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lipstick and slipped out of her robe. The nipples of her full breasts seemed to anticipate her newest conquest. She put on a lace bustier and matching thong, and slowly pulled the red silk slip dress over her head. She stepped into her heels and walked into the living room of the suite.
    She was gazing at herself in the full-length mirror when he knocked at the door. She took her time answering. When she opened the door, she could see that he was confident. She liked that. She invited him in and kissed him hard on the lips. He pulled her to him. When she felt the bulge in his pants, she took a step back. “Would you like a drink?” she asked.
    â€œSure, how about a scotch on the rocks?”
    She fixed the drink and set it in front of him.Heunbuttoned the collar of his shirt and took a sip of his drink. It was just the way he liked it—good scotch, too. He complimented her on her drink-making skills. She smiled a “thank you” and he wondered about what other skills he would experience tonight.
    She crossed her legs and watched him. She could almost see the fiery liquid flow through his muscular body. He reached out to touch her, and she got up and walked over to the window. She stood with her back to him.
    â€œWhy did you invite me here?” he asked.
    â€œI was bored.”

    â€œYou were bored, and you invite a stranger to meet you in your hotel room?”
    â€œYes.”
    â€œDo you do this often?”
    â€œAbsolutely.”
    â€œI thought you were married.”
    She turned to face him. “I never said I was married, but would that matter to you?”
    â€œI guess not.”
    â€œMaybe this was a bad idea. After you finish your drink, why don’t you leave,” she said and turned her back to him.
    He put his drink down and walked over to her. She turned to face him. She was smiling.
    He slapped her face.
    Surprised, she reached for the spot and rubbed it. She was pleased. This was more to her liking. She stepped closer to him and grabbed his crotch. “You’ve got balls. That turns me on.”
    He pushed her hand away. He didn’t want her to feel his rising erection. He was turned on, too.
    â€œWhat kind of game is this?” he asked.
    â€œGame? This isn’t a game. I thought you were leaving.”
    He pushed past her and walked out the door. In a few moments he had reached his car, whose hood was still warm. He smiled to himself as he slid into the driver’s seat. His erection was still intact as he sped out of the hotel parking lot. He was asking himself, “How could I be so wrong?” when he saw the red lights flashing behind him. “Damn.” He looked down at the speedometer and saw that he was doing seventy. How the hell was he going to talk his way out of this one?
    Fortunately, the police officer was female. As she walked toward his car, he checked her out in his rear view mirror. He could see through her uniform that she was fine. He wondered what made her work at such a lousy job. “Sir, were you aware you were going seventy in a forty-five-mile-an-hour zone?”

    John looked at her. “I didn’t realize I was speeding, officer. My girlfriend just dumped me, and my head’s not on straight. Forgive me?”
    She seemed to soften her stance. He noticed the way she gazed at him as she looked down into the car. Inspecting his body from head to crotch with her hazel eyes, she said, “I still need to see your license.” He reached into his back pocket to retrieve his wallet, and she stood looking at him with a sensuous smile. He handed her his license and stroked her hand as she pulled it away. She walked back to her cruiser, thinking, Fine as you are, your girlfriend just dumped you?
    After a few minutes, she came back to his car. “You don’t have any warrants or outstanding tickets, so this time I’ll give you a warning,” she said. “But I’ll be keeping my eyes on you, Mr.