I don't know where my mind was that morning but it was definitely not on the speedometer. Shit! There were flashing lights in my rearview mirror, how long had the cop been back there? I quickly put on my blinker and pulled to the side of the road. Good grief, how fast was I going? I have got to pay better attention!!
I got my driver's license and insurance verification ready and rolled down my window. I just hate getting pulled over, makes me a nervous wreck. My heart was in my throat even though I knew that the only violation I would have was the speeding infraction. My driver's license was current as was my insurance.
"Good Morning, Ma'am. Do you know how fast you were going?" the officer asked when he was beside me at my window.
"No, officer. I honestly don't know how fast I was going," I replied.
"Driver's License and Insurance," he said. I handed them to him.
"I'm going to check these out, please remain in the vehicle until I return," he instructed me. He took my license and insurance verification back to his vehicle. I sat there and waited. There didn't seem to be much traffic on this road. It was mid-morning and I thought there would have been more traffic buzzing by. I was grateful that there wasn't as it was embarressing to have been pulled over. Shit, I needed to pay more attention to my speed but my mind had been wondering to the naughty, nasty fun I would be having over the weekend with my naughty, nasty boyfriend!
The officer seemed to be taking a long time. Surely there wasn't a problem. Maybe he got another call and was going ahead and writing my ticket up so he could be on his way.
"Ma'am, I'm going to have to ask you to step out of your vehicle and over here," the officer said when he returned. He was a nice looking man, probably in his late 30s, early 40s. He had on his dark glasses and officer's hat or was he a state trooper? Honestly, police officer, deputy sheriff, state trooper, he was a law enforcement officer with a uniform on and I was terribly, sexually turned on!! How freaky was this? Asking me to get out of my car, this had NEVER happened before. I was really unnerved now. I undid my seatbelt and opened my car door to get out. He held the door for me and I got out. He motioned for me to go to the back of my car.
"Is there a problem, Officer?" I asked. He followed me to the back of the car.
"There seems to be an outstanding warrant for you, Ms. Linden. Place your hands on the trunk of the car, please," he replied. Put my hands on the trunk? Oh my God, an outstanding warrant??? My mind was racing, how could this be?
I did as I was told, placing my hands on the trunk of the car. It was a warm early summer morning and the heat of the day was starting to bear down on us here on this deserted stretch of highway. I could feel beads of sweat forming all over my body, especially between my legs. Oh no, surely I wasn't getting aroused??? But there was no denying the moisture forming between my legs. I wasn't wearing any panties as I was wearing a comfortable sundress. Though I was wearing a bra, it was starting to get wet from the sweat that was forming from both the heat and my nervousness.
I felt the officer's hands on my arms. He was going to pat me down or up or, OMG!! Now how in the world was I supposed to maintain my composure if he was going to pat me down? His hands were big but his touch was almost tender. He reached my shoulders and his touch almost felt like a firm massage, then his hands went under my arms and I felt him making his way to my tits, lingering at the cups of my bra, then moving on down to my waist.
He moved from my waist to my hips. If I didn't know better I was thinking maybe he was sizing up my ample ass as he paused there at my hips for quite a while before continuing his movement downward to the hem of my dress. I felt him reach the hem and then his hands went up under my dress. I had no doubt he would feel definitely feel the moisture between my legs if he actually reached between my legs. Oh yes, he felt between my legs!!