A Law and Order Hunk.

"License, registration and insurance, ma'am." A strong masculine voice descends from above. "You were going 62 in a 30 miles per hour zone. That qualifies as a serious offense."

Sandra looks up at the officer and is taken aback. Standing next to her car is a tall, muscularly built man in his late twenties with a ruggedly handsome face. The business major isn't sure who is displaying the more eye candy: Her almost no existent top or his neatly pressed dress blues that can't fully hide his chiseled body beneath? "Damn, I love a man in uniform." She thinks to herself.

"License, registration and insurance." The policeman asks again. Sandra mentally kicks herself, it's suppose to be him gawking, not her.

"Sorry officer." Sandra knows she has to be respectful if she is going to pull this off. "I have never been pulled over before." She hands over her driver's license and sighs with relief when she easily locates the registration and insurance in the glove compartment. "This isn't my car." The coed quickly adds, "It is my roommate's. Her name is Jennifer Benson."

As the officer looks down through his dark sunglasses Sandra cannot tell if he is examining the license or her body. Using the cover of her own shades she scans his delectable form to find any signs of weakness. His face is like granite and solely professional. Likewise there is no sign of an erection through his tight pants, though there certainly is a tantalizing bulge.

Sandra realizes such a hottie must be use to women throwing themselves at him, which is going to make her task that much harder. Besides he seems to be a "by the book" type, which means he is going to want some sort of justice for a serious offense.

Though this is going to be harder than she thought, Sandra's initial inhibition to such a tawdry task is fading away to the arousal of the handsome challenge before her.