Sarah was one of the policewomen who worked in the patrol. What made her different from most of the girls was her age. Sarah was already thirty two years old and, despite her ambitions, had not managed to get a higher rank in the Squad. She had barely failed the sergeant exam twice, once the theoretical part, the second time - the practical one. In two weeks she would be taking the exam for the third time, she was sure she would pass it this time.
At 178 centimetres Sarah was rather tall and had a curvaceous body. She was obviously fit, as all of the policewomen were, and had a slim waist, but her hips and chest were significantly wider than those of other girls; and of course she had no thigh-gap to speak of. Sarah was happy with her body, all of it, apart from one part - her breasts. She had always considered her natural B cups to be way too small for her big frame; it was all about the inappropriate proportions. That was why a few years ago Sarah had her breasts enhanced with silicone implants. She was a lot happier with her new E cup breasts, truth be told, they were the best, the plastic surgery could offer and they did fit her curvaceous form perfectly. Sarah looked like a real sex bomb in her police uniform, especially since she always wore tops with the deepest cleavage; and no bras of course.
Sarah's face was pretty, with natural full lips, small nose and big round green eyes that had a constant seductive look in them. Her hair were fiercely red, long and wavy, and her skin was pale, as any proper redhead's should be.
Addiction to sex was not uncommon among the officers of FEPS. With proper training at the academy they were taught to keep it at bay and use it as their asset. Sarah had not been the top student and unlike Tori, she had not had a part-time job. She preferred seducing men and having sex with them for free. That would have been perfectly fine, if it was done solely after duty, which has not always been the case.
It was another regular morning on duty, Sarah was strolling in a leisurely patrol pace through a mall. The hour was early and the day was balmy, so there were not many people inside. The policewoman was wearing a standard uniform, although most of the girls had some minor adjustments to fit their preferences and Sarah was no exception. Her tops always had the deepest possible cleavage to show off her magnificent breasts. The skirts of most girls in the squad were so short that they barely covered their buttocks. Sarah prefered them to barely NOT cover her ample buttocks, so there was always a glimpse of skin covered by sheer black pantyhose. Especially since her walk made it impossible not to look.
Sarah knew the mall, since it was her region of patrol, and she remembered well all the hot men that worked there. Her favourite was a waiter from a nearby restaurant, Mike; she was currently heading his way.
With the lack of customers Mike was cleaning the tables once more, even though they were perfectly clean already. He instantly spotted Sarah and greeted her with a wave, she replied with the same motion. She had mastered a way of doing that move that made her breasts wave as well. Sarah walked to the waiter and they chatted and flirted for a short while. Mike was a handsome man and could have challenged Hollywood stars, if not for his mediocre height. He was the same height as Sarah, but her twelve centimetre heels made her tower over the man; but it also put his eyes closer to her huge breasts.
Enhanced police perception was not necessary to notice that Mike was constantly sneaking glances at Sarah's cleavage. Being a waiter he learnt the professional politeness of his trade, but the policewoman's breasts and outfit could tempt even a saint. But Sarah noticed something more - Mike quickly got an erection, and from the size of the bulge in his pants she was certain that his penis was larger than average; so she decided to push the flirt further.
"Go ahead, Mike. You can look at them openly. If I hadn't wanted people to stare, I would've covered them up."
The waiter might have resisted the invitation, but Sarah was in an unprofessionally playful mood and decided to bend the rules slightly. She enhanced the verbal and optical temptation with a delicate smell of the pheromones that the police force had equipped her with. That was obviously too much for Mike, he lowered his eyes and stared at the smooth pale skin of Sarah's amazing breasts. Meanwhile the erection in his pants grew even larger.
"How about we go to the back, so you can get a closer look?"
Mike's silence was meaningful enough for an answer. The policewoman led the way, swaying her wide hips lustily, to compensate for the temporarily lost sight of her breasts.
The first thing Sarah noticed, when they went in the back was, that it was not empty. The cook was there! Once he noticed the policewoman and it was hard not to, his eyes were glued to her body.
"Oh hello! You didn't tell me there was someone here, Mike. But the more the merrier" the policewoman said with a seductive smile. The delicate scent of her pheromones still present in the air, "aren't you going to introduce me?"
'Ah... Bill, meet Sarah. She's a policewoman," Mike's courtesy and eloquence have clearly not returned yet.
