I got pulled over on my way home from a disappointing hookup with a guy I thought I liked at the time. The cop was cute and asked where I was coming from, so I told him the truth. He asked me to pull into the convenience store nearby to chat, and thinking it would get me out of my ticket, I did exactly that.
I was dressed for this exact moment. If you’re heading out for the express purpose of hooking up, you dress accordingly. Considering I was still in the same clothes I went in when I got pulled over, I knew I looked good. I wore a black satin wrap dress with spaghetti straps and a deep v that showed off the fact I wasn’t wearing a bra. I don’t know if the cop noticed when I was in the car, but he definitely noticed when I stepped out at the convenience store and his attitude changed.
We talked in the parking lot for an hour and it wasn’t awkward. I’m not sure exactly how it works with cops—are they supposed to check in regularly? Do they have a route? Can they chill until they get a call? It was 2 a.m. and there wasn’t much going on, so we sat in the parking lot for at least an hour. He sat leaned up against his car and I leaned against mine. I’d casually shift to show a little more skin and then adjust to be covered. I was definitely playing with him.
It’s kind of weird to flirt with a cop. I mean, of course I wanted to get out of my ticket, but I didn’t want it to be obvious that was the plan. When he didn’t immediately whip out his ticketing equipment, I figured I was in the clear. If he wasn’t cute, it would have made the whole thing awkward, but he was attractive and I was definitely interested in checking out his other equipment, so to speak, so I just went with it.
He was authoritative, which is hot AF. He didn’t overstep the boundaries that some cops do, like when they bark orders or use that tone—you know the one I’m talking about. This guy was authoritative but still really hot and I wanted to see what else he had to offer in that department. When he asked me for my phone number, it was more like a direction than suggestion. I knew at that point I’d gotten out of the ticket. I got really close to him when I spelled out my name and number, making sure to brush against him in all the right ways.
Before I left, I agreed to go out with him later that week. Even though I’d avoided getting a ticket, I wasn’t taking any chances when I pulled out of the parking lot and I didn’t speed. He followed me to the main road and then flashed his brights to say goodbye one last time. We were supposed to meet up in two days and I was really excited. After all, it couldn’t be any worse than the disappointing guy I’d just left when I met the cop.
He had flowers delivered to my desk the next day. During my conversation with the cop, I mentioned what I did for a living and where I worked. Apparently he was familiar with the location because shortly after getting settled at the office the next day, I had flowers delivered to my desk. They were signed, “From your favorite cop. Can’t wait to see you.” OK, now I was giddy AF. I told all the office girls about our meeting and then I texted him to let him know I had received his gift and to say thanks.
Our date went way better than I would’ve expected. We went out for wine and tapas at a really small restaurant close to his house. The cop had picked a gorgeous first date location, complete with live music and tight seating. He was a perfect gentleman with the most adorable dimples. We flirted all night and found any excuse to touch and get close to each other. I had a glass of wine and made sure I wasn’t even remotely tipsy when I agreed to go back to his house.
Yes, we used his handcuffs in bed. Maybe he knew that’s where it was headed anyway, but who cares? I was having fun and definitely wanted to go home with him. Using his handcuffs in bed was everything I thought it would be and more. He was incredibly physically fit and knew exactly what to do and how to do it. We didn’t see each other after that, but I got out of my ticket and the cop got me off. I’ll call that a win.
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