I sat back in my seat as the clock turned to six. My eyes were staring down the front door as I saw his shadow walking around inside the house. My mind swirled, and my tongue wet my lips as best they could. I was really nervous, and found my knees bouncing up and down. I was terrified. What had I got myself in to? I did know for sure though, that I was never going to drink and get in a car with a drunk driver again. “Here goes nothing,” I breathed, my eyes turning towards the car door, opening it, pulling my jacket closer, and shutting the door once more. With a finger to the button, I heard the car doors lock and heard my heels click on the ground eryaman escort as I walked up the front walk, and to the porch. I lifted a hand and carefully knocked on the door. When he opened it, he was still wearing his uniform, though the hat had been hung up on the rack next to the door. A small smile formed on his lips as he looked over my outfit, and placed his gun down on the table next to the door. “Come in,” he muttered, smiling to himself. I didn’t see anything too slutty with my outfit. A pair of jeans and a tube top? Not too bad. Maybe he saw something off about the heels. sincan escort And when it made sense to me to step in the front door, I did so. “Thanks,” I mused and gave him a small smile, sliding off my jacket and hanging it up as well. I watched him as he watched me moving away from the door. He smiled at me and slowly took my hand, and I followed him casually to the couch. I was about to sit down when he pulled me onto his lap, so I straddled him, facing his smirking face. It was just then that he pulled me in and kissed my lips. That smirk was still on his face and I kissed him back with etlik escort one hand sliding into his hair. He bit my lower lip and I moaned into his mouth as my fingers slid down his chest just slightly. But when I pulled back my eyes met him for a moment or so. “What are we doing today officer?” I whispered softly, sitting back enough to reach behind myself and toss off my shoes. “You’re going to finish thanking me for not giving you a ticket,” he muttered as he kissed down my neck. He gripped the edge of my shirt just slightly, pushing it up enough to feel the soft skin of my stomach as he watched my fingers start to unbutton his top. When it was opened the whole way I lowered myself down to quietly kiss his chest, even nibbled a bit as I did, hearing him moan a smirk formed on my lips. “What is going to thank you?” I questioned, looking up at him with eyes wide. “First, you’re going to suck me,” he muttered with a smirk on his lips. “Then you’re going to fuck me.