The Patrol 3

It was going to be a long night.

My patrol shift usually ends at 9, and considering the massive area I patrol, it's not uncommon for me to spend the end of my shift driving around in vast nothingness, endless fields and prairie. This night was no different. It was summer, warm weather and a slowly fading sunset. I turned down a gravel road, one I knew was going to take me the isolated way back to the office.

I had only been driving a short time down the road, when I happened upon a silver SUV parked off to the side of the road on an approach. The hood was up, and it appeared broken down.

I pulled my cruiser behind the car. As I was getting out, the door opened on the SUV and a cute, slightly thick female exited. She was wearing extremely tight jean cutoff shorts that left little to the imagination, and a tight t shirt that showed her voluptuous breasts off. Her dark hair flowed down over her nipples. Needless to say, I became a bit aroused almost instantly.

Myself, 47 and medium height, average build, spent the last 30 years married to my wife, always faithful. No doubt, ive been turned on by other women, but fantasized about things on my own. This woman was very hot, in a slightly dirty way, and I was very turned on.

"Everything ok?" I said as I approached her car.

"I dont think so, it won't run. It's dead, and I need to get home." She smiled.

I peeked under the hood, and tried to decide if I should try and help her get it started or give her a ride. I told myself inside my head to stop imagining a sexual outcome to this problem.

"I can give you a ride. Where abouts are you heading?" I said to her.

"I don't remember the address, my husband and I just moved there. I can show you? It's that way." She motioned the same way I was going. Interesting, I thought, it's a long ways to any houses that way.

"Sure, let's go." I said, opening the front passenger door to my cruiser.

She stopped. I noticed a slight smile form across her face. "Can you handcuff me and put me in the back?"

"Wh-What?" I was completely caught off guard. Now my mind was really racing.

"Yeah, I want to be handcuffed. I've never been arrested, and I want to know what it's like." Her smile, damn.

"Uh, ok."

What is going on? Oh well. I took out my handcuffs and turned her around. I couldnt help but stare at her round plump ass as I placed my handcuffs on her wrists. I noticed she had a tattoo sticking out of her one leg jean shorts, meaning she had a hip tattoo. Her perfume was intoxicating.

"How does that feel?" I asked stepping back to check her out.

"Mmmm good. Are you going to search me?" She purred.

Oh no no. I can see where this is going. As horny as I was, all I could think is how I could lose my job. Or who knows what. Then again, I looked left and right. We were so far out in the country, and no one for miles, who would know?

My better judgement was swayed. I stepped towards her, and began to pat down her sides, the back of my hand putting gentle pressure on her bulging side boob. I worked my way down to her hip. I turned my hand and began slowly tracing her ass cheek. As I put my hand around the front, and began to pat her crotch, she gave a slight moan and said "You better check in there if I have anything hidden."

Oh my. My cock was rock hard right now. All of my training and oath of honor was gone. I slowly turned her toward me, and deftly unbuttoned her tight shorts. I went down on my knees in the dirt, and managed to struggle to get her jean shorts down to her ankles. My face was at eye level with no underwear and a curly, hairy sweet smelling bush. I took a moment to breathe in. It was like heaven.

"Lick me." She breathed.

My tongue found her bush, and soon I was sticking it in as far as it would go, finding her clit with no problem. She was moaning, and while still handcuffed, she arched her back, pushing her pussy onto my face. I could taste her wetness. I was hypnotized.

I licked her over and over. I don't know what made me do it, but I grabbed her hips and spun her back around. With both hands, I spread her ass cheeks, and my tongue went straight for her puckered anus. She groaned with pleasure "Oh fuck yes" she moaned over and over. I licked her ass over and over. The combination of sex smell and sweat drove me insane.

She turned towards me, and I thought it was over.

"Get up."

And then she dropped to her knees. Without thinking, I took my duty belt off and unzipped my uniform pants. I pulled my underwear down, and my average sized hard on popped into view. The foreskin of my uncut cock held in an ocean of pre cum by now. I pulled my foreskin back and stuck my swollen head in her mouth. She began to suck like her life depended on it. It was all I could do not to cum. I held off somehow, no clue how but my balls were tight, and I was ready to blow them.

"Can I cum inside you?" I whispered, sounding like a world ending plea. She stopped sucking, and I thought oh great, now you ruined it.

"Yes, I would like that. My husband would too." She smiled.

What? I carried on, and helped her stand, turning her and bending her over the front passenger seat of my cruiser, door open and her ass hanging out. Her pussy was very wet, allowing my cock to slide in with ease. She felt so good, firm and warm. I put both hands on her wide hips and began to pump her in and out. My balls were now slapping her pussy, and we were making our own noises as we fucked. I reached up and slid her shirt and bra over her tits, allowing them to hang free. I played and massaged them with my hands, rolling her nipples between my thumb and forefinger. By now, I was holding the handcuffs and her wrists with my left hand, and playing with her with my right.

I kept fucking her over and over. It hit me like a wave, without warning, and I unloaded a huge load of cum in her pussy. I was grunting and trying to shove my cock as far inside her as I could. She suddenly screamed "Oh fuck" and shuddered herself, cumming as I could feel her pussy tighten over my cock.

We stood like that for a moment, then I pulled out, letting my drained cock hang for a minute. I noticed a thick load of my cum start to leak out of her. I uncuffed her wrists, and she very hastily pulled up her shorts and put her bra and tshirt back to where they were.

"That was amazing." She smiled, as I slid up my underwear and uniform pants.

"Ah it sure was. Wow. You are fucking amazing." I smiled, arranging my belt.

"How about that ride?" She smiled and hopped in the passenger seat.

I drove for a few miles, neither of us saying much. I wanted to talk to her more, but yet my own mind was racing back to my wife and what I'd done.

She motioned to a longer driveway, with a small modest home at the end. I drove up to the house. She thanked me, and said her hisband would get the SUV the next day. I said sure, sounds good. She hopped out, thanked me again, and closed the door.

I was just about to back up and leave, when I noticed the stain from my cum on the passenger seat, from her short shorts. Her pussy leaked me out on the seat. I looked back up just in time to see the front door of the house open, and a male who I assume was her husband, step out. He hugged her, waved to me, and they stepped inside.

As she was closing the door, I just caught the glimpse of her husband going down on his knees, and pressing his face to her crotch.

I drove back to my detachment, thinking non stop about what happened. Was it staged? I'll never know. All I can say is that I enjoy my late summer nights on patrol, always looking for the next stranded person I can assist.