I had just been honorably discharged from the Marine Corps and joined a local police department. In the academy many of the instructors spoke about romantic encounters and "cop groupies". It did make for some good stories but I never gave much thought about it.
About four years into my career I was working night patrol. Dispatch sent me to a local drugstore where a drunk female had called 911 and was asking for a ride home. Only in certain circumstances would we give a ride. Normal protocol was to call a family member or get them a taxi.
As I pulled into the lot I see this gal sprawled out on the hood of a Ford Taurus. She obviously had way too much to drink but I had to give her props for not trying to drive herself. As I made contact with her I couldn't help but notice her sexiness. She was about 5'1, short blonde hair, blue eyes, huge chest and big ass with a thin waist. She was wearing cutoff tight jean short and an orange colored t-shirt that looked about two sizes to small which made her tits look gigantic. I guessed her to be in her mid to late 40's.She told me her name was Wendy and she needed a ride home. She had been out drinking all night. As she spoke to me she kept touching my arm.
Normally I would call a taxi or find someone to come pick her up but the sexual energy between us was too intense. I told her I would give her a ride home. I emptied the gear in my front seat and let her ride there which was against policy but sometimes you have to bend the rules a bit. She lived about 5 miles from the parking lot so we began out journey to her house. She continued to rub my arm and told me how much she liked men in uniform.