Lena could not get the beautiful blonde cop out of her mind. All she thought about was Stef and just how unbelievably captivating she was. She knew the precinct she worked in, and she knew she worked near Gossip Girl, so one night, she figured she'd try her luck. She circled around maybe a ten block radius of Gossip girl until she saw a cop car. Once she did, she just ploughed her foot onto the gas and floored it, speeding somewhat recklessly on the city streets. She looked in her rear view mirror and saw that a cop car had pulled behind her.
"Yes!" She thought. "now, if it's my mystery, beautiful Officer Foster, I'm in business."
The squad car put it's lights on behind Lena, and she pulled over. She was bracing herself for slight disappointment as honestly, there was a very good chance that it wasn't officer Foster, but still, she checked herself out in the mirror, tossed her hair, just to be safe. She then looked behind her, and she was in luck, it was the beautiful, blonde cop from a couple of nights before.
Stef had her own issues to work through. She had been separated from Mike for four months now, and had moved out of the house they shared, and was now living in a tiny one bedroom apartment with basically no furniture. She barely had enough room for B when he stayed over. Now, with no husband or son most of the time, she just threw herself into work. She normally worked days, but she took on at least four night shifts a week in addition. She also worked on weekends. The overtime was nice, but she really had no idea what else to do with all of this free time. As she parked her car, she exhaled, opened the door and approached Lena's vehicle. She always got a little nervous when she was on patrol, as she never knew what drivers she pulled over were capable of.
Stef didn't even look up as she approached Lena. She was almost like a robot, as she had done this drill hundreds of times before.
"I clocked you at 58 MPH….and the posted speed limit here is 35. Now, can I have your license and registration, please?"
Lena looked at Stef and it was almost as if she had become even more sexy from the first time she saw her. She loved how that uniform fit her body perfectly. Lena really hadn't given cops a second thought until she met Stef. She looked absolutely amazing in that uniform, and she could think about was tearing it off of her. She seemed like she was in excellent shape, and her face was just beyond perfect. Her blonde locks were pulled back, as Lena guessed they had to be when she was on patrol. Lena realized that Stef didn't see her, so she turned on the charm, big time.
"Now is that any way to talk to someone who you've met before…?" Lena said. "I figured you'd say something nicer to me before you threw in that boring, stereotypical cop speak…."
Stef then glanced in the window and noticed it was Lena. She too was absolutely stunning.
"Oh my goodness, Adams? Is that you? Gosh, you've gotta make it a habit to not get stopped by the police!"
"Well, I was hoping to see you, beautiful," Lena said. "You wouldn't give me your first name, so I just had to try and find you somehow…." Lena said as she handed Stef her license and registration.
"You found me," Stef said. "How did you know I worked this beat?"
"I didn't," Lena said. "But I figured you probably worked near Gossip Girl, so I took a shot and circled around until I saw a cop car…and you know the rest…"
"You sure are brazen and bold," Stef said.
"Only with insanely hot, blonde female police officers," Lena answered.
Stef blushed, and smiled. She had let her guard down, which she didn't want to do, but she honestly loved how Lena was flirting with her. She hadn't had this kind of attention from anyone in a long time, so all of this was certainly nice to hear.
"Oh, did I catch a smile, officer Foster? Did I….? Have I started to finally get you to loosen up?"
"I have to run your paper work…" Stef said. "Don't you go anywhere…."
"Another nice save," Lena replied. "But you can't run away from me forever….."
Stef walked back to her car and Lena peered out her window and saw Stef's beautiful, round, shapely ass swing from side to side in her somewhat tight police pants. Lena was totally smitten and couldn't believe how hot she was. She then thought to herself, "I wonder what she wears under those pants? A thong? Maybe bike shorts? Just regular panties…?" As soon as she thought about all of this, Stef returned.
"Your driving record is pretty clean," Stef said. "But I still have to give you a ticket. The law is the law."
"Are you sure you don't have to arrest me again?" Lena said flirtaciously…"Because I'd love for you to cuff me once more…" Lena held out her wrists, and put on a pouty face, hoping to be cuffed.
"No, no cuffs this time, Adams," Stef said. "But you do have to pay that ticket. Now please, try and stay out of trouble….please"
"I only want trouble if it has to do with you, officer Foster" Lena said. "But otherwise, I'll be good."
Stef made her way back to her car and her heart was racing. She couldn't believe all this. Man, Lena adams…what a beautiful woman!
