Dream of an Officer

My dream started off with you pulling over a car for suspicion of drunken driving and the typical cop duties of checking the plates and what have you. Once that was done you climbed out and started walking to the car you had stopped. Your officers uniform shimmered in the moonlight as this was not a normal uniform for a police officer. Since this was my dream and knowing you love purple your uniform had to be purple to make you the sexy officer you are. The uniform was tight fitting to show off your curves and felt silky against your soft skin. The uniform caressed your body when you walked and the coolness of the night had given your nipples reason to start poking through. The rest of the uniform was a black skirt of the same silky material that went down to just your thighs and underneath the uniform was a matching purple bra and thong with black lace garter holding the black stockings you were wearing to cover those sexy smooth legs. The shoes were high heels to amplify the swaying of the most beautiful butt cheeks in the world. With flashlight in hand and night stick in the other you went to the driver side window to ask for the usual license and registration and to ask the driver the usual do you know why I pulled you over. Until this point you hadn't realized the person driving was a woman. A strikingly beautiful woman at that. Shining your flashlight inside the car as the female driver was digging for her insurance card you checked out this woman from head to toe noticing her attire. Business woman attire. Black skirt with white pinstripes hugging her thighs, purple silk blouse with the top couple of buttons undone and the blouse tucked in to the skirt. Black tie loosely hanging down from around her neck and a black business woman's coat with white pinstripes to match the skirt. Black stockings or pantyhose covering smooth legs and black heels. Handing over her license and registration and insurance info to you, you walked back to your car to check her info on the on-board computer in your squad car. When she checked out, you returned to the driver side of the car and returned her info to her and asked her to step out of the car. You opened the door for her and out she stepped asking what this was about. You told the woman you'd been following her for several blocks and saw her swerving and pulled her over for suspicion of drunken driving. She got angry at hearing this spouting out things like she's the CEO of a major Internet corporation and this can't be happening to her and threatening lawsuits and the like. Before she can fight with you, you grabbed one of her raised arms and slapped a pair of cuffs on her with her struggling to get away. Unbeknownst to you the struggling was arousing your business woman captive. Now with the cuffs on your captive telling her they were only for your protection at the moment and whether they came off was up to her. Telling her to spread her legs as best she could, you started frisking her, which again unbeknownst to you arouses her even more. Your skilled hands feel around all over her body looking for weapons, drugs, and/or alcohol. Feeling her chest from behind you feel bumps through her shirt and realize it's her nipples poking through but thought it's only from the cool night like what had gotten yours erect. That wasn't all you were able to feel as you felt she was missing a bra and that in feeling her chest her breasts felt full and heavy. Resuming your frisking and going lower on her body, patting down over her hips checking for pockets and then down one leg noticing its smoothness and then back up the other and then under the skirt and your hand grazed her silky panties and the woman started at the contact but quickly relaxed back down. Finding nothing on her and saying how cooperative she had been you free her from the cuffs warning her if she acted up again they go back on. For the moment she heeded your warning. Using the painted line on the road, you had her walk the line between the two cars heel to toe as a sobriety test. Shining the flashlight down on the road to light the way for the woman, you ordered her to start walking. Although your eyes are supposed to be watching her steadiness, for some reason, your focus gets drawn to the way her butt moved. You can't explain it, but for some reason you enjoyed watching the sway of her butt.

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