The Well-Adjusted And Beautiful Police Lady In Love With Sex, Spanking, And Switching. - Sex Stories

The Well-Adjusted And Beautiful Police Lady In Love With Sex, Spanking, And Switching.

I make frequent business visits to one of the major cities of the Southern USA, where my company is heavily involved. When I visit, I enjoy a professional and private life in a city I know well. The company favours a certain hotel, and I always stay there. It is a welcoming haven in a very busy place.

However, it has one drawback. The approach to it by road from one direction involves crossing a very busy multi-lane highway that has lane reversals at peak hours. A traffic police officer controls the turn junction. This eases the free-for-all pressure that prevails otherwise.

One afternoon, I was on my way back to the hotel early in the evening rush hour to shower and prepare for an evening engagement. I was in the left-hand lane, approaching the controlled junction with the turn to the left. In my rear-view mirror, to my horror, I saw a medium-sized van bearing down on me. The Police lady held up her hand for me to stop.

The van was approaching fast from behind, the driver seemingly oblivious to the situation. I braced myself, anticipating the impact as the van crashed into the back of my car. The accident did not hurt me and I could get out of the car. The policewoman stood there, looking a little shocked.

Within a minute, a police car arrived. They breathalysed me and got a ‘zero’ reading. They checked I had a valid driver’s license, whereupon they relaxed a lot and became friendly.

Another police car had arrived, and two officers were dealing with the ...

... van driver. By now, we were on a grass verge to one side of the highway. I was sitting in the back seat of a police car being interviewed. I said that I had stopped because I obeyed the hand signals of the policewoman. They believed me (it was true).

One of them said, off the record, “In one way, it’s your lucky day. You are sober and we are sure that you are not on drugs. The van driver is drunk and we are drug-testing him. All we ask you to do is to carry on helping us complete this paperwork. You have nothing to worry about.”

I realised they were concerned that the police lady might have misjudged the situation with the truck hurtling down behind me. My car was on hire from one of the big international car hire firms. Finally, an officer said, “We can take you to your hotel. We would be very grateful if you could please come to the police station later on and confirm that the police lady was not to blame for the accident.”

“We can help you with the hire car company if you can help us out.”

I recognised the white flag being raised, turned on the charm, and went along with it.

The hire car company arrived at the hotel about an hour later with a replacement car without a murmur. I drove to the police station to be met by the policewoman. I could not blame her for the accident. She was an African American girl, and in her office uniform and at close quarters, was gorgeous, but was upset.

We sat down in a side office and she produced paperwork related to her ...