Show me your……
The midday sun beat down on my BMW convertible like shiny hail as I barreled down the Florida interstate. I decided it would be a good idea to stop, get something to drink to cool off, and have some lunch. I took the exit ramp in Ocala and followed the road into downtown and pulled into a municipal parking lot. It was only a few hundred feet from a row of stores and a restaurant.
Unfortunately the local lunch crowd was accustomed to taking their time over lunch and I had to wait for a table. The service was a bit slow but the food was surprising good and the portions plentiful. I left a generous tip and walked back to my car, enjoying the warm breeze beneath the trees that shaded the lot.
Clipped under my windshield wiper was a red card, which was actually a parking ticket. As I read it I glanced to my extreme right and saw her. I supposed she was a meter maid; she had on a dark blue skirt, short enough to show a great set of legs. The buttons on her matching blouse strained to hold in the huge tits that must have been stuffed in there. Long blonde hair tumbled out from under her dark blue cap. She was very tall, even with the boring black shoes that went with the uniform.
Her face was not necessarily beautiful but attractive given the rest of the package. I felt a stirring in my pants and I thought…."I wonder…."
I strolled over to her as she was writing out a ticket for a red pickup truck. Up close I was staring down at cleavage that men dream of wallowing in, burying our face or our cock in that soft sweet valley of breast flesh. When I looked up her eyes told me she knew where I'd been looking.
Using the sweetest voice I could conjure, trying to be as charming as I could, I smiled at her and said, "Ma'am, I'm from New York and just traveling through the area. Is there something we can do about this ticket? I can't hang around to go to court."
She didn't smile but responded. "Sure, we can walk across the street over there and you can pay it now."
"Well, I was hoping there was a way to avoid that; I'm rather in a hurry, sweetie, couldn't you just tear it up for me?" I asked with a wink.
Suddenly she straightened up indignantly and crossed her arms across her chest.
"My husband is the Sheriff here and if I told him how you looked at my tits he'd keep you in a cell for a week. You Yankee boys with fancy cars think you can push people around but you can't get away with that here! Come with me…." she said as she took my elbow and steered me out of the parking lot and across the street. We entered a hallway that I presumed let to the local constable's office but when we passed the men's restroom she pushed me through the door into the women's restroom.
Locking the door behind her she reached under her skirt and pulled her panties down and stepped out of them as she barked at me, "Get on your knees, you arrogant bastard. I can yell "rape" and you'll be in our jail a long time trying to deny it."
Aside from her threats, she was somewhat intimidating, especially as I knelt there looking up at her angry face. She backed against the sink, holding her skirt up. "Come over here and show me how good you are at eating pussy!"
I moved over between her legs and she pulled my head into place. She was a big girl, and soon my face was wedged between her heavy thighs. Her thick blond patch was almost invisible as I ran my tongue between her puffy folds and into her. She immediately pulled on my head directing me to her clit.
"You must be queer; you couldn't even find my clit. Lick me, and don't stop, you idiot."
Indeed I put my tongue to work to prove my manhood to her. I lapped and sucked as she got wetter and wetter, dripping on my chin. Her hands held me tightly against her and I could feel the muscles in her thighs squeezing my face even more. Her whole body seemed to suck me deeper into her. Her clit was huge and warm on my tongue and she finally began to moan in pleasure. My knees were sore and my jaw was getting tired. I had been licking her at least 20 minutes but I dared not stop until she came.
And come she did, big time. She stood away from the sink, pushing me back on my haunches. Looming over me with her hands digging into my scalp she raked herself across my tongue furiously, coating my face with her warm wetness. Judging by the convulsing and shudders of her body, I knew she came at least twice.
When she pushed me away I was turned on and hoped she would want to use my cock as well. But she picked up her panties and handed them to me. "Put these in your pocket and the next time you feel like being a prick think of me." She tore up the ticket and threw the pieces at me as she went out the door. "Have a nice day."