How I Seduced A Highway Patrolman!! A true story.
I grew up in a small town in the middle of the Mohave Desert. I was newly divorced, 24 years old, and working at a local restaurant on the graveyard shift. Being that I was the only place in town open all night, that is other than the truck stop across town, I use to get nightly visits from the deputies from the Sheriffs Dept as well as the Highway Patrol who were on duty.
I forgot to tell you that not only was I 24 years old, I weighed about 130 lbs and had an incredible tan. So, I guess you could say that I was a very attractive lady, that could turn any head in any room I walked into.
So anyhow back to my story, these nightly visits were quite welcome. Not only did they make me feel that I was safe, but there was this Highway Patrolman who just took my breath away when he walked through the door. He was tall, dark and handsome. Not to mention, he looked totally awesome in that uniform and he had a smile that would melt any girls heart.
After several weeks of his nightly visits, we finally had a chance to talk. You see he was on duty alone that night and the weather was pretty shitty, so he sat drinking coffee and basically just shot the shit for several hours. He talked about his life and told me he was married and had a couple kids. It was nice listening to him share with me, but if he only knew what I was thinking while he talked, he surely would have never came in again. That is so I thought, anyways.
A couple of more weeks went by and every time he walked in I thought that I would literally cream all over myself. There was a couple of times that after serving them their order, I would run off to the bathroom to play and relieve myself. Then I would go back out there blushing, just knowing that he knew what I had been doing. During those couple of weeks, I had fantasized about him and I having a secret meeting somewhere and ravishing each others bodies. I did care that he was married. I just wanted a few hours of his precious time all to myself so that I could have my way with him. It didn't matter to me if I ever talked to or saw him again, just as long as I could have my way with him. I started to plan just how I was going to arrange this meeting.
A friend of mine had been a dispatcher for the Sheriffs Dept. for a number of years, so I asked her if she could find out just what nights he had off and what nights he worked. She found out the info for me, although she did seem a little curious why I wanted to know. I just said that I was wondering and we left it at that.