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After adjusting her blouse so more than a hint of cleavage showed, Melanie stretched her mini skirt toward her knees, smoothing out the material. She then thought better of it and hiked the skirt up, hoping it offered a little peek at her Brazilian wax job. Satisfied with the results, she rolled down her window.
Moments later, Officer Johnson arrived at her door.
He shook his head and gave a disappointed sigh. "What do you think you're doing, Miss Darling?"
She smiled, even though her stomach clenched in nervous excitement. "I'm- was on my way home from work. How are you tonight?"
He didn't answer. He was too busy staring at her naked thighs.
"Officer Johnson?"
He looked up. "Miss Darling-"
"Please, call me Melanie."
"Miss Melanie," he hesitated. His eyes darted down for a brief second, then back to her face. "I warned you last night about speeding, but you didn't listen. I wasn't kidding when I said I'd ticket you."
"I understand," she replied softly.
He turned his head and swore under his breath. "Give me your license, registration and insurance card," he grumbled.
As she went to hand him her papers, she 'absently' let her license fall from her fingers. It slipped down in-between her slightly parted thighs.
Melanie gazed at him expectantly.
Wide eyed, he took the registration and insurance card and stared at her lap. He licked his lips. "I will need your license, too."
"What?" She glanced down and feigned surprise. "Oh!"
She opened her legs a little more, just enough to allow her hand access to the card, which coincidently, also allowed Officer Michael Johnson a glimpse of her...
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