Little Thrill Seeker - Part One

It wasn’t so much the way he looked as the way he looked at her. It was the intensity of his gaze - the hunger that she could read behind his eyes.  Little Thrill Seeker - she couldn’t help but notice such a look - the way his eyes traveled up and down the slender curves of her body, the way she knew he undressed her in his mind. She brushed her blonde hair aside absently as she finished fueling the canary yellow Speedster, pretending not to be aware of his scrutiny, going about her business as if she was oblivious to the image she conveyed. A couple of truckers made rude comments as they passed her by on their way into the convenience store - LTS just ignored them and looked away. She walked to the driver’s side of her car - leaned in through the window and rummaged for her purse. She could feel his eyes sweeping over the curves of her ass - over the clingy short silk skirt, her long lean legs and all the way down to the high heels on her feet. She took a few extra moments finding her purse just to give him more time - to plant the image of herself bent over in front of him firmly in his mind. LTS finally stood and smoothed her skirt - perhaps letting her hands linger just a little too long on her ass. She turned and cast a quick glance at the patrol car, making sure the cop was still looking her way, then began to walk unhurriedly toward the convenience store.

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Little Thrill Seeker - Part Two

As LTS walked directly in front of the patrol car on her way to the convenience store, she paused - feigning some discomfort with her shoe. She stopped, shifted all her weight to her right foot and wriggled her toes out of the shoe on her left foot. LTS bent over at the waist - she didn’t squat down, rather she folded her body in half - letting the silk skirt ride up her hips, revealing the lace tops of her thigh-high stockings and the slightest glance of the bottom-most curves of her ass. As she slid her toes back into her shoe she turned her head to the side and shot a bold glance directly at the police officer - noting with satisfaction he was taking in every detail of her little performance. LTS smiled, let her mouth open slightly and ran her pink tongue slowly out and over her top lip. She paused just a moment and then straightened her body, tossing her blonde mane back over her shoulders. She ignored the heightened hem of her skirt and continued her languid stroll toward the convenience store. The sway of her hips soon coaxed the silk material back to a more discreet position. She could feel the policeman’s eyes roaming over the curves of her backside and searing down the black seams that ran down the length of her stockings. LTS laughed, the danger of her game amusing even herself. She pulled open the door of the convenience store, knowing full well what part of the game she would next put into play.

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Little Thrill Seeker - Part Three

LTS roamed up and down the narrow aisles of the convenience store. She could feel eyes upon her, the male customers in the store looking her over - the long legs, high heels, short blue silk skirt, and tight cream colored blouse. LTS ignored them. Glancing up at the wide-angle mirror in the corner, LTS smiled when she saw the police officer enter the store. LTS strolled up to the counter to pay for her gasoline. The cop leaned up against the opposite end of the counter and engaged one of the clerks in casual conversation. LTS had noticed the cop’s good looks when he was sitting in his vehicle, now she stole a glance at the rest of his body. He was well built, muscular, lean and hard, and then there was all that "equipment" belted securely around his waist, his cuffs, his asp, his gun, his.... A wave of heat washed through LTS’s body and she tipped her head back and then rolled it slowly around in a circle as if trying to absorb every tremor that she felt. She knew he was watching her; she knew he was watching her and she liked the way that made her feel.

"That’ll be $10 dollars miss," the young clerk behind the counter said.

"Here ya go hon," LTS replied smiling and handing the clerk a $10 bill. The clerk blushed and busied himself with the transaction. LTS turned and faced the police officer. He was looking directly at her. LTS picked up a pack of gum from a display on top of the counter; she picked it up and slipped it slowly down between her cleavage. Then without missing a beat, LTS walked boldly past the police officer and out of the store.

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Little Thrill Seeker - Part Four

LTS didn’t hurry. She strolled casually toward her canary yellow Speedster still parked at the gasoline pumps. She knew her prey would soon emerge from the store behind her, and with any luck he’d make this little game just as interesting as she hoped it might be. LTS opened the door of the car and slid inside. She flipped down the visor and adjusted her lipstick, keeping one eye on the convenience store door. Aha, there he is now, she thought as the officer stepped outside, glanced in her direction and then walked to his patrol car.

"Good boy," LTS mused out loud as she retrieved the gum from her cleavage. She popped a piece into her mouth, noting with pleasure how warm the sweet chewy substance felt upon her tongue. LTS started the Speedster and pulled away from the pumps. She drove leisurely in front of the patrol car, stopped for a moment, and blew a big pink bubble from between her pouty red lips, then gunned the engine and screamed out of the parking lot. LTS pulled onto the highway and checked her rearview mirror. A moment later she noted the patrol car swing into view on the road behind her.

"Tsk, tsk, we’re not wasting any time are we?" A ripple of adrenaline rushed through her, causing her nipples to harden - a second glance in the rearview mirror revealed flashing blue lights. LTS squirmed with glee in her seat. Ah yes, the chase had begun, too bad the hunter hadn’t a clue he was in fact the hunted.

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Little Thrill Seeker - Part Five

LTS stepped on the accelerator pushing her flashy yellow car’s speedometer well into the 80s. It wouldn’t be sporting to give in to the chase too quickly she mused. The patrol car kept pace behind her. After 4 or 5 miles LTS spied an exit ramp, she gunned the Speedster off the highway and onto a two lane State road. A quarter mile down the black top and she veered abruptly onto a dirt road, a cloud of dust billowing behind her.   Another hundred yards should be perfect LTS thought, and promptly pulled the Speedster to the side of the road. The police car settled in neatly behind her. In her rearview mirror LTS watched the officer step out of his vehicle - the settling dust partially obscuring her view. He walked casually to driver’s side of her car.

"Driver’s license and registration Miss."

"Why officer, what on earth are you arresting me for?" LTS worked her southern drawl with obvious expertise.

"You’re not under arrest Miss. But I have stopped your for speeding, along with probable cause for some other...," the officer hesitated and a slow smile curved his lips, "some other moving violations."

"Well I never heard of such a thing," huffed LTS pouting as she began to rummage through her glove compartment for the necessary papers. Finding the registration LTS turned back to the cop. A wicked smile stole across her mouth. The sporty little Speedster sat low to the ground, putting LTS at eye level with the police officer’s crotch. There just within reach was all that delectable "equipment" again!

"Here you are Officer...," LTS hesitated and looked up inquiringly,

"Officer...?"

"Dean."

"Well, Officer Dean, I don’t mean to be any trouble, I just well - I am feeling a little light headed - must have been that mint julep I had at Me-Ma’s house... I should know better than to drink in the heat of the day.  My goodness it’s hot - is this going to take long." LTS batted her long lashes up at Officer Dean.

"Mint julep?" Officer Dean frowned down at her. "Are you telling me you’ve been drinking and driving Miss?"

"Well - It was just a little drink. Surely that won’t be a problem."

Officer Dean furrowed his brow and stepped back slightly from the side of the car. "Well I don’t know Miss - I think the only option I have here is to give you a sobriety check."

"Why that’s ridiculous," LTS replied, tossing her blonde locks. "I absolutely have no intention of stepping out of this car and walking some imaginary straight line in the middle of the road. You’ll just have to think of something else." Quite pleased with herself, LTS smiled up at the cop even as she languidly ran a delicate hand across her brow, then absently let her fingers wander down the front of her chest.

The police officer smiled. "Well, there is something other than the ‘standard’ sobriety test. Perhaps it might be appropriate under these circumstances." Officer Dean took a step back toward the car, once more bringing his equipment into view. "I could just have you blow into the breathalyzer."

"Oh," blinked LTS, "the breathalyzer... Well my, my, now that does sound intriguing..."

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Little Thrill Seeker - Part Six

LTS eyed Officer Dean's duty belt - so splendidly displayed before her and noted with satisfaction the large bulge rapidly presenting itself.

"Why Officer Dean," she drawled, "I do believe you have some ‘equipment’ out of place. Why not let me assist you with that."

Without waiting for the cop to respond, LTS promptly shifted onto her knees on the driver's seat and reached for the zipper of Officer Dean's trousers.

The cop took a half step back.

LTS chuckled and turned her pert face upward. "Now sweetie," she purred, "what's the matter? I promise this won't hurt a bit."

Officer Dean smirked and stepped back toward her. In a flash LTS yanked down Dean's zipper, slipped a delicate hand within and gleefully pulled his very stiff cock out into the open.

"Oh my," said LTS, "so THIS is the breathalyzer. Well I never. If I'd known that I'd have intoxicated myself much sooner!" With that she parted her pouty red lips and slid them over his waiting staff.

Officer Dean groaned. LTS purred and pumped her hand up and down the police officer's cock in unison with the workings of her mouth. Soon, she felt the young cop's balls tighten. LTS slid her mouth away and gazed up and the now panting officer.

"Am I taking the test correctly officer?" she asked batting her long lashes over her green eyes.

Officer Dean placed his hands on the top of the Speedster and looked down at the tempestuous blonde.

"Perfect,” he croaked, then added, "I think another moment or two will conclude the analysis."

Without hesitation LTS devoured Officer Dean's cock once more and began sucking and pumping away with an enthusiasm usually reserved for small children opening gifts on Christmas morning. Within moments the test was concluded as the young policeman groaned and lost his evidence into the petulant blonde's mouth.

"Now Officer Dean," said LTS, adjusting her lipstick in the speedster's rearview mirror. "I trust the 'breathalyzer' has vindicated me of those obsequious charges you initially pulled me over for...?"

The young officer, recovering quickly, smiled and reached into his back pocket for his ticket book.

"Well, Miss," he said. "I believe my initial observations relative to possible intoxication may have been misplaced. There is, however, still the matter of those 'moving violations'..." LTS watched with anticipation as the young cop's eyes roamed over her bare thighs.

"Your skirt," he continued, "is incredibly short - bordering on illegal. Which leads me to conclude I'll have to take some necessary measurements, just to be sure we're not - I mean, you're not breaking any additional laws..."

"Oh my," said LTS shifting in her seat, "oh, my..."

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Little Thrill Seeker - Part Seven

"If you would just step out of the car Miss," said Officer Dean as he stepped back and opened the door of the bright yellow Speedster. "I promise - this won’t hurt a bit," he added with a grin.

LTS swung her long silky legs out of the car, her short skirt shimmying up her thighs.

"Just stand here next to the vehicle," said the young officer. "I just need to check the length of your skirt, you realize that we do have certain laws in this county, perhaps a little outdated, but laws all the same and I wouldn't be doing my civic duty if I allowed you to unknowingly be in violation of any local ordinances..." Officer Dean knelt down in front of LTS. He pulled his asp from his duty belt and made a half hearted attempt to compare her skirt length to the asp’s extended length.

"Am I breaking the law Officer?" LTS inquired shifting forward ever so slightly, placing the young policeman’s face in direct line with her hips.

Officer Dean placed one warm hand on the inside of her thigh and with the other nonchalantly began to run the asp up and down the outside of LTS’s leg.

"You don’t have any concealed weapons that I should know about do you?" He asked looking up at her.

"That depends on what you consider to be a weapon..." LTS replied with a smile as she placed one hand on the cop’s head and ran her fingers through his sandy-blonde hair. "What I’ve got won’t hurt you, but you just might lose yourself if you’re not careful..." LTS swept young officer Dean with her sultry gaze.

"I think I can find my way," he replied and pushed her skirt up over the tops of her thigh high stockings to reveal her neatly trimmed and very naked pussy. LTS heard Officer Dean catch his breath.

"Anything this beautiful has got to be illegal," said the cop looking up at her again.

"Then issue me a citation baby," replied LTS even as she pulled his head toward her.

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"Little Thrill Seeker" series by Gin Smith, © 1999 R. M. Schmitt.
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