The more he thought about this, the more he wished he hadn't agreed to it. Having her over to watch a movie was just asking for trouble. She was married after all. And though nothing had happened yet, each time they got together they came closer to letting their playful flirting go too far. Just as he contemplated calling her to cancel, he heard a loud banging at the door. "Damn, she's already here." he thought. "Why the hell can't she use the bell?" As he opened the door, a bright light filled his view.
"Sir, there have been reports that you have been concealing a dangerous weapon, and I've been sent to conduct a search to determine the validity of these claims." He recognized her voice, but was still temporarily blinded. Once she lowered the light and his eyes adjusted, he couldn't believe them. She was was dressed in a police uniform. A very sexy police uniform. The shorts were shorter and tighter than he'd ever seen law enforcement wear. And her uniform top was so tight that it didn't button over her breasts, leaving plenty of them on display. Handcuffs dangled from her belt. Mirrored aviator sunglasses, a hat and a large flashlight finished off the ensemble. She smirked as she watched him try to make sense of what he was seeing.
Before he had time to react, she pushed through the doorway, knocking him against the wall and closing the front door. "What the hell are you doing?" he asked, caught off guard.
"Sir, this process will go much smoother if you cooperate and do as I say. Please stand facing the wall with your hands against it and your feet shoulder width apart" she commanded. Then she leaned up and cooed into his ear "It will be fun, I promise." He wasn't sure how to react, but couldn't deny that he was intrigued. He decided to play along. She began running her hands slowly and carefully over his back and shoulders, as though she was searching for a weapon. To reach the length of his arms, she had to stand on her tip toes and press her breasts against his back. He attempted to press back into her and she immediately stopped and backed away. "Sir, I'll need to ask you to remain still while the search is being conducted." She was all business. He'd never seen her act like this. She resumed her search, her hands reaching around to his chest. She began to unbutton his shirt. "I will need to remove this in order to ensure you aren't hiding anything under there." Her fingers danced slowly across his exposed chest. "I will need you to briefly remove one hand at a time from the wall so I can remove your shirt. Your hands will need to remain where I can see them and when one hand is off the wall, the other remains on it, understood?"
"Yes ma'am." if she was maintaining the character so well, the least he could do was go along with it. After his shirt was off, and she seemed satisfied there was nothing hiding there, she focused her efforts on his legs. She knelt behind him and began running her hands down the outside of his legs to his ankles and back up to his hips. Next, she glided them over the back of his legs, giving his backside a light squeeze. Then she moved to his thighs. The proximity of her hand to his zipper made him wonder just how far she was going to take this charade. He feel his erection beginning to bulge and his jeans getting very uncomfortable. There was no way she wouldn't notice this. He held his breath as her fingers moved along the front of his legs, down to his feet and back up to his waistband, where he felt them unbutton his jeans. She carefully slid her hand into the front of his pants and he heard her sharp intake of breath as she grasped his hardened cock, quickly releasing it and withdrawing her hand.
"Sir, I am placing you under arrest for possession of a concealed weapon. I am going to need to cuff you." He had no idea how she was staying in character, but it was really turning him on. He placed his hands behind his back and felt the handcuffs click onto them. Maintaining her authoritative tone, she leaned in and said softly "You have the right to remain silent, though I do enjoy a vocal prisoner. Anything I say can be held against you." She pressed her breasts into his back again for effect. "Now follow me." She turned him around and led him to the living room, pushing him onto the couch.
Removing her hat and tossing it onto the couch beside them, she climbed into his lap, straddling him. She raked her fingers through his hair, kissing his neck, and taking pleasure in the fast pace of his pulse beneath his skin. Working her way down his chest, she lightly pinched one of his nipples, smiling as he let out a soft moan. Her hand traced down his stomach until she was again near his engorged cock. He strained a bit to move it toward her hand. She withdrew it quickly and grabbed him by the hair on the back of his head. She leaned in close enough that he could feel her breath against his neck and ear as she whispered "I knew you were hiding something." Her tongue grazed his earlobe and gave him goosebumps. She ran her fingers through his hair and began to slowly kiss his neck, working her way back down his chest, pausing a moment to lick his hardened nipples, blowing on them and running her teeth against them. It was making him crazy not to be able to touch her. Finally, she settled into a kneeling position between his legs. She unzipped his fly and slowly pulled down his jeans and boxers, allowing his erection to spring free.
"Hmmm... I need to get a better look at this." she said. She removed her sunglasses and he saw an unfamiliar look in her eyes. Desire. She licked her soft, pink lips and leaned in closer. She placed a gentle kiss on the head of his penis and and giggled when it jolted at her touch. She brought her hand up and grasped it lightly, running the length of it. Then she brought it to her mouth and took him in, her tongue swirling around the head as she used her hands to massage his balls and stroke his shaft. He began to moan as she expertly worked her way up and down his stiff cock. Reality began to sink in and was almost too much for him. A married woman had forced her way into his house, handcuffed him and was now sucking his cock like it was her last meal. It was unreal.
"Please uncuff me" he begged.
