It was one of those years when Halloween fell on a Monday. So there were parties spread out over the weekend instead of on just one night.
Of course what's Halloween without some sort of costume. This year I decided go as a policeman and since I have a buddy on the local force, getting a realistic looking uniform was no problem. With a few modifications, of course, like removing the municipal patch and replacing it with a similar looking one. It was complete, pistol belt, baton, and handcuffs. I thought about a holster and fake gun but opted out just to make sure no unnecessary problems occurred because of it. It is one thing to look complete but I wasn't looking to get hassled because of it.
Because there were so many parties and friends of ours going out, we decided that we would start out at separate places and then meet up later in the evening and one of our favorite bars.
So as I left my friends I noticed that I was running a little late but instead of calling or texting I just decided to make my way to bar to surprise you. Though we had planned on meeting, I never mentioned what my costume was and all you said about yours was that it was going to sexy.
About a half a block away I noticed you outside the bar with friends. It looked like you were saying goodnight to them. Crap, guess I am late. Still wanting to get your reaction to my costume I decided not to call out to you. I walked a little faster to catch up with you as you were walking to the parking garage. I thought I would catch you by the time you got to elevator but I just missed you. Looking around I spotted the stairs and quickly climbed them catch up with you.
As I quietly opened the door on the next floor I spotted you heading towards your car. Since it was late, this floor was practically empty now but you were parked in the far corner. I almost gave myself away by laughing as I saw you stagger a couple of times. Looks like you had a good time.
You get to your car door and start fishing through your purse for your keys and then drop them on the ground as you find them. You bend to pick them up and as you stand up I say "Freeze, don't move." You start to turn to face me as you catch a glimpse of the uniform. "Turn around, Hands on top of the car, " I say in firm voice as you comply.
Nervously you start to ask what was wrong as I tell you that we have had a quite a few auto thefts in the area. "But this is my car, I have my keys right here," you say as you start to look back over your shoulder at me. "Stay facing that way," I order you as you turn your head back.
"Have you been drinking, Miss," I ask.
"I had a drink with my friends," you reply and I see you start to shake a little bit.
Up until now I never really took a good look at what you were wearing. It appears that you are dressed up as a cat, a damn sexy cat. Of course you had on the little black ears on top of your head but it was what the tail was hooked to that was wild. It was a black spandex\lycra one piece that hugged every curve of your body. The back was open all the way down to small curve above your bottom and the top tied behind your neck. As the material trailed down your legs it ended with little lace cuffs above your ankles. And the toeless pumps that you had on showed off your sexy feet. Damn. I am getting as hard as that police baton just looking at you.
"Ok, well I am going to have to give you a couple of sobriety tests before I can let you go but first I have search you," I say. "Do you have anything illegal or dangerous on you," I ask laughing in my head knowing that you sure didn't have anywhere to hide it if you did.
"Please spread your legs and keep your hands on the car." As you do I step forward placing my right foot on the ground between them. With a hand on both hips I pull you back a little till your ass is up against my thigh. I then place my hands on your shoulders and slide them up your arms, just to make it seem official. I lean forward a little, pressing into you with my thigh as I start to slide my hands back down your arms and continue down your sides to your waist. Starting at the small of your back, I feel you jump a little as my fingers make contact with your skin. I slide my hands around the front and start working them upwards.
Reaching the bottom of your breast, I notice something else that was nice about you outfit. It had built in lift support, which made your breast stand out perfectly.
I continued on, running my fingers, on each hand, under your breast until they enclosed as I cupped them both. As I paused, I expected to hear you protest, but you merely closed your eyes, as you subconsciously pressed harder onto my thigh.
