"Ma'am, I'm going to have to ask you to step out of the car."
"What? Why?"
"It seems you're not taking me seriously as an officer of the law," he answered.
"No, I'm taking you seriously."
"Ma'am, step out please. I won't ask again," he continued.
Leah was surprised at the change in his demeanor. Her hand trembled as she opened the door. They were near an empty strip mall, where only one costume store remained open, the others long gone.
She stepped out and before she could utter a word, he grabbed her and spun her around to face the car. His hands tapped at her waist.
"I'm going to have to search you first," he informed.
"Now hold on, I didn't do anything to provoke you. I don't have any weapons or anything."
"Standard procedure ma'am. It's for the safety of me. I was actually just searching for any illegal substances but if you're mentioning weapons, I'll also have to check for those as well," he answered sternly.
His hands made their way up her torso. She felt something press against her ass as his hands reached her breasts. He patted them a couple times before heading under her armpits. Leah wanted to look back and see what was tapping her from behind. A part of her worried that it was his gun.
"Ma'am, you need to face the vehicle," he ordered.
Leah sighed and looked at her car. As his hands moved down, whatever was tapping her ass stopped. He crouched down as his hands roamed her legs. After tapping each of her legs, his hands converged on her crotch.
She gasped as one of his hands pushed up her skirt and between her legs. His hand slid back and forth rubbing against her crotch. Leah gripped onto the roof of her car as her body grew warm.
"Hey! Getting a little personal aren't you?" She questioned.
"Sorry ma'am, you have no idea what people hide between their legs," he answered as his hands made their way back down.
Leah felt something tap her ass again and she spun around instinctively this time. She swatted at it as she turned. The officer grimaced and stepped back as he placed his hands between his legs.
"Ow! Are you seriously assaulting an officer now?" He questioned.
"What? No, I thought that was your gun or taser or something. I was worried because something kept tapping my ass."
"Well, rest assured you weren't in any danger. You just smacked me where I don't like to be smacked," he replied as his hands moved away from his crotch.
Leah's eyes glanced down and she felt her legs go weak. There was a tent between his legs, something poking up beneath his tight slacks. Her eyes followed along to see something snake down his thigh. She had heard that some men pushed a sock in their pants to pad themselves and wondered if the officer was doing such a thing.
"What..." Leah whispered.
"I was going to just let you go but now... Assaulting an officer is a serious crime," he started.
"I didn't know. I wasn't intending on hitting your... your... wow..."
"You seem pretty impressed. How about we help each other out?"
"What?"
"Any assault charges go away if you massage the pain out," he answered with a wink.
"You... you want me to...?"
"I bet it can do a better job than that," he said, nodding at the dildo lying in the passenger side seat.
"I... I can't..."
"Your husband isn't giving you the pleasure you want right? Why don't you let this officer of the law help a citizen?"
"I..."
Her eyes were glued to the tent between his legs. Her body yearned to see it, touch it, feel it alongside her skin. She could feel her crotch grow warm and wet at the thought.
"I can always go ahead and just charge you for assaulting an officer," he said.
"Wait, no, now hold on."
"I can guarantee this'll not only be better but bigger than that," he continued as he nodded at her sex toy.
"No way you can be bigger," Leah replied.
"Only one way to find out," he replied as he stepped closer.
"But... mister officer, isn't there a camera on your car?"
"It's off."
Leah took a deep breath, glanced up at him and then back at the bulge between his legs. Her hands slowly made their way towards his belt on their own accord. She skipped the buckle and made her way to his zipper.
Her heart raced as she grabbed the cold metal. She carefully pulled down his zipper. Each tick as it lowered made her grow hotter. Leah had to be mindful of the large bulge as she pulled the zipper lower and lower.
Once she reached the bottom, she gulped and slid her hand into the opening. She dug through the opening in his boxers and gasped as she grazed his member. Her fingers jumped back and she looked up at him.
"Go on, pull my beast out," he ordered.
Leah gradually wrapped her fingers around his shaft and pulled. Her eyes were glued to the opening in his pants as she pulled out the base of his manhood. It was thick and was bent as she began pulling on the remaining length of his shaft.
"Oh my..." Leah whispered.