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Monday Law And Order

Monday Law And Order

by sport7777
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THE SEVEN DAYS(Of Fantasy)

INTRODUCTION

The Seven Days are a collection of seven one-chapter stories involving fantasies and role-playing with a personal flavor. These are my personal wish lists that I wished I had lived out before I had gotten married. So sit back and enjoy.

MONDAY: Law & Order

TUESDAY: Mile High Club

WEDNESDAY: Forbidden Fruit

THURSDAY: Overlooking the Stereo Types

FRIDAY: Two is Fun Three is Never a Crowd

SATURDAY: Power of Trust

SUNDAY: Out in the Country

*****

Garfield the comic strip cat used to hate Mondays. Rick Brewer also hated Mondays. First his company was rolling back salaries by ten per cent. Second his ex-wife was re-petitioning the courts for more money. Third his current girlfriend phoned to tell him she’s moving far away to be closer to home. Rick couldn’t even enjoy a quiet drink in his favorite neighborhood pub, without a fight breaking out and glasses smashing all over. At least the police had gotten there quickly to take the combatants away. He noticed a cute well-built blonde police officer. Their eye contact was brief as she was still sorting out paper work with the pub owner.

“Time to go home.” Muttered Rick to himself as he dropped some money on the table to pay for his drinks.

Rick hopped into his car and headed for home. He had only a couple of miles to drive home and he was halfway there when he noticed the red and blue flashing lights in his rear view mirror.

“What else can go wrong today?” Rick grumbled out loud as he rolled down his car window.

“Drivers license and registration please.” Asked a female voice.

To Rick’s amazement, it was the same blonde police officer that he had seen in the pub. He fished his license out of his wallet and produced his registration and insurance from the glove compartment.

“Here you are officer.” Rick said politely as he surrendered the documents to the police officer.

“Turn off the engine and step out of the car please.” Ordered the police officer.

Rick obeyed her and stepped out of the car.

“How much have you had to drink sir?” Asked the officer.

“Three Rum and Cokes over the last hour and a half.” Replied Rick.

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The blonde police officer looked at his license and gave the information over her portable radio to the dispatch.

“Get out of the car, Turn around and place your hands on the hood of the car, and spread your legs shoulder width.” Ordered the officer.

“What, am I being arrested?” Asked Rick, as he did as she requested.

“Don’t argue with me,” Responded the blond officer, “I’m just going to do a quick search for weapons. Any needles or sharp objects in your pockets?”

Rick shook his head and could feel her hands slide over his shoulders and chest, and down the side of his ribs. They methodically searched his arms and legs.

“One hand behind your back.” Ordered the officer.

Rick obeyed, and he could feel and hear the click of the handcuff click onto his wrist.

“And the other hand.” She ordered again.

Rick obeyed, and he had both hands cuffed behind his back. He turned to look closer at the arresting officer. Her nametag read Constable Liske. She was slightly shorter than he was. It was hard to tell because she was wearing her bulletproof vest, but Rick was sure she had a pretty nice build. He guessed that she was in her late twenties. The radio crackled something to her, and after she acknowledged it, she led him back to the patrol car.

“You have a clean record Mr. Brewer,” Officer Liske told Rick, “Please get into the car and watch your head.”

Rick did as he was told, and wiggled his way into the back seat. It was uncomfortable sitting this way with his hands bound behind his back. Constable Liske locked Rick’s car up, and got into the driver seat of the patrol car and drove away from the area.

“If I have a clean record, where are we going?” Asked Rick.

“I’m taking you in to ask you some questions.” Replied Officer Liske.

“Questions? What kind of questions? Am I being arrested?” Rick asked nervously.

“You’ll find out soon.” Officer Liske said.

The car pulled into an underground parking lot. Rick thought it seemed rather strange, as he did not recognize the building. It looked more like an office building rather than a police station. Officer Liske spoke into the radio again, and then turned it off. She helped Rick out of the car and led him to an elevator.

“The bartender told me you had a really bad day.” Chatted Officer Liske as the elevator started to climb.

“Hmm, nice of him to share.” Said a dejected Rick.

“Well you could try to act more positive, you know, lighten up a bit.” Scolded Officer Liske.

“Lighten up? After what’s happened today, and now being arrested, are you kidding me?” Rick said with a blank look.

The elevator stopped and Officer Liske led Rick down the hallway. This was no Police Station. This wasn’t even an office building.

“What the hell is going on?” Rick asked again. “Where are we, what’s going on?”

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Officer Liske ignored him and opened an unmarked door. Inside was a large open room. On one side was a living area, with couch, chair, and entertainment center. A kitchen and dining area was located closer to the window. On the other side was a complete gym, with eight to ten pieces of equipment. A large hot tub was still steaming in the far corner. Near the work out area was a King size brass bed with a huge, thick mattress. A large oak dresser and mirror was parallel to the bed.

Officer Liske led Rick to the bed and shoved him onto the bed.

“What are you doing?” Rick asked again.

Officer Liske ignored his question. She removed her vest and gun belt, and put them on the dresser. She pushed Rick onto his back. She gave him a big smile as she took off his tie and unbuttoned his shirt. She ran her hands over his chest slowly.

“You know, I’d feel a lot more comfortable if my hands weren’t behind my back.” Rick told her. “And, uh, Officer Liske, can I call you by your first name, that is if you tell me?”

“Sharon.” Officer Liske replied, “Lie on your stomach and I’ll change the cuffs.”

“Change?” Thought Rick as he complied with her request.

Sharon sat on Rick’s back as she unlocked one side of the cuff. Rick’s arms were stiff from being locked up for so long. He tried to wriggle onto his back so he could flip his captor off him, but her training and leverage kept him in check, and she quickly handcuffed the one hand to the brass tubing of the bed.

“Now lie on your back so I can handcuff the other hand.” Ordered Sharon.

Rick realized he couldn’t escape even with only one hand cuffed. He thought that he might as well play whatever game she had in mind, and complied with her order. After all, she did seem to have a pretty nice body. After his second hand was handcuffed to the bed, Sharon walked slowly to the side of the bed with a big smile.

“Now I have you where I want you.” Sharon smiled, licking her lips.

Sharon went and flipped off Rick’s shoes. She ran her hands over his chest. She straddled his fully clothed hips as she continued to run her hands over his chest. She leaned over and began to lick and bite Rick’s nipples on his exposed chest.

“Ouch, not so hard.” Protested Rick.

Even though Sharon had just started her caressing, licking and biting, Rick could feel himself getting aroused. He was her captive and he couldn’t do anything about that. Sharon went to his belt and removed it. She undid his button and zipper, which allowed his semi hard cock to push up against his underwear. Sharon giggled as she discarded his trousers. She reached under the elastic of his shorts to grab and squeeze his rising hard-on. She removed his shorts, which allowed his hard-on to stand at full attention. She wriggled down so she could stroke his throbbing tool.

“Hmmm.” Cooed Sharon as she squeezed a drop of pre-cum, and quickly tasted it with her tongue, “I bet there’s more where that came from.”

She stroked his stiff shaft with her hand as she worked her tongue over his balls. She moved her other hand under his ass so she could squeeze the cheeks. The combination of the stroking and licking sensations were driving Rick wild, he knew it wouldn’t be long before he would blast his load. But Sharon had other ideas. She paused briefly to remove her trousers and panties. She still had her shirt on. She then positioned herself with each knee jammed into Rick’s underarms, with her pussy inches away from his mouth.

She smiled at Rick as she shoved her pussy into his waiting mouth. Rick reciprocated by diving his tongue into her hot wet pussy. She too, was also hot from the teasing that she had done. Rick could taste her juices that flowed through her pussy. He wished that he had a hand free to caress more of the beautiful pussy staring at him. But then again after briefly enjoying her sweet juices, Sharon teased him by pulling her hot love mound away from him.

“What’s Up?” Rick asked.

Sharon removed her shirt and bra, revealing a pair of thirty-four Double D breasts. She maneuvered herself into the sixty-nine position and resumed her stroking and licking of Rick’s cock. Rick also returned his tongue back into her juicy hot mound. He alternated, a few dozen seconds at a time thrusting his tongue deep inside of her, and then by lightly licking her swollen clitoris. It was hard for him to tell, but he was sure he could feel her body twitch and quiver as she was building her orgasm. Her hands and tongue felt good on his stiff cock. She had such a well-toned body, he mused to himself that she could probably squeeze his head unconscious with her legs. He could feel his own body reaching its level of excitement, when she swung off of him again. This time she quickly swung her pussy over his erect penis, and impaled herself with it.

Her pussy felt so good as it engulfed his cock. She rode him in a slow rhythmic manner. She would pause briefly to dangle one of her breasts near his mouth, so he could have a taste and a nibble, but quickly returned to her riding. She reached down with her one hand to balance her rocking body on the bed, and moved her other hand to finger her clitoris as she rode his cock.

Rick could hear her moan, and her vagina muscles squeezed his cock tighter as she was ever so close to orgasm. She thrust five more times, and with a mighty squeeze with her hips she reached her orgasm, groaning ever so loudly. Her body quivered as she tried to get two more strokes as the electricity shot through her. She kissed Rick on the lips, plummeting her tongue deep inside of his throat. After awkwardly pounding two more strokes, she briefly collapsed on his chest. She then realized that he had not come yet. She resumed her riding of him, slapping even harder onto his cock. Rick couldn’t take much more, as her athletic body bounced on top of him. With a dozen more thrusts, Rick moaned as he met her downward stroke as his body lifted off the bed. His cock spewing it’s milky white load deep inside of her. She slowly worked down her momentum as she milked his cock dry with her vagina muscles, and even rested, still with Rick’s cock inside of her. She kissed him again, deeply and passionately before she dismounted, and uncuffed him.

“I’m back on duty in ten minutes.” Sharon told Rick. “I hope you wont sue me for false arrest.”

“Hmmm, you might have to plead your case.” Smiled Rick. “ Or you might have to interrogate my intentions.”

Sharon smiled at Rick, as she got dressed. This was one guy that she had hoped would be a repeat offender.

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