him soon enough.â I roll down my window, showing my hands and the documentation, which almost always speeds them up.
âEveninâ, Officer. How can I help you?â I ask in a pleasant tone. Older piggyâ probably jealous as hell âtakes the insurance and license before peering at us in silence.
âMr. Dane,â he reads, âeverything okay in here?â I look up in confusion to see heâs eyeing Kate. Oh! Chivalrous fuckerâglad I didnât have to embarrass him. âMaâam, everything okay?â
âWho me?â Sheâs as baffled as I was a moment ago. Harassing cops deserve to get beat, but those who make sure women are okay get a pass, in my book. Never hurts to be sure.
âHeâs asking if youâre safe, Kate,â I explain.
âOh! Of course, Officer.â
âYou will be safer and legal ,â he stresses the word, âwith your seat belt on.â
âOh, my god, sorry, Officer. Sorry.â The cute, apologetic smile she flashes him as she reaches to put on her belt would get us out of any ticket.
âNice car, Mr. Dane,â he comments, handing back my paperwork.
âThanks, Officer.â Meaning, âthank you for the leniency.â
âMy uncle owns the dealership.â
âLucky you.â The corner of his mouth twitches. âWell, keep it legal and have a good night.â
âYes, sir. We will.â
âVery smooth,â Kate comments as I roll the window back up and replace my insurance card in the glove box. âBut youâre a liar.â
âOh?â I arch an eyebrow at her, and her eyes sparkle.
âSaid you worked for your cousin, and you told the cop it was your uncle.â
âThe dealershipâs his fatherâs, which makes him my uncle, in case you slept through school.â The playful slap was back, but she looked disappointed. âYou seem let down.â
She shrugged slightly. âI guess I expected a spicier story behind such an incredible car.â Hmm, should I? I considered her for a few seconds before putting the Lotus in gear and pulling back out into traffic.
âSo, maybe Iâm just a good liar.â I laugh at her gasp of mock offense. âIf youâre good, maybe Iâll share a secret with you about this work of art.â
After a moment: âHow about if I let you fuck me on it?â She sets her hand on my thigh. And there it isâbooya!
âFor that dream-come-true, Iâd definitely tell you. Just tell me when and where.â
âHow about the first place we wonât be arrested?â I just knew this night would be good!
âYou, dearest Kate, are my type of girl. A real shame we didnât know this earlier.â
âAs I recall, you were pounding my friend, and I donât do that to friends.â
âAnother thing I admire. You gotta stop there, or Iâll fall for you.â She rubs my leg faintly.
âYou may be in trouble, then,â she says with a smirk. She squeals in delight as I pull us through a sideways gee and into a parking lot blessed with deep shadows. She moves her hand upward to my bulge.
âNo chance I can wait any longer.â
âSo I see.â She squeezes me before getting out of the car. I meet her around the hood and crush her to me. Her kiss is frenzied as she kneads my back; her hands drop to my ass, pulling my bulge harder against her.
âGod damn ,â I pant, pulling away for air, âyouâre a she-devil.â Her hands fly to my crotch, and I spring free in less time than it takes the Lotus to get to sixty. She gives me a knowing grin as she pushes me back on the car and engulfs me. Hey, itâs not my paint job.
After a momentary battle with her gag reflex, she reaches my pubes, and I swell as I feel moisture and heat near my balls. She pulls off with a gasp of breath and a happy expression before blowing cool night air on my twitching