Illegal Intentions (Closed)

[play_and_ride89]

Name: London Gertz
Age: 22
Height: 5'2
Weight: 115 lbs
Glossy brown hair and light green eyes

This day couldn't get any better, London thought to herself as she sped along the highway. Not only had she just completely aced her Psychology midterm, but it was Friday and she didn't have to work again until Tuesday. The weather was gorgeous and she had all four windows in her truck down, with the music cranked up, as she drove. She had pulled her long wavy hair up into a messy bun to keep it from her face, and she had her favorite shades on.

The tight fitting tube top allowed the sun to beat down in her left arm as she cruised. She reached down to change the song when suddenly a shrill siren split the air. Glancing in her rear view mirror London cussed at the flashing lights.

"Son of a..." she groaned as she slowed her black for door GMC Sierra down and pulled to the side of the road. "Damn. There goes the money for a new dress" she whispered to herself with a small smirk.

 

[TheAntiRebel]

Name: Officer Mark Davis (picture)
Age: 24
Height: 6-1
Weight: 220 lbs

Mark tapped his pen on the top of the computer screen in his Ford Crown Victoria squad car as he held the radar gun with the other hand and watched the steady flow of traffic flow by. Traffic duty was his least favor part of being a police officer, but, orders were orders.

He sighed and glanced down when suddenly he saw a black GMC Sierra go past his truck. "Hello," he said, firing up the sirens and lights, he pulled his Crown Vic out into position behind the truck and narrowly followed it over to the shoulder. Once they were safely off to the side, Mark flipped off the siren, threw the car into park, and climbed out of his vehicle. As he climbed out of the cop car, the short shirt sleeve on his black police uniform slid up, revealing a Eagle, Globe and Anchor tattoo on his bicep.

As he approached the truck from behind, he grabbed his sunglasses, pulled them down and skimmed the inside of the truck. A woman's head popped up from the driver's seat, her hair up in a bun. Four years as a Marine and two years as a cop had taught him to be better safe than sorry.

He walked up to the driver's side window and was immediately taken aback. It was a chick, not much younger than him. She was cute, too. He gave her a grin. "Morning, ma'am. License and registration, please." he said, glancing up at traffic as he watched another car go by. He looked back down to her. "How are you doing this afternoon?" he asked, making idle conversation.

 

[play_and_ride89]

London watched as the officer approached from behind her truck. Several things became apparent at once. He was tall. He was solid. And he was gorgeous. Her stomach fluttered in appreciation. When he spoke his voice was deep and respectful as he asked for her license and registration. She had already dug them both out and turned to smile brightly at him as she handed them to him.

He asked how she was. "I'm doin pretty good" she said charmingly. "although I'm kinda bummed my money for a new dress is now probably going for a speeding ticket" she kidded.

She noticed he had a USMC tattoo on his bicep and her attraction grew. Oh my, she thought. How gorgeous.

She shifted a bit in her seat, her denim skirt sliding up and revealing a bit more thigh although she wasn't sure if he could see since her truck was so high. She didn't even deny speeding because she Believed in owning up to your mistakes and she HAD been driving to fast.

"Can I ask how fast I was going, officer Davis?" she asked politely.

 

[TheAntiRebel]

Marc smiled at her as he skimmed over her driver’s license and registration. “Who said you were speeding? Are you admitting guilt to a police officer?” he said with a playful smile. She was gorgeous, and her body was tight and toned. She watched as she shifted her seat. Her skirt slid up and his eyes carefully skimmed over her athletic legs.

“Your license plates are actually expired. They expired last month. Sorry, but you’re just a few days overdue.” He said, smiling at her green eyes as he tapped her driver’s license on her door. “I’m going to go run your driver’s license number, and when I come back, we’ll talk about what we’re going to do about this.” He said. “Stay in the car please, ma’am,” he asked, before spinning around and heading back to his cruiser.

Once he was back inside, he whistled. “Damn. What a cute girl,” he said. He punched her driver’s license number into the computer, and after a few minutes, it came back with her DMV record. Nothing out of the ordinary. He quickly punched in a few numbers and codes and hit enter, before climbing back out of the car, grabbing his clipboard and pen before he went.

He approached her window again and smiled. “Alright, Ms. Gertz. I’m going to issue you an official warning for operating a motor vehicle with outdated license tags,” he said, scribbling his signature and her name on an official notice of warning before tearing it off and handing it to her. “I was going to write you a ticket, but it isn’t every day I see such a cute smile. And you can keep your money for your dress,” he added before handing her back her license and registration.

 

[play_and_ride89]

London's eyes widened and her cheeks grew a little pink when he said she hadn't been pulled over for speeding but for expired tags. She laughed softly and shook her head at her own stupidity. She HAD just admitted guilty to an officer.

She was actually surprised by the officer... Anytime she had run into the law team had been a dick... But this guy seemed completely down to earth and easygoing. He explained that he would be right back and asked her to remain in her truck. She nodded her agreement and flashed him another dimpled smile.

"Yes, sir" she said politely. She watched as he walked away in her side mirror... Don't drool girl, she reprimanded herself. She reached prepared as turned the music just a notch as she waited.

What seemed like an eternity later she saw the door to his cruiser open again and watched as he unfolded his body from the car that looked much too small.

When he got to her window he surprised her in three ways. First he handed her a warning, not a ticket. Then he called her smile cute. And then he even told her to keep her money for the dress.

London beamed at him as she accepted the warning. "No ticket for an admission of speeding?" she joked playfully. "Thank you, I appreciate it a lot... My friends and I are going to Dockside Bar this weekend and I'm dying to get something cute to wear" she said, casually letting it slip where she would be that weekend ... who knew? Maybe he'd show up.

 

[TheAntiRebel]

Mark looked at her as she let it leak where should be this weekend. He gave her a mischievous grin as he looked over her tight athletic body. She seemed to be receptive to his compliments, so why not? He was a single man and she was hot as hell. “The Dockside Bar? I know the place. Maybe you’ll see me there. You never know,” he reached up and straightened his sunglasses. “Don’t spend all your money on a dress, you can buy me a beer for not giving your butt a ticket,” he said with a polite chuckle.

He reached in and placed a hand on her shoulder. “That was a joke by the way, don’t report me to my sergeant,” he said with another smile. “Anyway, you’re free to go. Take care, and get those license plates changed,” he said with a slight wave as he spun and headed back to his squad car. He climbed in and watched as she pulled away.

Officer Davis spent the rest of his shift on patrol. Nothing out of the ordinary. Mostly traffic stops with one 911 call about two kids who broke a window while playing baseball. After his shift, he headed home, showered, and changed into a pair of Wrangler jeans and a tight red t-shirt that showed off his muscular frame and arms. He flipped on some musky aftershave and headed out the door. He spent most of the day thinking about Ms. London Gertz. She was cute, outgoing and had a great body. He definitely wanted to see more of her. Hoping she’d be at the bar tonight, he climbed into his personal car (a Chevrolet Camaro) and sped off to the Dockside Bar.

((you want to set up the scene at the bar?))

 

[play_and_ride89]

London couldn't help but return the mischievous grin that the officer gave her. Her heart thudded erratically in her chest. Then he mentioned that she may see him at the bar and she felt her eyes widen slightly. Did that mean he was interested? She couldn't be sure.

He hinted at her buying a beer and she giggled softly. "Maybe I will" she replied. Her breath was cut short when he reached in and placed a strong hand on her bare shoulder. He asked her not to report him and she blinked in faked innocence. "Officer... are you admitting guilt to a civilian?" She asked sweetly and then winked. "Don't worry, my lips are sealed".

With that he sent her on her way. She had been going home, but decided to go dress shopping immediately. She also decided that she would definitely be going to the bar that night too... just in case.

At the store she browsed until she found not only the perfect dress for the next night, but an extremely sexy outfit for that night as well. The black skirt was short, ending just beneath the curve of her firm ass, and the royal blue top had a plunging neckline and was completely backless save for a scrap of fabric at the very bottom to hold it together. Paired with some new black heels the ensemble looked spectacular on her toned body and she couldnt wait to show it off... hopefully for a certain officer.

She went home, showered, styled her hair to hang in waves around her face, did her makeup and got dressed. By 9pm she was heading out the door for the short drive to Dockside.

Her best friend was a bartender there and grinned when London walked in. "I didn't expect to see you until tomorrow... you look stunning!" she exclaimed and London laughed, before proceeding to fill in her friend on the days happenings.

"So... basically its wishful thinking that he'd be here" she finished, shrugging. She turned to gaze around the bar. One side of the bar was completely wall-less leaving it open to the dock and ocean beside it. Waves lapped against the dock in a gentle rhythm. People socialized and danced together everywhere, and London smiled to herself.

A man came up then and asked her to dance. London accepted, since she didn't see any signs of the officer. She twirled around the room with the man, and although he was nice and attractive but she felt NONE of the spark that she had before...

 

[TheAntiRebel]

Mark drove up to the bar as his Camaro let out a quiet rumble from the V8 engine. He climbed out of the car and headed into the bar. He carefully scanned the parking lot and spotted London’s pickup truck, and grinned to himself. As he headed into bar, he stuffed his car keys into his pocket and couldn’t imagine himself spending another minute away from her. She had been so infectious before and he hoped they shared the same spark they had before.

Once inside the bar, he looked around. He couldn’t see any sign of her at the bar, and couldn’t make her out of the crowd of people dancing. He strutted up to the bar and ordered a Bud Light. After paying the bartender and downing a sip, he asked the girl bartending, “Hey, know a London Gertz?”

The bartender pointed her out on the dance floor. She had her back to him as she danced with some other guy. That sent a ping of concern through Mark, but the veteran Marine didn’t give up without a fight. She was wearing a revealing outfit, and not only could Mark see most of her bare back, but her skirt clung to her firm, shaped ass. Her toned body almost sent chills down his spine. “Damn,” he muttered to himself as he downed another gulp of the beer.

He put the beer down on the bar and walked up behind her. He leaned into her ear and said, “Ma’am, can I see your driver’s license, I don’t think you’re old enough to drink at this establishment.”

 

[play_and_ride89]

London laughed at something the man she was dancing with said, but it sounded forced even to her own ears. There was just no chemistry there... Especially none like there had been between she and Officer Davis. Just as the thought crossed her mind, a deep voice rumbled in her ear.

Startled, she jerked away from the man he was dancing with and then laughed when who it was and what he was saying registered in her mind. "You would be the one to know" she commented back with a flirty grin.

Not one to be rude, she thanked the man she had been dancing with and excused herself, glad to be done with that, and even happier that Officer Davis had shown up.

"I was hoping I would see you here tonight" she said as she turned back to him, her pretty eyes sparkling under the neon bar lights. She nodded towards his beer. "I could use one of those. Walk with me to the bar?"

They headed across the room, her walking just a tiny bit in front of him, and up to the bar. "You know," she said as she leaned up against the wood bar, "You know every thing about me from my address down to my weight and I don't even know your first name".

She raised a perfectly sculpted eyebrow at him and smiled as she waited for her friend, the bartender, Dawn, to come over to them.

 

[TheAntiRebel]

Mark followed her back to the bar from the dance floor, following a step behind her. He took the opportunity to glance down at her backside. Her ass was perfectly shaped and her outfit showed it off well. Damn, Mark though, imagining his big hands on it.

As they arrived at the bar, London waved down the bartender. Mark took a sip of his beer. “Whatever my lady friend here would like,” he told the bartender. “I’m going to haul her ass to jail so she might as well enjoy some alcohol before she goes.” He said with a grin as he yanked out his wallet.

After London had gotten her drink and Mark paid for it, he indulged her questions. “My first name is Mark Davis. I’m 24 years old, 6’1”, 220 pounds, I live on 829 North Cass Street. I spent 4 years as a Marine, as you can probably tell.” He flipped up his short t-shirt sleeve, fully exposing his Eagle, Globe and Anchor tattoo, the bottom half of it had been sticking out. “I’ve spent the last two years as a cop, keeping the people safe from pretty speeding girls and minor domestic dispute cases.”

He paused for a second to take another sip of beer. “No, I’m actually quite boring, Ms. London. I’d love to hear much more about you and what you do.”

 

[play_and_ride89]

When Mark mentioned to the bartender about hauling London's ass to jail, Dawn immediately replied, telling him to make sure he used the cuffs, causing London to sputter out a laugh. Dawn had no shame.

Mark paid for her drink and she thanked him, listening intently as he told her about himself. She eyed the tattoo that he showed her with a smile. Tattoos were definitely sexy...

He asked about her then and she laughed. "I hardly would call you boring" she clarified. "But, I am a senior in college right now, majoring in Human Services: Mental Health. I want to be an elementary school guidance counselor when I graduate. The reason I was sp... not speeding today was because I had just aced my Psych265 midterm, and it is now officially spring break for me" she said with a grin.

"Although I must admit... a speeding ticket may well have been worth it to meet you... maybe I should speed more often" she said, acting thoughtful and grinning. "But thanks for letting me off the hook... I did manage to find a really cute dress for this weekend".