"Stacy's Story"
(c) Copyright, "Chris Overland"

One day Stacy met a guy named Chris. He was a couple of years older than Stacy. They actually met over the Internet. One night Chris was online and saw that Stacy was from Hawaii. At that time Chris was in Hawaii with the Navy. He tried getting her attention by sending messages to her but she thought he was just another pervert. She finally started talking to him. He was so sweet. He even wrote and sent her poems. They chatted online for about a week then Chris suggested Stacy call him over the phone. "Why not", he said, "it is cheaper than talking online since Hawaii has to pay long distance for the chat room". Stacy finally got the nerve to call him. She was so nervous. They talked for a little while. They talked every night for about a week. The big day came for them to meet in person. Chris offered to pick Stacy up after work one night. They were just probably going to get something to eat. He was so polite. Stacy was so nervous that she was trembling and her hands got sweaty. That night went very smoothly. They dated for about a year and a half. Stacy finally moved out and got married to Chris. She wanted a big wedding but with the circumstances they eloped. For the first few days, they stayed in the room that he rented. With Chris being in the Navy he now qualified for living allowance. They got their first apartment together. The military paid for some of the rent so Chris and Stacy had to provide the rest of it. They lived in that apartment until they got military housing which meant absolutely no rent and utility bills. They stayed there until Chris got out of the military. Now it has been ten years that they've been married. Stacy feels that her marriage is not doing so good. Chris seems to be distant from her. The last few years have gradually gotten worse. She doesn't know what to do. He goes out drinking at night for hours. She feels that he would rather be out with other people than with her. She would be at home worrying about him. He doesn't even call to let her know that his is going to be late. While she is at home by herself, she calls her friends. Just talking with someone helps calm Stacy down. Stacy feels one problem is that she is not attractive to Chris anymore. She feels that he is bored with her. Their sex life was terrific the first few years. Slowly they started tapering off. Chris tells Stacy that it is not her personally. She doesn't know what to say or do. She can get so sexually frustrated. In the beginning of the relationship, she was so shy and modest. She is still that way but not as much. She would like to try different things out.

She tried role playing before and loved it. One of her biggest fantasies was to have her husband pretend to be a cop. Stacy would be a motorist driving to work. She is late for her meeting and is going over the speed limit. Chris sees her speed by and pulls her over. They come to a stop in a deserted area. Stacy looks in her mirror and sees Chris coming towards her side of the car. She rolls down her window and says "good morning officer; is there a problem?"

Chris asked "Did you know how fast you were going?"

"Not really" said Stacy, "I am all ready late for my meeting."

Chris stated "License and registration, please."

Stacy was in such a rush to get out of her house that she didn't notice that she missed the top button of her blouse. Chris got a glimpse of the black, lacy bra when she leaned over to get those two pieces of paperwork. Her breast weren't big, but they were exactly the size that he liked.

She handed him her license first, then her registration. He studied them, then handed them back. Chris then asked her to step out of the car. By this time Chris wasn't aware that Stacy was getting a bit turned on by this uniformed man. Stacy has always been attracted to men in uniform. It must be the way that they appear, so sharp and neat. On the other hand, she might just be turned on by the way they have authority. Stacy stepped out of the car, just as Chris requested, and shut the car door. She asked Chris if he was going to give her a ticket so she can get to her meeting. Truthfully, Stacy's mind wasn't on the meeting; actually, she could care less about it. Chris wanted to know if she knew how dangerous speeding was. In Stacy's mind, she started thinking, "Oh great, here comes the lecture". Chris was buying time so he could have a bit more time with her. Chris kept his interests to himself thinking if he stepped over his bounds that he could lose his job or be sued. Undoubtedly, he was very interested in getting to know Stacy more intimately. Stacy too was very interested. She felt that she'd better behave herself or she could get arrested for sexual bribery. Stacy stood and leaned on her car. She wore a white, buttoned down blouse and a black skirt that came halfway up her thigh. Her tan legs needed no nylons. She wore black high heels which added a couple of inches to her height. Stacy seemed calm even though her heart was pumping at about a hundred miles an hour. Being outside of the car, she could now see this law enforcer head to toe. Her palms were getting sweating while her intimate places were starting to come alive. In Chris's case, he was trying to keep himself composed. It was a bit hard for him since a certain something had a mind of his own. Chris was trying to distract Stacy so she wouldn't see something that she shouldn't. Finally their eyes connected and somehow from that they could read each other's mind. They knew that they both wanted something more. Stacy started to walk slowly toward Chris. Her hands are the first to reach him. Running her hands over his chest, she sees a bead of sweat on his forehead. Stacy presses her breasts onto his chest leaning her lips to meet his. They both could feel each other's breath before she pulled away. Stacy was playing hard to get and she knew that usually drives guys crazy. She walked over to the passenger side of her car in case a motorist passed by. Chris was still paralyzed from shock.

Stacy made her move and now it was Chris's turn. He approached her as she undid a couple of buttons on her blouse. He told her that he could arrest her for indecent exposure. He knew that he wouldn't and for God's sake he couldn't. Chris had to see more of that black bra, and he did. He loved the way it contrasted against her fair, light-colored skin. Stacy stopped at two buttons and looked at Chris. He leaned over to kiss her luscious lips. As they kissed, he placed one hand on the back of her neck; he could feel tiny goose bumps. Slowly his hand moved onto her shoulder and then down to one breast. Stacy let out a little moan when he gave it a slight squeeze.

Both Chris and Stacy were breathing a bit heavier. Chris deserted Stacy's lips to go on an adventure. He gave her light kisses on her neck then started working lower. He worked down to the beautiful breasts he had a glimpse of earlier. Starting in the middle, he worked to the left, the same breast that he was teasing a few moments ago. With her lacy bra still on, Chris rubbed his lips over her excited nipple. He moved to the right to do the same to the other nipple.

Chris was now ready to see the full view of her breasts. He unclasped her bra and gazed at her lustfully. Chris could swear that her erect nipples came out a good half an inch. He leaned over to suck one. He looked up at Stacy's face while doing this to see if she was enjoying it. Stacy obviously loved foreplay.

Stacy now decided that it was time to repay the officer. She lured his lips back up to hers. She unbuttoned his shirt and kissed his chest gently. She worked her way downward. Stacy could feel a little strain on his zipper and gave it a little kiss. She looked at him and he knew exactly where this was going. She unbuttoned his slacks and lowered the zipper, releasing his semi-erect penis. Giving it a little kiss on the tip sent shivers up Chris's spine.

Chris wanted to make this a bit more exciting so he stood Stacy up and turned her around so her back was toward him. He then whispered with a heavy breath, "Ma'am you are now in my custody" and put the handcuffs on her, with hands behind her. He turned her around and kissed her on the lips. She started working her way down again. This was a turn on for both of them.

She started licking the tip of his penis, teasing it with her tongue. It quickly became fully erect. Stacy put his erect penis into her mouth, taking it in deeper as she sucked on it. She heard moans from up above and also heard Chris start some dirty talk.

"Ooh, I like that baby" said Chris, breathing heavily, "You're getting my dick so hard".

Stacy got turned on just seeing how Chris was responding to this treat. With her hands cuffed behind her, Stacy had only her mouth and tongue to work with. Chris let out a slightly louder moan when Stacy took his balls into her mouth. She started with one by taking it into her mouth and swirling her tongue around. She then did it to the other. Stacy slowly stood up, licking the underside of Chris's cock on the way up. She slid her body against his. Her breast and nipples rubbed against his erect penis. Chris felt that is was his duty to serve this beautiful citizen. He led her to his patrol car and opened up the back passenger door. He sat her down on the seat with her feet still on the outside of the car. "Lay back" said Chris in a low, stern voice. Stacy did as he said; she didn't want to get into trouble with the law. He squatted down and parted her legs. Stacy was wearing lilac colored panties. He asked her if that was her favorite color; she admitted that it was.

Slowly he slid them over her thighs then down her legs revealing what he was longing for. Stacy had been shaving her intimate area for a few years now. It made her genitals much more sensitive. Chris pushed her skirt up to her waist then started by giving her a kiss just under her belly button. Stacy jumped just a little. He worked his way down and he knew that she loved what he was doing by her moans.

Chris licked her clitoris then bit it lightly. She lifted her hips as he started sucking on it. Stacy was very sensitive there. She could climax from what Chris was doing. He rubbed her with his finger then found that warm tunnel. Stacy was already wet and ready. Slowly the uniformed stud slid his finger in her pussy. The way she looked at him he knew that she wanted him and wanted him bad. He got up and laid over her on the back seat, sliding his erect penis into her. They both gave out a moan. He started thrusting into her, thinking "Who knew that a traffic stop would turn out this way?" Chris got out of the car and helped Stacy out. He had her face the patrol car and lean on the hood. Her hands were still behind her back, cuffed. The officer entered her from behind. So far they hadn't seen one car pass by, fortunately. The weather was mild but there was a cool breeze blowing. The hood of the car was a bit cool which perked up Stacy's nipples while they were being press against it.

Stacy enjoyed being served by this cop. Officer Chris was so sexy while sweaty. He was banging her hard, going deeper with every thrust. He had her kneel on the ground on the passenger side of the patrol car, facing him. He was stroking his cock and was ready to cum.

Chris pushed her blouse and unfastened bra off Stacy's shoulders so that they were around her handcuffed wrists. The law officer's throat was dry but he managed to say to Stacy, "I want to cum all over your face and your tits. I want to cover them both."

She gave him a small grin, nodded, then closed her eyes. He was close, very close. Within seconds she heard a loud moan along with the first warm stream hitting her face. Then she felt a second stream hit her breast and nipples.

When Chris was done he stood Stacy up. The officer removed the cuffs so she could clean off her face. With her hands now free she cleaned off her eyes and look down at her cum soaked breasts. She asked the officer if she was still getting the speeding ticket. Chris said "Well, I'll let you off this time, but don't let it happen again". "If it does, I don't know what I will have to do to discipline you." Stacy was looking forward to her next encounter with Chris; she hoped that he would think of something new and exciting for their next rendezvous.