The Cop - Sex Stories

The Cop

... charging him with statatory ****, contributing to the deliquency of a minor, possession, etc, etc...At least he hadn't brought a lot of dope. He hardly paid any attention when his rights were read. Anyone who's watched any television in the last thirty years can probably recite them from memory. The cop let him dress after checking his clothes for weapons. Stan was sitting on the couch, with his wrists handcuffed behind him, when the woman cop came back into the apartment. Stan was staring straight ahead. While not used to being arrested, Stan was no dummy. He knew he didn't have to say or do a thing. He'd already given the cop his name and address...Shit ! They had his driver's license. His mind was racing ahead...Who should he call ? He was in the back seat of the cruiser before he recognized her. He probably never would have but she made a point of staring at him for such a long time...It just exploded in his head. Jane Exler ! He used to work with her. She was the office manager and he was a salesman. Stan had come on to her a couple of times but she was quick to rebuke him. He seemed to remember she was married then divorced. She was about his age...Early thirties at most. He grinned at her, remembering the night at some long ago Christmas party. She brought her younger s****r to the party and Stan had corralled the young thing out in the warehouse. Oh ! He wasn't doing shit...Just kind of setting the foundation. Stan had discovered at an early age that young girls, ...

... who smoke a lot of weed, usually like to fuck a lot. He tried to get every young girl he knew to smoke a lot of dope. Stan's weed was always the best. At thirty he was still playing the same game. Entice the young thing with some quality dope and pretty soon their clothes were tossed here and there. Shortly after that, Stan's cock was pounding in and out of them before they really knew what was happening. Anyway, Jane burst out into the warehouse and Stan thought for a minute she was going to do him bodily harm. The young s****r wasn't any wiser but Stan was pissed. She would have been a great little piece of ass. He wouldn't mind fucking big s****r either. She had a nice set of giggling tits and a nice plump fanny... "See you're still fucking with the teeny boppers, pervert !" She laughed. Stan felt himself flush. "Now I can see why." The male cop started laughing. Jane Exler was laughing, too. Stan stared straight ahead. No sense acting macho emotional about the put down. These two could make the next half hour or so rather uncomfortable if they chose to. Stan had spent very little time in jail because they were all misunderstandings, just as this would turn out to be. Anyway, Stan had learned early on that you don't piss off the jailers. They tended to turn rather nasty at times. He chuckled to himself. He'd be real pissed if he had to work with the scum these two did every day. "And here all that time you were hitting on me I thought you were a stud." She laughed again and ...