Sexy Policewoman Costume Novels & Stories

Officer Bousquet ordered her subordinates to force the prisoner to bend backwards over a table, while the woman in the medical smock cut off the last of the offending jewelry. The cop waved the wand yet again to assure herself that there was no other metal in weird places. Then she ordered the assistants to flip Trish over on her stomach. The women clamped down hard on her arms while the medical assistant changed surgical gloves. Trish saw the policewoman grab something off the wall.

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?”

Telling the police about my foolishness is another story. I don't understand why I'm part of this at all. Okay, so Moon had me brought to his house after the incident in the garage. It doesn't explain why I'm suddenly a player in his deadly game. Yes, men look at me and want in my pants. My looks do the job without needing a tramp stamp to advertise. On the force, I wore a Kevlar vest and kept my hair in a tight bun. I never put on more than minimal makeup. I was taken seriously, and when I went on patrol, people saw me only as a cop.

she is patting my back and I somehow like the soothing effect it has on my shivering body. “Finally, you are awake Natalia…” I looked at the other woman, she is wearing some kind of a blue uniform, with a small black box on her shoulder, I know what she is, a…protection…protect…politics…Policewoman! This one is a policewoman, but who is this Natalia they both keep on mentioning? There are only the three of us inside this room, and they don’t look like they are addressing each other! But that means…

And then there's the make-up sex, which was always so hot. The last time they fought again was Halloween night, they had a little disagreement about K's super sexy Cat Woman costume. It was a super tight and skin-fit leather suit. She didn't show much skin, though her cleavage was really popping out. And the shape of her perfect little ass was really visible for everyone to see, which didn't exactly make Jesse happy.

I snapped coldly. He looked at me like I was crazy, but I didn’t care. Immediately he parked and released the safety, I jumped out of the car. The police weren’t far behind. They were two, the same woman and a man. The man was tall and looked quite menacing. I walked faster towards them. “Please, save me. I do not wish to go with this man.” I shot out, immediately I got close to them. The male officer looked at me closely, his eyes tweaked at my dressing. I wore a short gown that highlighted my legs. Anyone would surely conceive that I was indecent or immoral. And, I could see it in his countenance that he was thinking this.

Nico warns as he and Anthony leave. As Anthony and Nico leave, a woman with golden curly blonde hair to her shoulders in a sexy bubblegum pink lace one piece suit with black fishnet stockings and black heels. She’s got a nice pair of perky breasts and I’m not sure if they're real or fake. Her make is a bit dramatic for my taste but she is sex worker so it suits her and adds to her sex appeal. “Are you my unicorn?” The woman asks, shutting the door behind her. “Unicorn?” I question in confusion.

We knew, that one of them would definitely call, but we decided to forget about them and made this day completely for girls. At first, we went to the shops with the view of choosing casual clothes. I couldn’t buy anything, the last time I was there, but now I chose a lot of pieced of clothing and bought them: a short denim jacket, ripped jeans, leather trousers, leather skirt, official costume, a lot of colorful tops. I decided to buy some clothes in military style and then we went to the Halloween outfits’ shop. Mia chose to be a police officer. She had shorts, tights underneath, officer’s hat and jacket.

"The man had on a large trench coat, and his face was hidden in all of it under a huge hat. He knew the building too well to know exactly where the cameras were, and know where she was kept" "So we might have another mole" I mumbled in conclusion, feeling utterly conflicted. "But who in the force would want to kill Mia? She didn't do us anything" Sean reasoned, and I couldn't help but agree. Mia did nothing to us. Up until today, she had a clean record. She was never involved with any cops either, from her and Jason's testimonies. But then, something caught nudged at my brain. "Wait did you say he had on a large trench coat, and a hat?" I asked, realising it sounded oddly familiar.

~ Selene ~ The air in the police station is thick and heavy. It smells of cheap floor wax, old sweat, and burnt coffee. I sit in a metal chair that is bolted to the gray floor. It is hard and cold against my back. My silk dress is ruined now. There are long, black streaks of ash on my sleeves from the West Wing. My hair is messy, and my hands are dirty, but I do not try to hide them. I look at the detective across the table. He is an older man with a tired face and eyes that have seen too many bad nights. He looks at me like I am a puzzle he cannot solve. I want to laugh at him. I am not a puzzle. I am a Moore who finally stopped caring about the weight of the name.