I had just got off work and I was exhausted, at least my mind was, though my body was still very much awake. I hated working the night shift at the club, it always screwed up my inner clock and now I had to deal with it. At least I didnât have to close the place though. It was around midnight so I still had plenty of time to unwind at bar closer to home. If I was lucky enough, I could find someone to help me relax.
That thought sent a tingle through me. It had been days since anyone has touched me. My boyfriend, was out of town again, working. Heâd already been gone three days and he wasnât sure when heâd be back, another day or two at the most. It never sounds like a long time to be apart, but when it happens it feels like an eternity. Weâve always had a great sex life so when there isnât any, I go a bit stir crazy after a couple of days. This was one of those nights that I needed some satisfaction or Iâd never get any sleep.
I walked out of the club and headed towards my car. Looked around the lot for a minute to see if anyone was around, a habit I learned from Jeff, always be aware of your surroundings. Better safe than sorry. I didnât see anyone in the lot. Next, I looked into the car before unlocking the door, nothing. Everything was fine so I unlocked the door, got in, started the engine and locked the doors.
Sitting there I was debating as to where to go; which watering hole I was going to check out. There were a couple places to chose from that were close to my apartment, and I wasnât sure which one I would have better luck at. The more I thought about it, the worse it got, I felt another tingle pass between my legs and I knew that I had to go looking. I started to drive in the direction of home, knowing that I would make up my mind on the way and just stop at one of the local bars.
I had only been driving about ten minutes or so when I saw flashing strobe lights behind me. I couldnât believe that the police was stopping me. I didnât do anything wrong, not that I could think of anyway.
I just got off work, so I hadnât been drinking. They must be doing random checks tonight or something. Without hesitating I pulled over off the main road on to a side street, shut off the car and started to look for my license and all the paperwork that they always ask for. Among the other things Iâve learned from Jeff, one was, âdonât piss off a cop, always be polite and just do what they tell you, everything works much better that way.â
I rolled down the window and waited for the officer to get to me. It seemed to take forever. I was trying to see the car through the rearview mirror, but all I could see was headlights, a spotlight and flashing strobes. Finally a figure emerged from the driverâs side and started walking toward my car.
The officer shone a flashlight in my face, almost blinding me and asked me for my documents. I handed them over before I registered that the voice I heard was from a woman. A female cop, rare around here. I donât think that Iâd ever seen one working this area at night. No matter though, still a police officer, still go through the routine.
She asked me where I was and if Iâd been drinking at all? I answered her honestly and she handed me back my paperwork, telling me that one of my parking lights was out and thatâs why she had stopped me. With a sigh of relief, I thanked her and told her that Iâd get that fixed first thing in the morning; I had no idea it was out. She stood there for a minute and flashed her light in my face again; I squinted against the bright light, it almost hurt it was so bright. Thatâs when she told me to get out of the car.
I was baffled as to why but I stepped out of the car as told. Once I was out, I could see her better since she wasnât shining her Maglite in my face anymore. She had blonde hair, but, tucked under her hat, I couldnât see how long or short it was. We had pretty close to the same stature; 5â7â, slim build, but her breasts were somewhere around a 36b, much larger than I was, and I noticed her name tag said Brooke. I couldnât see her eyes very well as it was dark out and the hat that she wore shadowed her face too much, but from what I could see, she was an attractive woman all in all. Almost a model type, and it seemed odd to see her as a police officer.
She told me to stay against the car and she walked back to her patrol car. She learned into the driverâs window and was talking to another officer in the passenger seat. I looked over at the car and tried to make out the other officer, but the headlights were too bright and all I could see was a shadow. Still not knowing what was going on, I was a bit nervous about the whole thing, why hadnât she let me go yet if all I had was a burned out parking light? It made no sense to me, but I stood and waited for her to come back.
She was done talking to the other officer and walked back over to me. Told me that they couldnât let me drive my car home at night with the burned out light, it was too dangerous. I was about to protest, when she told me that they would give me a ride home instead and I could retrieve the car in the morning. Driving during the daytime wouldnât be as hazardous and I could then get it to a shop to have it fixed. I was thinking, what kind of bullshit is this and started to shake my head, there goes my whole night, so much for getting any satisfaction tonight.
As we walked back to the patrol car, the other officer got out and walked over to the driverâs side, getting behind the wheel. Brooke lead me to the passenger side of the car and before opening the backdoor, she told me that she need to frisk me first, just to make sure that I wasnât carrying any weapons or anything, standard procedure she called it, even though I wasnât under arrest. I looked down at my clothes and thought, where the hell would I hide anything? All I had on was a short skirt, a thong, a thin button down blouse and heels. I rolled my eyes, shook my head and turned around so my back was to Brooke. I placed my hands on the top of the car and spread my legs a bit so she could do her frisking.
She started at my shoulders and quickly worked her way up my arms, firm but gentle, being sure to feel every part. It almost felt like a massage and I was actually enjoying it. Brooke then put her hands in my armpits and started to work her way down the sides of my body, it had been so long since I had anyoneâs hands on me that I almost had to gasp for air, just her touch alone was almost enough to get me wet.
She worked her way down my hips and then my legs, she seemed to be moving rather slowly now, but I was enjoying every second so I didnât say a word. Then I felt her hands on my butt, it almost seemed like she was groping it, or maybe it was me wishing she was. I had no control over my body, it was reacting however it wanted to and a hot wave ran over me. Brooke then continued up my back and back to my shoulders, she stopped there, grabbed my right wrist twisted my arm back and slapped a cuff on it, then grabbed the other one and did the same. She then told me to turn around.
I thought that I would fall over, my legs seemed to be a bit weak now, but I slowly turned around and was standing there facing her now. I was breathing a bit heavy but was trying to hide it; I asked why I was cuffed. Brooke laughed and told me she wasnât done just yet she still needed to do the front and it was safer if I was cuffed, for her that is. I thought that I was going to pass out, the thought that she was going to keep touching me and now on the front side of my body. I was helpless and even though I was restrained, my body was still starting to quiver.
Brooke started at the shoulders again and worked her way down my arms this time, being sure that she hadnât missed anything the last time. She brought her hands back up to my chest and slowly ran them over my breasts.
I closed my eyes and started to breath heavier, embarrassed, knowing that my nipples were getting harder every time that she touched me. I was sure that she must be able to feel them through my thin blouse. I didnât want to look at her while she continued to frisk me, she seemed to ignore my reaction and just kept doing her job, in a way I was relieved yet still disappointed.
Brook ran her hands down my legs, up my inner thigh and right between my legs, I thought I was going to fall over, my legs were having a hard time holding my weight now, my entire body was on fire and I couldnât stop it.
Just when I thought that it was all over I felt her hands on my breasts again, slowly gliding over them but this time she stopped and squeezed a bit before continuing. I gasped and kept my eyes closed not knowing what to do or how to react I froze. Maybe I was imagining it, wanting it so bad that my fantasy was taking me over. I slowly opened my eyes and looked at Brooke, she was smiling and staring at my chest. Then she placed her hand over my breasts again and started to tease the nipples with her fingers until I groaned and thought Iâd explode. She learned over and put her mouth next to my ear, she was breathing heavy too, almost as much as I was. She flicked her tongue on my lobe for a minute and then whispered to me that she was going to enjoy every minute of this.
I couldnât believe it, my mind was racing and my body was shaking overwhelmed in something that I had never encountered before. Brooke continued to suck on my earlobe and then slowly started to undo my blouse. She kissed and sucked her way down my neck and across my throat, while cupping my breasts in her hands.