This morning, I was going for brunch with Martine. (Y'all know what brunch means, right?) Since the weather was nice, Martine and I decided to bike our way downtown. On the way there, at a major intersection, all four lights are down and there's a cop in the middle, waving at cars and managing traffic. I'm not sure what her deal was, but she was in a seemingly very cranky mood and yelled at Martine for stopping a little bit past the line on the ground. I tried to protest, but she immediately pulled out a small can of what I think was pepper spray, waving it in front of my eyes. "BACK OFF, ASSHOLE!" she shouted. So back off I did.
I'll be honest, I generally like cops and appreciate the hard work they do for us. But this woman wasn't that kind of cop. She was aggressive and on some kind of ego trip.
So I checked her out and saw that--imagine that!--she was getting off on using her authority. Not talking major arousal, here, just... a small tingle. But a tingle is all I needed. I gave her a nudge and imagined the thrill that coursed down her spine and settled between her legs. She squirmed a little. I gently elbowed Martin, mouthing "check this out" silently at her, my eyes darting between her and the angry female cop. I could see the officer was trying to shift her weight around, perhaps because the seam of her pants was giving her thrills (what do I know, I'm not a mind reader!). Then I focused on her panties and tried to shape them into a thick cylinder that would push gently in and out of her sex.
It didn't take long for the sexual teasing to affect her. Her hips swayed and occasionally jerked forward, as if pushing back against some invisible lover. She obviously struggled to keep her composure, continuing to motion for cars to move and others to stop.
And then it was our time to cross, so we did just that. Unfortunately, driving a bicycle and controlling a sexy cop's underwear are mutually exclusive activities, so I couldn't keep it up. But maybe I'll go back there later and see if I can torture her some more.
"I'm doing it."