Fake Cop Hotel room blonde surprise for cop

Title: “The Blonde’s Surprise for the Cop”

Let’s set the scene. It’s late at night, the dimly lit corridors of the motel are almost empty. In one of the rooms, we hear muffled voices – two people engaged in a heated conversation. Suddenly, the door swings open, and in walks a woman, blonde hair cascading down her shoulders, a sly smile playing on her luscious lips. She’s wearing a tight-fitting police uniform, the white across her ample chest straining against the fabric. Her name’s Jade.

“Well, well, well,” she coos, eyeing the man behind the desk. “Looks like you’ve got yourself a bit of a situation here, doesn’t it? Two consenting adults, Marcy and Mike, engaging in a bit of hanky-panky in one of your rooms?”

The desk clerk, a middle-aged man with a receding hairline and panic in his bloodshot eyes, stammers, “I… I didn’t know it was forbidden. They said they were married…”

Jade’s eyes narrow dangerously. “And you’re just an accomplice, are you? Aiding and abetting public indecency?”

The clerk gulps, his Adam’s apple bobbing in his throat. “Please, Miss, I didn’t mean any harm. I’ve got a wife and kids. I need this job.”

Jade’s eyes soften a fraction, then she leans in close, her ample bosom right up against the front of the clerk’s uniform. “Well,” she purrs, “maybe we can come to a little arrangement, hmm?”

The clerk’s eyes widen. “Wh-what do you mean?”

Jade reaches up, slowly unbuttoning her shirt. The buttons pop one by one, revealing the creamy expanse of her breasts, barely contained by a lacy bra. “Why, I think you know exactly what I mean,” she says, her voice low and seductive. “I’m feeling mighty generous this evening. And I think a gorgeous, strapping young man like you could do with a little… reward.”

The clerk’s mouth goes dry as he stares at her heaving chest. “I… I…”

Jade leans in even closer, her lips brushing against his ear. “Don’t tell me you’ve never dreamed of bending a sassy little blonde over your desk and having your way with her?” she whispers.

The clerk lets out a shuddering breath, his resolve crumbling. “Oh hell,” he says, throwing caution to the wind. “Why the hell not?”

Jade grins wickedly. “That’s the spirit!” she says, and then her hands are on him, pulling him into a passionate kiss.

Their lips meet, and it’s like the world around them dissolves. The motel, the bustling city outside, all of it fades away until there is nothing but the two of them, consumed by their desire.

Jade’s hands roam the clerk’s body, exploring every inch of his flesh. She tugs at his shirt, yanking it open to reveal his muscular chest. He groans into her mouth, his hands squeezing her breasts through her thin bra.

Suddenly, Jade pulls away, her chest heaving. “Bend me over,” she commands, her voice thick with lust. “Right here, on your desk.”

The clerk looks around nervously, but Jade’s look of absolute need is too much to resist. Gently, he guides her over the desk, her ample rear right there in front of him.

“Go on,” Jade pants, looking at him over her shoulder. “Pull the trigger. I’ve been a bad girl.”

A groan escapes the clerk’s throat, and with that, he unzips his pants, freeing his impressive erection. He grips himself, running the head of his cock along Jade’s damp panties.

“Fuck,” Jade moans, “Stop teasing and give it to me.”

He rubs himself along her wet slit, teasing her with the promise of what’s to come. Her hips writhe, urging him deeper.

“Ohhh fuck,” Jade whimpers, “Stop teasing.”

With that, he plunges into her, burying himself to the hilt inside her tight, wet heat. Jade let out a cry of ecstasy, the sound of their bodies slapping together echoing through the empty office.

He pounds into her relentlessly, his fingers digging into her hips as he drives himself deeper and harder with every thrust. She meets him stroke for stroke, pushing back against him and urging him on.

“Yes! Yes! Fuck me harder!” Jade cries out, her voice echoing off the walls. The desk rattles with the force of their lovemaking, threatening to collapse under the weight of their passion.

He’s getting close, his body tightening as he feels his climax approaching. He reaches around, his fingers finding her swollen clit and rubbing it in swift circles.

Jade screams as she comes undone, her body shuddering with the force of her orgasm. “Oh fuck, oh fuck, I’m coming!” she wails, her pussy clenching around him like a vice.

The feeling of her coming around him is too much for him, and with a guttural cry, he spills himself inside her, his hot seed filling her to the brim.

They collapse against each other, both gasping for breath as they come down from their high. Jade turns around in his arms, pressing her sweaty body against his.

“Isn’t it wonderful,” she says, “when a little act of kindness yields such… fruitful results?”

The clerk can only nod, a dumb grin on his face as he tries to catch his breath.

Jade pulls away, quickly buttoning up her uniform. “Well, I’d better be going,” she says, “but remember – this is our little secret. Just between the two of us.”

She winks at him, then turns and saunters out of the office, leaving the clerk to collect himself.

As Jade strides down the street, she can’t help but feel a sense of satisfaction. That was one hot little encounter, she thinks to herself. It’s always fun playing the role of a naughty cop, especially when they’re too busy being amazed by your bravura to notice you picked their lock and staged the whole scene.

Still, feels good to fulfill the fantasy. Nothing like a little raunchy occupy-the-peace-[[izasleep]], she thinks with a wicked grin. Guess every profession gets the occasional hot dicey moment, [[izasleep]].