Author's Note: This is short, but rough and sweet. I hope you like it. Please vote, and feel free to leave a comment or send feedback. Thank you for reading!
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My pulse jumped as soon as I saw the flashing red and blue lights in my rearview mirror. Damnit! I did not need a ticket. I sighed and pulled over to the side of the road. I rolled my window down for the cop. His flashlight was bright in the dark of the night.
"Hello Officer." I said brightly. It wouldn't be the first time I tried to flirt my way out of a ticket. Last time the cop had caught me going more than 20 over. You don't just go the speed limit when there's a Coach sale. I won't say how, but I didn't get a ticket that night.
"Are you aware that you were going 78 in a 60?" The cop asked.
Wow, today must have been a slow day for me. It was normally safe to go that speed out here in the middle of nowhere; the sheriff's department had better things to do.
"Was I really going that fast, Officer?"
"Please step out of the car Miss."
Uh oh, this was not going as planned. It was time to turn up the charm. I couldn't really make out his face in the darkness, but from what I could tell he had a nice body. I wouldn't mind giving him a blowjob to get out of the ticket. I liked to suck cock, and I wanted to bet that with his build, he'd have a thick and yummy cock.
I stepped out of the car in my short black dress. There were certain advantages to coming home from a party at 3 o'clock in the morning. I was also wearing what I liked to refer to as my fuck-me heels: four inch high black stilettos. The only thing underneath the dress was a black silk thong. My breasts were practically spilling out of the top. Though my breasts weren't enormous, they were a 36C. If the Officer could resist me, he wasn't straight.
I stepped right up to him and began whispering into his ear.
"I'm sure we can sort this all out Officer. There's no need for a ticket."
"Are you trying to bribe me, Miss?"
I sank to my knees in front of him and figured that no explanation was necessary. My hand reached for the button of his pants, but he grabbed my wrist and stopped me. His touch was firm and just bordering on painful.