Entertaining a lawman

A minute later, I hear a car door open a ways down the road and hear men's voices. They are either too low or too far away from me to make out what is being said though. A short bit later, I hear a door slam and hear a car engine. I feared for a moment I was being abandoned out in these spooky woods before I hear it drive up. My eyes have recovered enough to see the dark shape of his four-door park across from our car. I hear another door open and close, then see a shape approach from the other car. He turns the flashlight back on but thankfully keeps it pointed at the ground this time as he approaches. I can see he's wearing blue slacks and shiny black leather boots. He walks behind and past me as he opens my car door. I hear something unzip and a moment later he speaks.

"Well hello, Ms. Housen. Do you prefer Nicole, Nikki, or something else?"

"Ummmm either is fine officer," I stammer hoping this goes better than I expect.

"Local college student according to your ID," he said tossing the purse back in the car and walking behind me. "I wonder how well the school will react to a prostitution charge?"

His fingers quickly comb through my long hair and move to my shoulders.

"Relax, I have to check you for weapons and contraband, Nikki. Let's continue talking."

He runs his palms down my bare arms and when he gets to my elbows, moves them to my waist.

"Aren't you supposed to have a partner present or something for this?" I ask trying to figure a way out of my predicament.

"I can stop if you like, sweetie. It'll take about 20 minutes for another officer to arrive. When they do, I'll have **** but to book both of you. Is that what you want?"

I shake my head no as I chew gently on my bottom lip. I'm beginning to see what his plan is here and I don't like it. Is it better than Mr. B getting fired and divorced while I'm kicked from school though? The choices are getting shittier and shittier. His hands slide under my blouse and he rests his palms against my sides for a second. I flinch. I kind of expected it but it still surprised me.

"Calm down, baby. Just doing my job here," his hands slide slowly up my torso, then circled around to cup my breasts.

"Quite a nice handful there, honey. So what did he hand you $200 for while his dick was standing straight up? I can make a deal with an honest woman, liars go to prison."

I clear my throat trying desperately to think of some story that makes sense. When I couldn't think of one, I just decided to tell the truth and let the chips fall where they may.

"I babysit for him and his wife once a month. He always drives me home afterward. One night he offered me $200 to suck him off. He's never asked for any more than that because he says it'd take too long to cover with a ride home."

The officer chuckled as he took one last squeeze and slowly moved his hands back to my waist.

"Damn. That must be a golden mouth if it's worth that kind of money, doll. Legs shoulder-width apart now, I have to finish my frisk. If you kick me, things won't be pretty."

I moved my legs as he demanded and I hear him drop down to the ground. He put a palm on either side of my right leg at my ankle and started moving up it. I could feel myself getting a bit warm. I was already horny when I got here, I'm into giving oral. It's a bit of a power trip. A guy gets off when I decide he does and that's a turn on for me. I never thought some anonymous guy I can't even see feeling me up would be so sensual. The growing dampness between my legs was telling me it could though.

"We're going to make a deal here, baby. It's totally your choice. How old are you, honey?"

"19," I mumble.

He stops mid-thigh on my right leg and moves across to my left thigh, then starts sliding down. This leaves me a bit confused, I expected him in my panties next.

"I haven't had 19-year-old pussy in a dog's age. You let me fuck you and we'll call it even. If you don't, I can arrest you both and you can take your chance in court. You can keep his $200 if that helps. I can let him go when we are done and drive you home myself."

I hadn't intended on that kind of sex tonight. It was just supposed to be a blowjob and back to my dorm with the cash. Still, I was feeling more and more into the idea as he worked my body over. Is being frisked supposed to do this or am I just a lusty wench tonight?

"Condom," I ask hopefully?

"Sure, Nikki. To be honest with you, I planned on one. No offense but I have no idea how many guys you share your 'charms' with."

He placed his palms on the outside of my knees and gently pushed. I took the hint and slid my feet closer together. Then he reached up my skirt and pulled my panties to my ankles.

"Kick them off girl, you don't need them."

I lifted my right foot out of them and put it back down. Then I lifted my left and kicked them to the side. He stood up behind me and leaned in to whisper in my ear.

"You are so good at following directions girl. It's a great change from the normal, mouthy Zoomers I normally deal with. Wait here."

He walked over to his car and placed the flashlight on the hood, pointed at Mr. B's car. I hear two men speak softly for a few moments before he walks back. I don't even consider moving. Where would I go? Besides, I'm finding myself getting wetter the more I think of this. He wordlessly grabs my hand and walks me around the car. As we pass by I can see Mr. B staring out the back window of the cruiser looking miserable. The officer opens the back door to Sebastian's car.

"Lay down and spread those legs, girl."

I climb in the car and flip onto my back. Looking up, I finally get a good look at him. He's a Latino guy probably in his mid-30s. He has short black hair and stands about 6'2". He has a hungry look on his face as he starts to unbuckle his belt, undo his pants and let them fall to the ground. He's gone commando I see, his cock is sticking out erect, ready for action. He steps out of his slacks and climbs between my legs, I get one last look at Mr. B watching from the cruiser before the officer fills my vision. I guess he'll be staring at the man's ass for a while. Then I feel his cock resting at the entrance to my very wet at this point pussy.

"Are you ready, Nikki?"

"What about the condom?"

"I changed my mind," and with that, he rammed his hard rod deep inside my drenched slit.

I immediately moaned when he entered me. I wasn't ready for how thick it was or how sudden he'd take me.

"There you go blondie. You feel so good!" He growls as his rod pistons in and out of my primed hole.

I could feel his thick cock stretching me, he was easily the biggest man I'd ever had. He was showing no mercy either, his hard rod was slamming in and out of me, hard and rough. I was moaning in time with his thrusts, just along for the ride with no control.

"Oh yeah, Nikki. Enjoy a real man, one that'll fuck you the way you need to be fucked. Not some stupid ass suck job demanded by a manchild."

He'd fallen into a demanding but rhythmic pattern like he was pummelling my cunt into submission. I kept moaning louder and more insistently. . . all thoughts of condoms and risk fled my mind. My sex was on fire and my brain was on the blink. I couldn't think and I was so far gone I was seeing stars before my eyes. All I could do was smell sex, hear his slapping against me and feel his large member thrusting in and out of me. The friction was driving me mad. I could feel my natural lube leak out of me, soaking my skirt and the seat underneath me. Soon I was moaning with my climax, thinking of nothing but the pleasure shooting from my loins up my spine and into my brain.

"Oh yeah Nikki, baby. Oh yeah!" He roared as he slammed into me and stiffened, throwing his head back and exploding into me. I could feel his semen filling me to the brim but I wasn't thinking about it, only feeling it. My face was streaked with sweat and the inside of the car felt so hot and humid. I said nothing, I just fought to breathe. I needed air so badly.

He leaned in and kissed my cheek before getting up. He stood, got his slacks back on, and went over to the cruiser. I really wasn't paying attention though. I was trying to calm back down and get my head together. I slowly sat up and draped my legs over the side, out of the car until my feet touched the pavement. I could see the officer had let Mr. B out of the cruiser and was explaining to him that he was free to go but I'd be riding in the cop car.

The officer walked me to his car, opened the passenger's door, and had me sit inside. He gathered my purse from the other car and tossed it on my lap. Mr. B never made eye contact with me. He just climbed in his car, backed up, and left. I never did get another call to babysit. In fact, I never heard from him or his wife again.

The officer climbed in the car, closed the door, and started it up.

"Which dorm, sweetie?"

I answered quickly and stared out the window the whole 10-minute ride there. The whole trip I said nothing, I just wrestled with the thoughts and emotions I had. All the while, I could feel his jizz leaking from my body soaking my skirt and probably his cruiser seat. I wasn't checking to be sure.

When we pulled up to the dorm on campus, I didn't see a soul around. It was after 1 pm at this point on a Friday night, parties were only half done so no surprise there. He pulled the car into the spot in front of the dorm building entrance. Then he leaned over and kissed my forehead.

"If you need anything Nikki give me a call," he handed me a card that I wordlessly shoved into my purse.

I climbed out of the car and walked to my dorm never looking back at him as I went inside. He did get a call from me about 6 weeks later after I missed my 'time of the month'. We married in April that year and have been together for 3 more now. There isn't a lot of money in police work but the sex is great and our daughter is the light of my life. I did get my education degree though so maybe when Brittany is older, I can start teaching. I do occasionally finding myself wondering what if though. . .