But Officer... how fast was I going?

So... tonight's drive home from work was... interesting... Did you know that they frown on speeders? Especially if you don't see the markings on their cruiser, and you fly past them doing ten... err.. fifteen... or so over?

I was in a hurry. I didn't see the cop. I was keeping up with traffic. The crowd just happened to be waaaayyy ahead of me. So.. I've got my windows down, heat kicking, radio going... and bam. Disco lights behind me. Wha?? I don't recall requesting mood lighting for my tunes. Grrrrrr.

I pull over. Wait for the officer to walk to my window. I can see him in my mirror getting out of his car. He's tall. Good looking. Definitely older, but solid.. tanned. I'm thinking to myself... Wow, he'd be even sexier if he wasn't pulling me over. He comes up, looks down, and asks the inevitable: "Do you know why I pulled you over?" I knew. I didn't realize I'd been going that fast, but I knew. I said as much. He asked for my paperwork, driver's license, all that fun stuff. I leaned over to the passenger seat, pulled it out, handed it over. The officer looks at my driver's license, looks at me, compares. I tried to smile, and said "Well, I wasn't pulled over when it was taken, it's why the smile's better". Finally, he cracked a smile. But he still stood there. He informed me, sternly, how speeding was a dangerous way to drive. After a few moments, he walks back to the cruiser, and does his thing. I'm sitting in my car just waiting, just knowing that I'm going to get some huge ticket for driving like a dork right in front of a cop...

So.. He comes back to my window. Again, I watch him walking.. Damn. He was hot. But, he's also got my license, my registration and insurance... and the ability to make me pay how ever much a speeding ticket costs these days.. Not good.. Not good! I smile again, as he hands back my stuff. I lean back over, and put it back in my purse. And then he started giving the lecture. I was looking up at him, as he explained how he was going to let me go.. How speeding endangered not only my life, but the lives of everyone else on the road. He was right. I should have been paying more attention to the spedometer. After about five minutes, he again tells me that he's not going to ticket me. I thank him profusely. He'd been polite, but firm, and seemed to just keep talking. But, eventually, he bid me a good night. Told me to drive safely, and he walked back to his cruiser.

I started the ignition, and turned on my blinker to get back into traffic... And happened to look down. It never dawned on my that leaning over to grab my stuff out of my purse had moved my skirt up on my legs. Instead of my skirt demurely covering the tops of my stockings and garters... It was scrunched up almost to my panties. And to top it all off, the top button of my blouse was undone. The officer had had a clear view of my cleavage being boosted up by my pink satin bra! The entire time he was lecturing me, he'd been staring right down into my boobs, and checking out my thighs with their stockings and straps of my garters. No wonder he let me off without a ticket! At least he'd been a hottie...

I must have been grinning... and blushing... as I drove off... At a safe and legal speed of course.


XOXOXO

Betty