Her Turn In The Barrel

by TheMoose63

Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa, Reluctant, Coercion, Interracial, Black Female, White Male, Anal Sex, .

Desc: Erotica Sex Story: Anita is an up and coming black lawyer in Montgomery, Alabama who has taken on the white establishment, the police department and the DA's office - with success. Now she is a shoo-in for the vacant state senate seat, that is unless the police have something to say about it.

Anita Loos is a black woman working in a white, male dominated profession; nevertheless she is planning on going very far in life... partially because she is good, maybe even great, but mostly because she is a very determined woman! She is a brilliant defense attorney who has been making it her life's work to defend as many black clients as possible - regardless of their guilt or innocence. Her determination to defend black clients has been based on the belief that the white establishment has, over time, imprisoned blacks just because of the color of their skin. Its Anita's hypothesis that by ensuring that blacks do not go to prison, even guilty blacks, it will only slightly makes up for generations of white oppression, and after all, for Anita it's all about justice for her people.

Anita graduated magna cum laude from Duke University Law School and immediately relocated to Montgomery, Alabama because she still considered Montgomery to be a hot bed of racial injustice. In just five short years of practicing law she had become the darling of the ACLU as well as the majority of Montgomery's liberal legal community and she has managed to win almost ninety percent of her cases. After each of her victories Anita gives, what has become known to the law enforcement community at the Loos adage, she smiles at the cops and the DA's in the courtroom and tells them that she is sorry but that 'it was just their turn in the barrel.' Yes everyone in the liberal community in Montgomery, Alabama loves Anita Loos, but not everyone in law enforcement feels the same way!

Tonight is a special night for Anita as the Montgomery County Democratic Party hosts a reception especially for her and her new venture in life - politics! Anita was extremely pleased with the reception as she flitted from group to group and table to table pausing only long enough to make sure that they knew her point of view on the issues and that they contributed heavily to her campaign fund, a campaign that had begun last week when she had made her announcement, to a stunned crowd on the Montgomery County courthouse steps, that she, Anita Loos, a black woman, was entering the race for the vacant Montgomery County State Senate seat.

After her stunning announcement most of the talking heads in the media and most of the political hacks felt that she was virtually unbeatable and those in the liberal community desperately wanted to be on her bandwagon no matter what the cost and tonight that had proven true as she cajoled almost $2.5 million dollars in contributions out of the high rollers. As Anita worked the room she was sipping Champaign cocktails and enjoying herself and her good fortune and on one occasion she and the mayor's wife had snuck off to the master bedroom and shared a line of coke. Yes indeed it was a great night for Anita!

Anita finally said her goodbyes to her hosts and the guests and left the party just after midnight. She walked down the driveway to her jet black Jaguar convertible and eased inside and leaned back against the leather seat and drew in a deep breath. "Damn but I'm good," she said aloud then she realized that she was as high as a kite, partially from the thrill of knowing she was a shoo-in for the Senate seat, partially from the Champaign cocktails but mostly from the line of cocaine she had snorted. Realizing that she needed to relax before trying to drive home she opened the glove box and took out a joint and fired it up. It took her two deep drags before she felt the tension leaving her body and when that happened she thought that she was competent to drive. That thought was going to prove to be a mistake! Anita sighed, started the Jag and took another toke on her cigarette then slowly drove down the circular driveway and out into the night.

Across the street sat Montgomery Police Officer Josh Rocker. He was behind the wheel of his black and white police cruiser... waiting. He was parked, partially hidden, in an alleyway just off of Michelson Drive. The more he thought about what he had to do tonight the less he liked it. He shook his head sadly because he didn't want to be here tonight and in fact he would have rather been in a knockdown, drag-out shooting that to be here but he had drawn the short straw so the job was his.

As he watched and waited the acid in his stomach wouldn't quit churning and trying to escape up his throat. He reached over to the dash and slipped another Tums out of the package, chewed and swallowed it then chased it with a swig of milk. He looked at his watch and saw that it was just after midnight and he assumed that she would have to leave pretty soon, so he continued his vigil. Josh nervously glanced over to the passenger seat at the box containing the evidence that he would plant in her car when the time was right then he reached up and for the umpteenth time made sure the dash camera was working. Tonight Josh Rocker, and by proxy, the Montgomery police department would finally put a stop to the black bitch that had been a thorn in their side for the past five years.

He was just about to light another cigarette when he saw the black Jaguar with the personalized license plates that read 1-AQUIT-AL pull out of the driveway. He let her drive by his darkened cruiser then he hit the starter and eased out into the street giving the Jaguar about a half a block of headway. Twice in the next two blocks the Jaguar eased over the double yellow centerline as she drove toward her condominium still Josh let her drive on, waiting for her to make the turn he knew she would make. Three blocks later she turned onto Jackson Street and he knew that now was the perfect time. Jackson Street was only three blocks long but it was an expensive high-end residential neighborhood where most of the mansions were well back from the street which, at the owners' insistence, remained unlit. When the Jag was half way down the darkened street Josh turned on his 'Christmas tree' of roof lights and watched as the Jag pulled over to the curb and parked.

Anita had been driving well within the speed limit since leaving the party; after all it was better to be a little late getting home than to get stopped by a cop especially now that she was a little high. She thought about what a great night it had been then she took another toke on her roach. Anita was caught completely off guard when the lights of the police cruiser flicked on and shown brightly in her rear view mirror. Oh Christ she thought... shit, what am I going to do now? She took the marijuana cigarette and snuffed it out in the ashtray then reached into her pursed and pulled out a breath mint and popped it into her mouth. She pulled over to the curb and parked and waited as the police cruiser pulled up behind her, parked and the roof lights went out. In her side mirror she saw the cop get out of his car and she noticed that he wasn't wearing the usual heavy belt with a sidearm and all that other stuff, strange she thought. He closed his door and walked towards her, his flashlight in his left hand.

Josh slipped the package of cocaine he would plant in her car into his right pocket, got out of his car and walked up to the drivers' window and tapped on it with his flashlight. The electric window silently slid down and Josh could see the woman and then he smelled the distinctive odor of marijuana wafting out through the open window. Christ he thought, this is going to be even easier than anyone thought. He pointed the flashlight in the window and turned it on temporarily blinding the driver as he looked inside the darkened car. The first thing he noticed was a wisp of smoke coming from her ashtray then he saw her skirt... it was pulled up significantly and showing a whole lot of leg... nice long black legs he thought. "Excuse me ma'am, may I please see your drivers license and registration?" He shone the flashlight around the car and saw that it was empty except for the marijuana cigarette still smoldering in her ashtray. When he looked down at her he noticed a few white speckles of what he supposed was cocaine on her black blouse. He wanted to laugh out loud thinking that he had planned to plant evidence in her car but now that wouldn't be necessary. Shit there is no need for the planted evidence, she's been using tonight just like the Captain thought!

Anita reached into her purse and dug out her wallet and removed her drivers' license and handed it to the cop. "Excuse me," she said, "but what exactly what have I done to be pulled over?" She asked in a tone of voice that sounded more like a demand than a question.

He thought for a minute then decided that he wouldn't answer her question, at least not yet. "I'll need your registration too ma'am."

Anita reached across the seat and over the center consol and fumbled in her glove box until she found the registration then she handed it to the cop. "I asked you what I did wrong that you stopped me. If this is some type of racial profiling I'll have your God damned badge!"

He watched her carefully and when she reached across to her glove box her skirt hiked up even higher up until her butt was almost showing and he definitely liked the view... still she was a snotty bitch, just like the Captain had told him. "No need to get angry with me ma'am I'm just doing my job."

Anita was irate that the cop wouldn't answer her question. "Do you have any idea WHO I am?"

"No ma'am I don't and frankly I don't care."

"Oh really! Well I'm Anita Loos! Now do you know who I am?"

He tried not to smile. "Nope, not really... should I recognize you?"

Shit she thought this cop is dumber than dog shit. "Yes... well I'm only the most famous defense attorney in all of Montgomery, maybe even all of Alabama, and if you don't have a damned good reason for stopping me I have your badge," she looked at the badge and his name tag, and continued, "Officer Rocker."

"Ahhh, you're an attorney! Oh now I get it! Well counselor you better get yourself a good lawyer, one that can get you out of a drug and DUI charge. Christ lady the smell of marijuana is as think as a Texas steak and by the way you may want to wipe off that white stuff on your blouse, might be evidence you know. Now ma'am you'll have to step out of the car... please."

With out thinking about it she reached up and brushed the cocaine off of her blouse. Shit she thought as she noticed that the joint she had snuffed out was still giving off smoke from her ashtray. Shit, shit, shit! God damn it, it's time for some damage control before everything is ruined. "Certainly officer and I apologize for sounding rude." She opened the door and swung her legs outside then realized too late that she was giving him quite a show, her skirt ridding up so far that he could probably see her panties. Oh well, that couldn't possible hurt her now and it might even help.

"Please step to the rear of your car ma'am and put your hands on the trunk and spread your legs."

Jesus she thought, that's the position the cops use for a body search. Certainly he wasn't going to search her, not out here on the street and without a female officer present to do the search. Even this dip shit wouldn't be that dumb. "Certainly officer." She walked to the back of the Jag and leaned over, her hands high up on the trunk, her breasts pressing into the car as she spread her legs apart, her body well lit by his headlights. When his hands touched her ankle she jerked, "You really aren't going to search me are you? I mean this is illegal without a female officer being present!"

He thought about what he was going to do next. The original plan had been to plant the evidence in her car and then capture it on camera and use that against her but now things were different... but definitely better. He smiled to himself. He was staring up at her butt and had already seen a lot of leg and he wanted more, no that was wrong, he was going to get more. "No ma'am I'm not, don't you worry yourself at all." He hesitated just a moment then he started to improvise. His fingers touched her calf and started to work their way up her legs, up high enough that they were almost underneath her skirt. "The thing is though, if you really don't want me to search you for contraband or weapons then I'll have to take you downtown and book you... for both a DWI and on drug charges, I'm sorry about that ma'am. Although it's still your choice what I do." His hands continued up her leg until they reached her panties and then his fingers slipped underneath the leg band and he felt her dampness. Ahhh yes, she is enjoying this too.

Anita shivered when he said, 'book you'. She realized that the police would expose her arrest on drug and DWI charges to the media which would almost certainly derail her political aspirations and she just couldn't let that happen. Still what evidence did he really have, some white flakes on her blouse? Christ he hadn't even done a sobriety field test? She swatted his hand away from her butt. "Get your fucking hands off my pussy. This is just entrapment, just cop bullshit and you damn well know it! DWI? Drugs? Christ you haven't even given me a fucking field sobriety test?"

He removed his fingers from her pussy and stood up. "Well that's true, so do you want to take one?"

She really felt that she could pass a field test so she didn't hesitate, "Yes, in fact I demand one!"

"Fair enough. Please move out to the center of the street and walk down the center line. One foot directly in front of the other, heel to toe, take twenty steps then stop, turn around and walk back toward me." He lit the centerline with his flashlight.

As she walked she could feel her ankles twisting on her high heels. Christ this is harder than she had thought. When she turned to walk back she twisted then her heel gave way and she fell to the pavement. "Shit," she said out loud, getting back up and walking back to the officer. She knew that she had failed even before she stopped in front of him. Maybe there was someway she could persuade the cop to just let her go with a warning or something. "Look officer, I admit that I've had a few cocktails and there's a roach in my ashtray but isn't there something I could do to make it worth you're while to let me off with just a... oh I don't know... a warning?"

Josh thought about the offer and smiled to himself. Damn right there is something you can do for me. "Well maybe," he hesitated for a moment, "but I'll have to finish my search first, is that alright with you Ms. Loos?"

She really didn't have much choice so she nodded her head and took a deep breath. "Yes officer, go ahead."

"Alright then, turn around and put your hands on the trunk and spread your legs." When she complied Josh again ran his hands up her legs each time culminating with his fingers under her skirt and inside her panties gently rubbing on her pussy. He could feel how wet she was although he wasn't sure if it was because she was sexually excited or not. "Well I don't feel anything here," he said with a smirk, "now stand up, with your arms out to your sides." When she again complied he ran his hands around to the front of her blouse and felt her breasts, squeezed them and then let her go. "Nothing much there either," he said with a laugh.

"Alright Ms. Loos, turn around and face me and stand still." As she turned he watched and thought that she had to have the best looking ass he had ever seen even if it was a black ass. "Alright Ms. Loos, now don't make any sudden movements." He looked directly into her eyes as he unbuttoned the top four buttons on her blouse and reached inside, pulled her bra down and cupped her breast.

Anita just looked at him. "Alright Officer Rocker now that you know I'm not carrying any contraband I'll agree that you have me cold on the DUI and marijuana charge now what can I do to get out of this mess without going to jail?" She expected him to ask for a quick blow job or a fuck and as reprehensible as that thought was she was willing to do that if it meant keeping this whole thing quiet.

"You really mean that... I mean that you'll do 'anything' I want if I just let you go?"

His use of 'anything' certainly indicated that he was looking for something sexual. "Sure, anything. Look I can't afford to be booked especially for something as silly as a DWI or marijuana use. Now what is it you want from me? Maybe a blow job? Or how about a fuck, I'm told that I'm really good at that. How about it officer Rocker, what will it be?"

"Oh I'll just bet you are. I'll tell you what Ms. Loos if you're really serious about this, about doing anything I want... finish unbuttoning your blouse and give it to me."

Anita was confused, is that all he wanted? She reached up and unbuttoned her blouse and pulled it out from her skirt and handed it to him. She was wearing a $200 Fermi uplift bra and she knew it showed off her breast perfectly. "How's that officer?"

"You can call me Josh, Ms. Loos, and I have to tell you those breasts look perfect. Maybe you should ditch the bra and let me see those puppies all by themselves."

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