Tara drives out.

Pouting, Tara pulled her dress back down, but not before enticingly kissing James once more. It took all of his resolve to keep his hands off her.

Once in the car, Tara sped a little more than necessary. James was right. Leaving her high and dry meant that she was that little bit more anxious to meet their client, and of course to get things going. And the thought of meeting another lady was exciting indeed. It was definitely unconventional.

Tara cursed at every other traffic light, rubbing her thighs together from time to time as images of what James just did to her kept flashing back in her mind. Even though the air was on full blast, she could still feel the heat off her cheeks, and off her 'cheeks'.

With her mind wandering, Tara was suddenly broken out of her reverie by the sounds of the police siren. She glanced at her speedo and realised that she had every reason to be booked. She was at least 30 miles over the limit.

This was turning out to be a terrible first night out. She slowed down at the prompting of the patrol car behind her. The car came to a complete stop and she closed her eyes, taking a deep breath.

A rap on the window made her open her eyes once more, and in a resigned fashion she winds it down, before looking up at the officer for the first time.

That was when she caught his eyes - looking down her dress. And it didn't seem to bother him one bit that he got quite an eyeful. When his roving eyes finally came up to meet hers, he just smiled. Tara felt really violated, and yet even before anything was said between the two, she knew that she was at a disadvantage. She was speeding after all. Now it was a matter of finding a way out of this - sticky - situation.

"Miss could I please have a look at your license?" The officer said this firmly, but he could not hide his beaming smile. Tara could only gather that he liked what he saw.

Tara just nodded, reaching over to front passenger's seat to look through her purse. She knew exactly where her license was, but she pretended to look for it as her mind raced through for possibilities. His lewd smile gave her an idea, as she squirmed in her seat a little more than necessary, knowing that her dress was tightly pulled against her ass.

"Found it," Tara continued her act as she quickly glanced over her shoulder from where she was. Expectantly, he was staring at her tight ass, squirming all over the seat.

Nonchalantly, Tara passed the document along to the officer, which he took without hesitation. She could barely contain her smile, knowing that she had a little surprise for him.

He took a few seconds to study her license, but realised that there was a second card behind the license. Turning it over, he could see Tara's new "business" card. It was a little something James had came up with, with a frontal shot of Tara in the nude, but James cuddled her from behind, his right hand cupping her right breast and covering her nipple, and more boldly his left hand over her pussy. Tara's own left hand covered her left breast. It was really nicely done.

His transfixed eyes finally leave the card, and moved back into reality - Tara. She smiled at him, in a manner that was not too seductive, but left everything to imagination. From where he was standing, Tara knew he could see down the front of her dress as well.