Chapter 1

Honey Franklin was driving her candy apple red Corvette way too fast down a two-lane Mississippi back road one hot and steamy afternoon.

Because of the weather, she had removed the two glass roof panels and was running it as a t-top convertible to keep it a little cooler.

All of a sudden, out of nowhere, she heard the wail of a siren coming up fast behind her.

“Shit, shit, shit!” she said to herself as she took her foot off the floor and the car began to slow down, eventually stopping alongside the road.

Thankful she had remembered to put her seatbelt on, she waited apprehensively for the officer to get out of his patrol car and come up to lecture her on her driving.

“License and registration please,” he said, matter of factly.

“Why officer? What did I do?” she feigned ignorance.

“You were speeding and you failed to stop at that intersection back there,” he said.

“Oh officer, I’m sorry, but I am in a terrible hurry! You see I have to...” she started.

“I’m sorry miss, but you still need to obey the laws. You should have left earlier,” he said.

“Do you know who I am? My father is a very rich lawyer in Atlanta!” she huffed indignantly.

“That may be miss, but you are in Mississippi now and according to this state, you were speeding and driving recklessly,” he said coolly.

She changed her tactics and pleaded with him. “Please officer, I have too many tickets as it is. If I get another one, Daddy will take away my car! I’ll just die if I can’t drive!” she said.

“I seriously doubt you will die without a car. You might be inconvenienced, you might be embarrassed to be driven around, but I don’t think that not having a car is a fatal condition!” he said. “Now wait right here while I run your license and registration.”

He went back to his car to radio in the information. On the way back to her, she watched him in the mirror. He was handsome in a rugged sort of way, and she had noticed that her car door was just low enough she could see a tempting bulge in the front of his uniform pants. She got a sexy, if not audacious, idea...

As he walked slowly back to her car, she unbuttoned a couple of buttons on her cropped cami top. She had cut the already cropped top so that it ended right at the bottom of her ribcage, exposing her navel and midriff and teasing the boys mercilessly.

She had been gifted with a very generous set of tits and she knew the boys she hung around with sure appreciated when she showed them off. Perhaps this officer might go easy on her if she played up to him.

She moved her long blonde hair out of the way to give him a good view down her top and made sure her seatbelt didn’t obstruct his view either.

“Well young lady, you were right – you do seem to have a heavy right foot! I ran your license and you have quite the history! I think Daddy buying you a sports car was an error in judgment – you should have gotten something smaller and less powerful, like a bicycle!” he said.

“I’m very sorry, officer...” she said, trying to read his nameplate.

“Brady. It’s Officer Brady,” he said.

“Well, I’m sorry Officer Brady. I don’t know why I can’t seem to drive slower!” she said, shaking her tits a bit and showing them off. “You know officer, I’ve always admired a man in uniform and you do look good in yours.

“I would really appreciate it very much if we could work something out so I could avoid that nasty ticket. I mean, it’s a lot of paperwork for you I’m sure, and I can’t afford to get another ticket. Can’t you just let me go with a warning this time ... pretty please?”

As she looked up into his mirrored sunglass covered eyes, she used a red-clad finger to softly tease the bulge which sat just even with the top of her door.

She licked her lips suggestively and she thrust her tits out further for him. Yes, she knew she was hot and she wasn’t afraid to use that to her advantage!

“Step out of the car miss,” he said without a hint of emotion. Not knowing what, if anything, her words and brazen flirting had done, she opened the door and got out of the car.

“Please move around to the rear of the car. Is there anything in this car you want to tell me about before I search it? Any drugs or alcohol or anything?” he said, very professional and businesslike.

“No Sir. I’m only twenty years old and I can’t drink until next June when I turn twenty-one. And I don’t use drugs of any kind,” she said. “I don’t even smoke ... Daddy won’t allow that since he is an ex-smoker himself.”

“That’s good. Now stay right there and don’t move until I’m finished,” he said sternly. He began looking through the car, searching for anything that might add to her already serious charges. After about five minutes of searching, he didn’t turn up anything more.

“Okay, now step back around here,” he said. She moved back to the side of the car next to him. He immediately put her hands on the car hood and spread her legs in the classic frisking stance. “Now do you have anything sharp that might hurt me?” he asked.

“No sir,” she said.

“All right then. I’m going to have to search you now. Normally, we would have a female officer do this, but since we are here by ourselves and we don’t have a female officer on duty today, I’m going to have to do it,” he said.

As he began patting her down, he continued. “Your little seduction act has not gone unnoticed, young lady. And under ordinary circumstances, you could get in a lot of trouble for your shameless behavior.

“But it just so happens you caught me on a good day. You see, my girlfriend, or should I say ex-girlfriend, broke up with me about two months ago, and I haven’t had any... ‘companionship’ ... since then. And I am used to having it at least once a week or more if I can. So I am feeling a bit testy if you know what I mean.

“You tell me that you can’t afford to get another speeding ticket or you will lose your car. And we are out here on the edge of the county all by ourselves.

“So I will make a deal with you. You help me with my problem, and I will let you off with just a warning. No ticket, no points against your license, not even a record of this whole traffic stop. Do we have an agreement?”

“W-what would I have ... to do?” she gulped. Maybe this was a bad idea after all! While she wasn’t a virgin anymore, she wasn’t exactly worldly in matters concerning sex, either. And she knew that there were some pretty twisted people out there! What had she gotten herself into?

“Relax, hot stuff. I’m not talking about anything too out there. Just the regular fucking and sucking. Maybe I will take your ass, but nothing that will cause any harm to you or screw you up for any future boyfriends. I’m not a sick pervert or anything,” he said.

Then he moved up close behind her between her spread legs and pressed his crotch into the cleft in her tight short shorts. At the same time, he reached up and cupped her generous tits, one in each hand, and gave them a good squeeze.

“Besides, something tells me you’ll really like what I’m about to do to you,” he whispered in her ear.

Honey moaned at his words and the hands mauling her tits. She wriggled her ass as she felt his bulge pressing into her. It had been an aggravatingly long time since she had gotten her fill of hard man-meat too.

A young girl like her, used to having any guy she wanted, didn’t handle not getting stuffed for an extended period of time. Her own libido was in overdrive as well, and his hands roaming all over her were not helping!

She was already somewhat attracted to him before she ever got out of the car, and flirting with him had only accentuated her attraction. Now, with his hands on her and the suggestion of carnal pleasures burning in her brain, her pussy was leaking like a broken faucet.

Hearing her moan told him what he needed to know. “You like what I’m doing don’t you, Honey. You like the feel of my hands on your tits and the feel of my cock against your ass.

“Just imagine how it will feel inside you ... deep in your hot wet pussy! Do you want that? You want me to fuck you till you can’t walk or even think straight, don’t you?”

“Yesss...” she moaned.

He reached up and grabbed a handful of her blonde hair hauling her head back and forcing her to stand upright. At the same time, he grabbed a wrist with his other hand bending her arm behind her back and holding it there.

“Yes, you do,” he agreed, “Young horny sluts like you are always looking for their next cock! Well, I’m going to give it to you, and afterward, you’ll have a hell of a time finding anything that compares.

“I’m going to ruin you for any of the boys you hang around with. I’m not one of those awkward, fumbling boys that you normally tease – I know my way around a pussy. When I’m done with you, you won’t want to go back to those young guys you used to date!”

His gruff, authoritative tone and dirty talk were just what Honey needed. Her mind was reeling and the fire in her pussy was raging now. It was all she could do to stand upright and she needed his firm grip to keep from crumbling into a panting heap on the ground.

“Pleeease... “ she whined.

He grabbed her upper arm and walked her over to his patrol car. “Get in,” he ordered. Honey got in wondering what he was doing. Was this all just a trap to get her into the car? Was he really serious about fucking her? She had no idea, but she wasn’t in a position to argue either way.

“We can’t do anything here, it’s too out in the open. Someone could come by and interrupt us. I’m going to take you someplace where we can have some privacy,” he said.

This didn’t make Honey feel any better. She was from Atlanta, a major city. She knew that there were people out there that would take advantage of a situation like this and could really do terrible things to her.

And just because this guy wore a uniform and a badge didn’t necessarily make him a good guy. She could only hope that his intentions were what he said they were – that he was just a horny guy looking to get a piece and would then honor his promise to let her go.

He watched her in the rearview mirror glancing up at her from time to time as he drove. He could tell she was uncomfortable with this new development and being in the back of a police car headed who knows where didn’t make her feel any better.

He could tell her that everything was all right ... that he was just looking to get a little and that he wasn’t going to hurt her. He could have eased her mind and made her more comfortable. But he wanted her to think about her situation and what she had done to get to this point.

This was more than just a horny cop and an available woman. This was going to teach her a lesson and maybe she would pay more attention to her driving if she thought something really bad might happen to her.

He drove in silence, letting her imagination work on her until he came to a dirt road off the highway. He took it and drove for another twenty minutes or so until he came to a small lake. He stopped along the lake and then turned in his seat to address the girl in the back seat.

“Here we are. We are far enough off the main road now that we shouldn’t be disturbed. This is an old gravel pit that has filled with water. So no one comes here much anymore. We won’t be disturbed,” he said.

He got out and walked around to her door and opened it. Honey scooted back against the far door. She was scared and having serious doubts about this whole deal!