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Big Black Officer
(Jane Snow)

"What happens to my car?  Is it going to get towed?"  I inquired.

"Yeah, probably," he replied nonchalantly.

I rolled my eyes angrily.  Great!  Another expensive expense for this stupid right turn, I thought.  Officer Jones tilted his head in amusement as he saw my expression.

"Well, you could have parked in that lot over there," he replied.

"Oh, I'm not rolling my eyes at you, just at the situation.  I can't believe how much this is going to cost me... and I'm going to jail," I replied, my eyes welling up.

"Hey, hey, it's okay ma'am.  Why don't you get in the passenger seat and I'll drive the car over to the lot.  No one is going to tow my car," he offered.

"Really?  You think you can let me off while you're at it?"  I asked, trying to blink away my tears.

He smiled and shook his head as I headed over to the passenger side seat.  As Officer Jones sat in my seat, I sighed and stepped into my car.  He paused, looking around, getting adjusted to the new environment.

"Uh... no key?"  He asked.

"Push button," I replied.

"Ah, I see.  Always wanted one of these," he said as he started the car.

"Wait, what about your flashing lights?  Are you allowed to keep those on?"  I inquired.

"Absolutely," he responded as he drove off and turned right towards the nearest parking lot.

"Look, Officer Jones, is there anything I can do to get out of this?"  I asked, leaning towards him slightly to show off my cleavage.

He glanced over, his eyes pausing as he saw my breasts and cleared his throat.  "Sorry ma'am, like I said, the law is the law," he replied.  His eyes lingered a moment longer before he looked forward again.

"I really do mean anything," I said, gently placing my hand on his thigh. 

I'm not sure what had come over me, but I did NOT want to go to jail.  It wasn't only the fear of being in one, but also the fact that if anyone I knew had found out, it could cost me my job.  Working at a conservative company had its benefits, but at the same time, they were extremely wary of any personal issues that could cause harm to the company.  Even an employee spending the night in jail would be considered a black eye.

I had heard that someone had once been fired for being taken in for public intoxication.  No, there was no way I was going to potentially let my career go down for some stupid tickets that my ex had not paid for.  And, from a personal perspective, it had been a while since I had been with a man.

My hand gently moved along his inner thigh and I paused as I felt a thick rod that ran down his inner thigh, almost to his knee.  I wondered if he kept some sort of weapon, one of those police sticks, inside his pants.  It didn't make it the easiest place to reach but it probably kept the weapon safe.

He groaned lightly as I squeezed it and I realized exactly what the 'weapon' was.  My mouth opened in surprise, a faint whimper leaving my lips.  He turned the car and parked far off in the back of the parking lot, where no other cars were and he brushed my hand away lightly.

"Ma'am, please, this could be considered a bribe.  And..."  He paused as he looked at me.  After a lingering moment, he continued, "I don't think you'd be able to handle this," he said as he looked down at his thigh where my hand had been.

"Is that a challenge?"  I asked seductively, running my pointer finger down his inner thigh.

I felt his manhood flinch as my finger ran down it.  My heart skipped a beat as I tried to measure the length of his member.  There was an obvious outline forming on his tight slacks as his member hardened.

"Ma'am, once you start this engine, it won't stop," he warned, looking down towards me as I bent towards his belt.