I don’t really know how my life came to this. It’s infinite boring routine; again and again with the same thing. My name is Evelyn James. I am a freshman at the community college here in Denver. Just like everyone else, I am trying to find a new life. I can’t continue this routine anymore. I’ve got to get out…

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I awoke that morning just like every morning. I rolled out of bed and half hazardly primped myself for the day. I was late, again, of course. I hurried out my door, yelled good-bye to my roommate, and best friend, Rose. I jumped into my car; if you can even call it that. It was falling apart, but it got me where I needed to go, for now.

I was rushing, in other words speeding, to get to my class. I chose to live on the outskirts of town and was now paying the price for it. I was almost to town when I saw the dreaded flashing red and blue lights behind me. I cringed as I pulled my piece of crap over to the side of the road.

I fumbled through my glove box, searching for the required paperwork to give the officer. As I finally retrieved the needed documents, I turned to address the officer who had already arrived at my window. I hurriedly rolled down my window and then looked up at the most gorgeous blue eyes I’d ever seen. I then realized what I was supposed to be doing.

He leaned down and asked, “License and registration please, Miss.”

I handed him what he asked for, and fumbling over my words I asked, “Is-is there a problem o-officer?” I know this sounds cheesy, but he was the most gorgeous man I had ever laid eyes on. His eyes stared straight through me. He had a confident, wise disposition, and his hands looked rough, but as he took my documents, they slid across my hand so gently. I examined every inch of him. His uniform was immaculate, and the name on it was printed Scott. Even his name was sexy. Why was I even thinking this way? I was in trouble. I was not only late for class, but I was most likely getting a ticket, and I most definitely had no chance with this MAN.

Instead of the officer answering my question he looked at my license and then back at me with the most intense look. He then began writing on a ticket and handed it and my license and registration to me with the gentlest eyes and sweetest smile. “Try to slow it down ma’am.” He said.
He turned from my window and walked back to his car. I watched him walk. Every part of him was sexy. His body was tall and lean and I could just imagine him working out. His uniform was tight on the best parts of him, and I couldn’t help undressing his beautiful self with my eyes. I continued staring as he got back into his car and drove around me. He smiled and nodded his gorgeous head at me.

I finally looked down to see what the damage was on the ticket. Instead of what I thought would for sure be a very large ticket the ticket portion was blank. I flipped the ticket over and written there was:

305 Hummingbird drive
Friday 9pm
See you there.

I was in shock. Was this really happening? What WAS even happening? Should I even go there? Where was the address to? His house? Isn’t that a little creepy? Should I be worried? Isn’t what he just did illegal? Why would he risk it? There were so many questions running wild through my mind. At the same time I couldn’t help but think about the possibility of being near him again. I had to try.

I decided that since I was so late that I would just not make it to class today and try to figure out what had just happened to me. I wanted to find out where this man wanted to take me. I went back home despite knowing Rose would ask a bunch of questions. I would deal with that as it came. Hopefully I could avoid it for now.

When I walked into the house Rose instantly asked me what was wrong. I searched my mind for some excuse. All I could come up with was that I just didn’t feel well and went to my room. I felt bad for lying to her, but I wanted to figure this out before I told her what was really going on. IF I told her what was going on. I could hear the disapproval that she would give me already.

I sat at my desk and examined the ticket he had given me with the message written on the back. His handwriting was neatly messy. The message was so secretive and fun, yet nerve wracking and scary. I turned it over to look at the ticket portion and found his name: Sgt. Gerald Scott on the bottom part of the ticket. My heart started beating harder. I was enthralled with everything about this man. What has gotten into me?

I got onto my computer and searched the address to see what it would come up with. All my search found was that it was a private property. This was really creepy. Why would a cop want me to come to his private property, in the middle of the night? It was Wednesday, so I had time to contemplate. I decided to check out the property that he wanted me to meet him at. First I needed to lay down and think.

I plopped down onto my bed. I was overwhelmed with curiosity. Was I about to get myself in a horrible situation? Or was this going to be something new and amazing? I was really hoping for the latter.

My thinking turned to daydreaming. I thought about what that night would be like. I imagined him looking at me with those amazing deep blue eyes, and his rough hands gently running through my hair. Wow, am I actually getting turned on by this? I don’t even know this guy! My thoughts went wild. One of his hands slides down my back, so gently I shiver. His breath against my neck makes the hairs stand up on the back of my arm. I imagine him kissing me with his sexy lips, using his hand that’s in my hair to pull me into him.

This thought made my insides tense. I slipped my hand up my shirt and under my bra. I rolled my nipple between my fingers. This felt so good that my hips rocked with pleasure. I continued imagining him slowly undressing me, and his hands caressing my skin. He unsnaps my bra with one motion and his lips move from my mouth to my breasts. He flicked his tongue on my nipple, making my knees almost buckle under me. He moves his other hand down my back to my ass, rubbing and squeezing it.

I slide my hand into my pants and under my panties. I feel my hotness and realize I am soaking wet. My fingers move over my clit as I imagine him touching me all over. I cup my breast and slide my fingers into my dripping wet pussy. I pretend its him inside me and moan with delight. I rock my hips under my hand and pinch my nipple harder. This tips me over the edge and all my muscles tense as I orgasm. I bite my lip stopping the urge to scream out my pleasure, due to Rose being in the house as well.

I shuddered after my orgasm and opened my eyes. I looked over at the door and Rose was standing there, watching.