I have been with the police force for about 5 years now and have seen everything. I am out on my own tonight trying to catch speeding cars. The road I am looking after is quite busy and there are the ones that spot me coming so slow down as they get to me.
Tonight was one of those nights and I thought it was going to be pretty easy but I was mistaken. Luckily I was ready as what looked like a Porsche sped past me, my camera clocking it at a good 95 mph.
I switched on my lights and pulled out of the turning I was in, luckily my car is pretty quick as well so it wasn't long before I managed to catch up with the car. They didn't look like they were going to stop until they ended up in a dead end. They had no choice but to pull over.
I blocked them in so they couldn't pull away as I got out of the car. I walked towards the car, tapping on the window. They wound it down only a crack. "Do you know why I stopped you?" I asked, annoyed that they hadn't rolled the window down fully, it was blacked out so I couldn't see in. I was making a mental note of this as that is illegal. This could be a big bust I think to myself the way this car has been modified.
"Can you step out of the vehicle please?" I heard them effing and blinding under their breath as they removed the keys from the ignition. The car door opened and the first thing I saw were the longest female legs in a dress that split down the side so was showing off pretty much everything. They swung their legs around, trying to hide their modesty.
My eyes couldn't move from their legs while they stepped out of the car. As they closed the car door I snapped back to it. Looking at their face I recognised them straight away but didn't want to let on. "Can I have your driving licence please?" She already had it in her hand as she passed it to me, shaking as she did it. I looked at the name "Amanda Holden, that's correct?" I asked still not letting on I knew who it was.
She just looked at me and nodded. I had always had a thing for older women and especially her so I couldn't believe my luck. I loved watching her strut around in next to nothing when on BGT. I had even had the odd wank over some of those outfits that left little to the imagination.
She stood head down, arms crossed, clearly realising she is in trouble now. I told her she had to come with me to the police car while I did checks on her. She duly followed me and I placed her in the back of the car, closing the door. I sat in the front seat as I searched details on the car computer. I was surprised to see that she already had 9 points on her licence and outstanding speeding tickets. If she got any more she would be banned from driving.
"Ms. Holden, I'm sorry to say this but I am going to have to take you in. There are outstanding tickets for you and I am going to have to add these points to your licence which means you will be banned from driving now."
I could see the panic in her eyes at the realisation of her misdemeanours finally hit her.
"Please, I'm begging you! I can't lose my licence, you know who I am and I need to be able to drive. Is there nothing you can do?"
I'm sorry miss, but you should have thought about that before you decided to drive nearly 100mph just now. I am going to have to book you. I will need to place the handcuffs on you as well to try and stop you escaping."
"Is that really necessary?" She asked with anger in her voice. "I am already in the back of your car after all."
"It is procedure and unlike you, I abide the law!" I snapped back at her. This wasn't strictly true, just because I am a PC, there are always corners to cut but I liked to show my authority, especially with her.
As I walked to the back of the car, I opened the door and she had her hands out ready for the cuffs. She obviously wants this to be done quickly. I slapped the cuffs on her and attached them to the head rest, just a bit more fun. "I haven't been cuffed like this in a while." I was surprised that she had said this in this situation but not surprised it had come from her. After all the comments on TV she makes and rumours I had heard in the press, I always thought she was a filthy one in the bedroom.
It had been a while since I had got any and I was feeling quite horny, especially seeing Amanda with her legs all out. With her hands still cuffed to the head rest, I grabbed hold of her legs and turned them around so they were now facing me. Her dress had now split most of the way up her legs. She looks at me shocked but then a wry smile forms on her pouty lips. Clearly she likes it.
My eyes slowly moving down her shapely body, the dress she is wearing also has a split down her cleavage, not sure how her breasts are being held in place. As I make it down towards her legs, she can see me looking there and slowly starts to part her legs. I can see she isn't wearing any panties. She parts them just enough for me to see then closes them again.