Naughty Officer / Slutty Bridesmaid 1

My heart racing with adrenaline, as I stepped out of the car. The policeman had a muscular frame and was extremely handsome. He stared at me in awe.

I was statuesque with long blonde hair and wore a short skirt and halter-top with no bra and high heels. I always dressed to accentuate my looks—i always got out of sticky situations with them.

“Ma’am, there was a car stolen earlier this evening matching yours. Do you have anything to prove ownership or your ID?”

“No, I’m sorry,” I said, gazing into his eyes and smiling devilishly. “There’s got to be some way we can work this out.”

He looked sternly back at me, obviously not impressed with my actions. “Now listen, the person we’re looking for is armed and dangerous. I’m going to have to search your car.”

He found nothing but a couple roaches in the ashtray and a pair of expensive red lace underwear under the seat. While he searched, i looked at him and flirted openly, leaning over to show my large breasts in my loose fitting top and giving