Officer Sloan had been half asleep when the radar gun chirped and he saw the blur of the red sports car rocket past him. He threw the cruiser in gear and was quickly after them, lights blinking and siren wailing. The speeding car slowed quickly and pulled off to the side of the road, Sloan bringing his police car to a stop a few car lengths behind April's convertible. He punched the license plate number into the computer and waited for the information to come back. Looking at the car he could see the two occupants engaged in an animated conversation.
"Just fucking great," Tina whined.
"What are you worried about, I was the one driving eighty something," April replied calmly.
"Who cares, this is fucking backwater USA, and they'll probably drag us in for something stupid like a busted taillight."
April just shook her head at her hysterical passenger. "Look at me," she said thrusting her chest out. "Do I look like someone who gets speeding tickets? I have never been given a ticket in my life and I don't plan on starting today."
The beep of the computer brought Officer Sloan's attention away from the car. Not stolen at least, he thought to himself. The picture of the registered owner is what caught his attention. If you can look good in driver's license photo you had to be hot. The pretty blue eyes and the reddish-blonde hair made his cock stir.
He got out of the cruiser thinking, "with my luck her grandmother borrowed the car and forgot which pedal was which."
April watched in the rearview mirror as the cop approached. He looked young and fit, his uniform clinging tightly to his legs and torso. She shifted the seatbelt so it slid between her breasts and pulled off the oxford shirt to show just the camisole top underneath.
"License and registration please," Sloan said as he took in the sight before him. His cock stiffened even more as he looked at the driver's enormous chest swaying as she pulled her license from her purse. She handed him her ID and leaning out the window asked him, "What seems to be the problem officer?" April's tits were draped over her car door.
The stirring in his uniform pants was noticeable as he looked into the deep blue eyes of the driver. April had already figured out how to get out of this ticket before he even asked if she knew how fast she was going.
"I'm sorry officer," she said batting her eyes, "you see Tina and I were fooling around and I kinda lost track of how fast I was going." The whole time she was talking April was sliding her hand along the swell of her breast. Glancing at his crotch she could see that her teasing was having the desired effect. "I promise we won't do it again," she said licking her lips. "Well at least the speeding part."
"Well," he said trying to quell his lust, "eighty-seven is pretty fast. I don't think I can let you off with just warning. I'm going to have to write you a ticket." With that he turned and walked back to the cruiser his hard cock straining against the fly of his pants.
"I thought you never got tickets." Tina chided.
"It's not over yet," she said, quickly modifying her plan. "Yell at me?"
"What?"
"Yell at me; call me stupid bitch, whatever you want. Just make sure the cop can see you."
