanksgiving for her fortune. She continued watching the mirror as the officer opened his driver's side door and stepped out of the car. He was tall, with a muscular build, and appeared to be close to her age. Despite the situation, a smile came to her face and her heart quickened as she watched him approach her vehicle. He tapped lightly on her driver's window and she turned to face him. The faint glow of the street lamp illuminated his features just enough to let her know of his rugged good looks, mesmerizing eyes, and endearing smile. Catching her breath, she rolled the window down the rest of the way and said good evening.
"Ma'am, are you alright?" He asked.
"I am fine officer, just a little shaken. Thank you for stopping." She replied.
"It's very late and quite dark out, you really shouldn't be sitting here alone. Is there something wrong with your vehicle preventing you from heading home?"
"No sir, I lost control and when my car stopped on the side of the road, and I was unhurt, I took a moment to regain my composure."
"I am glad you are unharmed. A beautiful woman such as yourself, it would be a shame if something happened to you." The corners of his lips began turning upwards, and a sparkle danced in his eyes. A smile spread across his face and the pale lighting enhancing his dimples. She hadn't noticed them before. He had brown hair, hazel eyes, and guessing, she figured him about 6'2". Perfect, she thought!
Catching a peak at his name tag, she playful engaged in a very flirtatious conversation. "Why thank you, Officer ..... Cortez. A handsome man like yourself, I am sure your wife gets jealous of you being out here all night."
As the night went on, they found that they had a lot in common and yet again to her good fortune, he was not married, not even a girlfriend. "That's about to change!" she thought to herself. His shift was over in about half an hour and she gave him directions to her house and they exchanged phone numbers. The ride home became much more pleasurable as she began thinking of all the exciting things she planned to do with Officer Cortez!
Upon coming home, she lit candles in the bedroom and throughout the house. She flipped through the XM Satellite radio to find some music fitting of her mood and went to the kitchen to open a bottle of wine. Setting the glasses and bottle of wine on the coffee table, she went into the bedroom to slip into something a little more inviting. Officer Cortez would arrive any minute and she wanted it to be just right. She undressed and staring endlessly into her closet, all she could manage to see putting on was her white robe. Checking her reflection in the mirror, she heard the doorbell ring.
"This is it!" she said aloud and quickly went to answer it. As she opened the solid Cherry wood door, a smile crossed her face when she saw the bouquet of softly colored roses. Soft pastels, they were her favorite, as they always smell the sweetest. She leaned in to inhale their aroma, closed her eyes, and smiled.
"They are so beautiful. Thank you." She said, her eyes searching upwards to meet his. Her tiny 5' frame became lost against his height and stature. He was still dressed in full uniform. Jasmine had always had a thing for police officers. Tonight was different though. This one was different.
Jasmine had wanted to become a veterinarian her entire life. She had just opened her own practice a year prior. Work left her with little time to have a social life. She had dated here and there and her friends were always setting her up. Yet no one had ever made a real impact on her, that is until now.
This one was unique. He just seemed to take her breath away. She was mesmerized by his presence. She couldn't take her eyes off of him. Her pulse quickened and her body seemed to be screaming for his touch. As if reading her like an open book, Officer Cortez stepped inside and wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her in close. He kissed her lips gently at first, then with more firmness in his grip, he pulled her tighter, kissed her harder, then released her. "Wow!" she thought to herself. "If that is what a kiss is like, what's the rest of the night going to be like?"
"Where would you like the flowers?" He asked. Taking them from his hand, she walked to the kitchen where she retrieved an extra vase from the cabinet and filled it with water. She placed the flowers in the vase, arranged them slightly and carried them towards the bedroom.
"I know the perfect place for these." She stated as she looked back at him over her shoulder with a smile on her face and a twinkle in her eyes.
As if on cue, he followed her into the bedroom, keeping just the right amount of distance between them. He had an air of confidence that surrounded him in the most erotic way. She placed the flowers on the table, facing the mirror one last time, basking in the glow of her sensuality. As she became aware of him standing next to her, she turned to face him.
His attraction to her overwhelmed him as he could no longer keep his hands off of her. He wrapped his strong and steady hands tightly around her waist, pulling her up to meet him. Pressing his lips firmly against hers, he ran his hands around her buttocks, then down around her thighs. Squeezing tightly, he thrust her up into his arms, stepping forward and placing her captive between him and the wall. The jolt was enough to expel the wind from her lips causing her to release a slight whimper. This excited her, having a man take control her body along with their intense desire for one another. She wrapped her legs around his waist and began to glide her hips and pelvis over his. Pressing forward, he slid his hands to the sides of her waist. Applying a steady pressure, his hands slid upwards, beyond her rib cage, over her breasts, stopping briefly to squeeze her shoulders and then down to her biceps. He slammed her arms open and against the wall, exposing her fully to him.