He was a younger officer in his very early 20s. Kammie noticed he was thin and not very tall. His toned arms made her think he was probably athletic even if he was skinny. He had a smooth baby face and blonde hair. Kammie held her arms across her chest concealing it, as she looked up at him with doe eyes and a pouty face.
“Good afternoon ma’am. I’m Deputy Smith with the Sheriff’s Department.” he said, “The reason I stopped you was, you swerved out into the oncoming traffic lane back there, and you were speeding about 10 mph over in a construction zone.”
“Yes Sir, I’m sorry about that, I was trying to give those guys plenty of room, I thought I had slowed down enough, and on top of all that…I had an issue in my car that distracted and scared me.” she told him.
He looked at her curiously, “I can understand getting over for them, just don’t do that so close to a hill next time. You were still speeding though. What scared you in your own car?”
“It’s a company car,” Kammie looked at him sheepishly, ” and I’m not sure you want to know.”
“Yeah, I kinda do.” he said firmly.
Kammie dropped her arms, “Well my bra came undone in the front. I don’t know why, I wasn’t expecting it and it startled me. I didn’t want to stop and fix it back there.”
The cop looked at Kammie’s blouse. He could see a little bare skin between the gap of her buttons and the very slight edge of her right breast. her areolas were faintly visible through her white top and her nipples were starting to poke through the material. He stared for a moment at her sizable chest. Kammie could see in his face that her temptation was working on him.
Kammie purred, “I’m actually glad you’re here and I feel safer now. I didn’t know about those guys back there. Would you care to stand here while I fix this?”
“What?” was all the cop could say. His eyes glued to her tempting breasts.
Kammie had one hand on her top button, “I need to fix my bra. Will you stand guard while I do?”
“Uh, yeah…” he stuttered, “do whatever you need to do there.” he said, waving his arm toward her top.
Kammie began to unbutton her blouse. When she had the second button undone, the cop could see her bare skin and no hint of a bra. Kammie unbuttoned her top all the way down to her khaki pants. She left her blouse tucked into her pants.
The deputy stood beside her watching. Occasionally he would look around nervously for other cars. There was no traffic at all on this rural stretch of highway. He could see nearly a half mile in each direction. When she pulled over, Kammie had pulled into the grass on the shoulder to give the officer plenty of room. If a car did pass by, they would not be able to see what she was doing.
Kammie looked up to see if he was watching her. He was staring directly at the exposed skin between the unbuttoned blouse. She smiled slightly as she held the right side of her top in place, she reached across and inside with her left hand. Reaching across her chest caused her left breast to bulge against the fabric. It also made it swell out the center of her open blouse. As she pulled the right cup in place with her left hand, her breasts met and made some very deep cleavage. The deputy could feel his body start to react.