Officer Tom
“Come on, George. You’ve got to slow down.”
I shook my head. “I’ve told you, Sweety. If we don’t hurry, we’re not going to make it.”
I could see my cute, little wife gritting her teeth. I knew Veronika hated it when I called her Sweety. “We’re not going to make it to the airport on time if we get into an accident,” she reminded me.
“We’re not going to get into an accident,” I told her. “I know how to drive.”
I was living life on the edge. I knew that. She had to be wondering if that a dig at her or was that a dig at the other drivers, but really, I just wanted to get to the airport.
“Honey, slow down.”
“I told you. We’re going to miss our plane.”
I know my wife. She has these ... powers. Don’t ask me what they are. Don’t ask me how they work. I just know she has them and I know she can use them to make men do things. I know for a fact she’s used them on me and to tell the truth, I couldn’t help wondering if maybe she was about to use them on me.
“We’re almost there. Oh shit.”
“What now?”
“Motorcycle cop.”
“He’s pulling us over?”
“Looks like it.”
“Then I guess that means we’re not going to make it to our plane on time, does it?”
I couldn’t help but glare at Veronika. The last thing I needed was for her to start ragging in on me. “Now, Sweety, that’s no way to talk. You just let me handle this, okay?”
I knew she was pissed but I knew that look. It was like if I wanted to handle it, then fine, she was going to let me handle it, but if I fucked it up, there was going to be hell to pay for it. Hell, maybe even if I didn’t fuck it up, there was going to be hell to pay but all I knew was I wanted to make that flight.
The motorcycle officer appeared at my window and he flipped his sunglasses up and he peered into the car. “Can I see your license and registration, please?”
“What seems to be the problem, officer,” I asked even as he handed over the required documents.
“Do you know how fast you were going?” the officer asked.
“I think I was going the speed limit,” I told him.
“Really? And just what is the speed limit on this stretch of road?”
Now that was a good question. I thought I knew but the truth was I wasn’t sure. “I think it’s fifty-five,” I said.
“That’s right, and do you know how fast you were going?”
Yeah, I knew, but I wasn’t going to admit that. “I think I was going fifty-five,” I offered.
“You were not going fifty-five.”
“Really?”
“I clocked you at sixty-eight.”
Okay, that was faster than even I thought I was going, but then I wasn’t going to admit that.
“Does there seem to be a problem, officer?”
The cop looked into the car and it was almost like he was seeing Veronika for the first time. “Is this your daughter?” he asked.
Veronika giggled at that. “I’m not his daughter. I’m his wife.”
The cop looked back at me and it was a look I’d seen before and like the times I’d seen it before, I wasn’t sure just what that look was. Was he impressed with me or was he disgusted? I just couldn’t tell.
“Is there a problem?” Veronika asked again.
“Just a little matter of a ticket,” the man said.
“We’ve got a flight to catch,” my wife said.
I couldn’t help but groan to myself. I knew what that meant. It meant Veronika thought I couldn’t handle it on my own. Yep. There was definitely going to be hell to pay for this.
“It won’t take that long,” the man said.
“Officer?”
“Yes, ma’am.”
“I was wondering if you could do a favor for me.”
I’d never seen Veronika do something like this. She must have been more pissed off than I’d thought she was.
“A favor?” the man asked.
“Could you come around to the other side of the car?”
“Of course,” and the man did exactly that.
“Could you open my door?”
Again, the officer did just what he’d been told to do.
“What do you think of my husband, officer?”
“What do you mean?”
“You know he was speeding, don’t you?”
“Of course.”
“And he was driving recklessly, too. You should charge him with that, too.”
What the hell was she doing?
“I’ll do that,” the officer said.
“What’s your name?” Veronika asked.
“Tom.”
“Well, Tom. What do you think of my husband?”
“I’m not sure I understand the question.”
“It’s not that hard to understand,” Veronika said. “He was speeding and he’s reckless and so far he hasn’t admitted a thing. That must make him a bit of a wimp, don’t you think?”
“He is a bit of a wimp,” Officer Tom agreed.
“Probably overcompensating for a lack of a big dick, don’t you think?”
“Probably.”
“Would you like to see it?”
“Would I like to see what?”
“Would you like to see how much of a wimp he is?”
“All right.”
What the hell was Veronika doing and yet even as I thought it, I knew I was opening my pants and then I was lifting my butt up so I could push my jeans and my underwear down.
“You see what I have to deal with?” Veronika asked.
“It’s not very impressive,” the cop agreed.
“Look at it. It’s so weak and so limp.”
“I can see where that would be rather unsatisfying,” the officer agreed.
“So you can see why I might want you to go easy on him, you know, because he’s suffered enough already.”
“Yes, I can see that.”
“But I’m not going to do that, and do you know why, Tom?”
Tom shook his head.
“It’s because George needs to learn a lesson and I think you’re just the one to help me teach it to him.”
“Me?”
“Can I see your cock, Tom?”
With anyone else, of course, I know what the answer would have been, but like I said before, Veronika’s got this way of making guys do what she wants them to do so it wasn’t any real surprise when the police officer unstrapped his gun belt and then lowered the pants of his uniform and then moments later, he was taking his underwear down, too.
“Oh my God, Officer Tom,” Veronika gasped. “You’re huge. Do you have a wife?”
“Yes.”
“I’ll bet she likes that cock, doesn’t she?”
“I haven’t had any complaints.”
“No. I don’t suppose you would, but tell me, Tom. Does she like to suck your cock,” and then my wife rephrased the question. “Does she like to suck your cock like this?”
I was sure Veronika already knew the answer to that even before she slipped her mouth down around Officer Tom’s cock but even if she didn’t, Officer Tom’s moans certainly indicated one thing. He definitely liked what my wife was doing to his cock.
But more than that, it was clear that my Veronika, the one who always seemed in control of everything, it seemed like this time around, even she was losing herself to what she was doing with Officer Tom’s cock.
She pulled back but I had no doubt that she wasn’t doing that because she wanted to stop. I knew she wanted to go.
“Oh my God,” she gushed. “Oh my God. You have the best cock ever.”
“Take your clothes off,” the man ordered.
For a moment, it almost looked as if Veronika might actually waver but that was only for a moment and then she was pulling her shirt up and she was taking off her bra.
Officer Tom was stroking his cock as he looked at my wife’s breasts. “Look at those pretty titties,” he said.
“You like these,” Veronika gushed and I had little doubt that even if he hadn’t thought they were the best tits he’d ever seen before, I was sure that after that, he knew my wife’s titties were the best ones he’d ever seen or ever would see.
But of course, she wasn’t going to stop there.
“Would you like me to suck your cock?” she gushed.
“Do you think you want to?”
“Oh yeah,” she gushed. “I definitely want to.”
“What about your husband?”
She looked back at me and then down at my cock. “I think he has something of his own to play with, and besides, I only married him for his money. His cock never did satisfy me.”
She was right, of course. As soon as she’d said it, I knew my cock would never be as good as Officer Tom’s.
“So what about it? You want me to suck your cock?”
I knew I’d never pass up an offer like that, and apparently, Officer Tom wasn’t going to pass it up either because in no time at all, my wife was sliding out of the car and then she was kneeling right there at the side of the road and she was taking Officer Tom’s cock into her mouth.
I’m not sure why I even did it. I mean there I was, I was still belted into the driver’s seat and without even thinking about what I was doing, my hand went to my cock. I had to admit my wife looked so hot there sucking on Officer Tom’s cock.
I couldn’t help it. It just felt so good to watch as my wife sucked on that dick.
But finally, my wife was pulling her mouth free from Officer Tom’s dick and she looked up at the man. “Is my husband watching?” I heard her ask.
I saw Officer Tom look over at me and then he looked down at my wife. “He is,” he said.
“Good, ‘cause that’s all he deserves to get from now on.”
As soon as she said it, I knew my wife was right and I knew something more. I knew I wanted to see Officer Tom cum.
And if the way Officer Tom was moaning was any indication, I knew I was going to get to see what I wanted real quickly now.
Once more, my wife pulled back from Officer Tom’s cock. “I want you to cum on my tits,” she gushed.
“You want that, huh?”
“Oh yeah,” my wife said as she pushed her tits together. “I want that. It’s what I really want.”
“Well, I suppose we’re going to have to give it to you then.”
My wife gushed with an almost girlishly in a way that reminded me just how much younger she was than me and then she squealed as Officer Tom doused her tits with the first burst from his cock.
The officer grinned as he strangled the last drop of cum from his cock. “I hope you liked that.”
“Wait!”
“What?”
“Where are you going?”
“I thought we were done. I was going to let your husband off with a warning.”
I was shocked at my wife’s next words. “Why would you do that?” she asked. “He hasn’t done a thing.”
“You think I should still give him a ticket?”
“I didn’t say that. I just said he hasn’t done a thing.”
“Then what do you want?”
“Isn’t it obvious what I want?”
I think Officer Tom and me were both shaking our heads at that one.
“I want you to have what you want. I want you to show him how a real man is supposed to treat a lady.”
I had no idea what she was talking about but I guess Officer Tom did. “You want that, huh?” he said with a grin.
“Absolutely.”
“All right then. Stand up.”
My wife stood.
“Nice jeans,” the man said.
“You like them?”
“What I’d really like is for you to take them off.”
“Why, of course, Officer. Anything you say,” and with that, Veronika lowered her jeans.
“And your panties.”
“What?” she asked in mock surprise. “You want me to take these off, too?”
“If you please.”
“Why of course, officer. Whatever you want,” and moments later, my wife was standing there completely naked by the side of the road.
With the car between me and the rest of the drivers, I’m not sure if anyone else could see her but I sure could.
Officer Tom looked into the car. “You okay in there, buddy?”
I nodded. I couldn’t help myself. I was still pulling on my cock.
“You don’t mind if I fuck your wife, do you?”
I shook my head. “I’m such a wimp,” I told the man. “I’ve never really satisfied her. I think she needs a real man.”
“Okay, bud. You just hang loose in there, and I’ll see what I can do with her, okay?”
Yeah right. Like I was going to tell him no. I mean, it was just so hot watching my wife get fucked.
“Now let’s just see if I can’t find the best place for me to put this,” the officer said.
I heard my wife grunt as the man shoved his cock inside her and then I heard her grunt as he did it again. I’d always thought that she was in control but I think somewhere along the way, she just kind of lost it and now as she stood there with her back to the officer and with his hands on her hips even as he drove his cock deeper and deeper between her legs, I kind of got the feeling that she’d lost her focus, that she was just kind of radiating her pleasure.
I knew I was feeling it. I mean, I knew just how hot it was to watch my wife get fucked.
“I’m going to cum,” the man groaned.
“Oh fuck. I want you to,” my wife moaned.
“You want my cum in your pussy?”
“I want you to,” my wife moaned. “I want you to cum in my pussy.”
I knew what he was asking and I was sure my wife did, too. “I want you to do it,” she said. “I want you to cum in my pussy.”
“You’re sure it’s okay?” the man asked yet again.
“I want you to,” my wife said again. “I want you to. I want you to cum in my pussy.”
Like I said, as hot as my wife was, I think she was just radiating her thoughts because I got the distinct impression that my wife was thinking this cock might just make her pregnant and I got the distinct impression that she didn’t much care if it did.
“Yeah,” the man groaned. “You want it, don’t you? You want this cock to make you pregnant.”
Like I said, radiating. My wife hadn’t said anything about her wanting him to make her pregnant, but as soon as he did, it was like it made her even hotter, and when it made her even hotter, it made me even hotter. I pulled on my cock. I pulled it harder and faster. God yes. That was what I wanted. I wanted to see him make her pregnant.
I think he knew it, too. Not about me, of course. Why should he care about a wimp like me, but I think he knew what my wife was feeling and that just made him fuck her harder. “You want this, baby,” he growled. “Then fine. You want it, here it cums.”
He was cumming inside her and even as he did, she started to cum and I just couldn’t help myself. Feeling my wife’s feelings as that cock made her cum was all it took for me, too, because in that very same moment, I was cumming, too and in that instant, I knew he’d done it. I knew he’d made her cum.
My life changed that day. I can’t drive my wife anywhere without getting stopped and it doesn’t matter how closely I follow the rules. The cops just know or maybe it’s just my wife calling out to them. They know she’s there. They stop our car and in no time at all, they’re fucking her all over again and it doesn’t matter that she’s clearly pregnant. If anything, that just makes her fuck them harder and each and every time, I can’t help myself. Each and every time, I’m pulling on my cock just like it was the first time.