A Fair Cop
by Karin Roberts
At last it's Friday and all that remains is to tidy up the last of the weeks work before rushing home to the delights of two whole days as my other self. As I rushed from the office I could not have imagined what was about to unfold later that evening.
Arriving home I called a friend and made arrangements to meet later that evening in a bar in town that was TV friendly and a good place to meet up with friends before going on to a club or back to someone's house for drinks. Having agreed to meet around 10pm I had some time to pamper myself before going out. I took a long hot bath in scented bubble bath and then carefully shaved my legs and arms to achieve that baby soft feeling. I do not have a particularly heavy growth so getting my face smooth and hair free was a simple task. Powdering my self down I took my bath robe and moved to the bedroom to decide on this evening's look. Sitting at the dressing table I opened the drawer and took out a pair or rather high cut black silk panties with matching suspender belt and sheer black seamed stocking's. Taking care to make sure that my maleness was safety hidden away I drew on the panties and marvelled at the soft feel against my skin. I clipped the suspender belt in place and rolled the seamed stocking's up my legs ensuring that the seam was perfectly straight.
Sitting in my bath robe it was now time for the make-over. A light covering of foundation and powder before applying some violet eyeshadow and black eyeliner. Once this was complete some mascara for my eyelashes and then I outlined my lips with lipliner before choosing a dark wine lipstick for the night. Some lip gloss and a quick check in the mirror. To my delight even without the wig a rather attractive female appearance was taking shape before my eyes.
Back to the lingerie drawer I choose my favourite black underwire bra which has the wonderful effect of pushing up my cleavage and producing a very sexy look. Taking my false boobs I massaged some oil on to my chest before applying the glue to hold them in place. Making sure that they were in the correct place I held them in place until the glue took effect. I clipped the bra on and marvelled at the almost realistic look and feel of them on my body.
I rose from the dresser and crossed to the wardrobe where I kept all my feminine attire. Opening the door my heart lept at the sight of the clothes and shoes that I had collected over the years. What to wear ?
As we were only going for a drink and then on to a late night movie there was no need to be outrageous so I selected a knee length white leather skirt with a back slit and a black body stocking with thin straps and a low cut front to show of my new cleavage. I stepped into the body stocking and clipped the gusset in place before drawing the figure hugging material up my body. Next the skirt which was rather tight but seemed to fit in all the right places.
Next the wig what will I be tonight dazzling redhead, sexy auburn or dizzy blonde. Choosing a curly shoulder length blonde wig I returned to the dresser and drew it into place. I given its natural length I was able to draw it back from the face and only leave a few curly strands down either side of my face. I got up and went back to the closet to choose some shoes. I have quite a shoe fetish and have many pairs in all styles. Choosing a white leather pair with a four inch gold metal heel was simple and I climbed into them and stood before the mirror. "Wow Angie baby" I said "You're going to knock them dead tonight." The final piece of the jigsaw my nails. I have always found myself attracted to women with long nails and naturally I choose a similar look myself. Taking my false nails from the container I glued them in place and when set carefully painted them a matching dark wine like my lipstick. Once they were dry I clipped on some gold dangly earrings a few gold bracelets and a small gold heart shaped pendant.
Happy with the look I moved downstairs and poured myself a glass of white wine and lit a cigarette. It was now approaching 08.30 so I new I would have to leave soon to meet my friend on time. Stubbing out the cigarette and finishing of the wine, a quick squirt of my favourite scent before I took my black leather jacket and purse and checked that all the girly essentials were in the bag for this evening.
I left my flat and walked the short distance to the bus stop, the sound of my heels clicking on the pavement drowning out all the surrounding mid evening noise. One solitary lady stood at the bus stop she wished me "Good evening" as I approached. I took my place behind her and waited a couple of minutes before boarding the bus for town. I took a seat around half way up and looked around to check if I was attracting any attention.It was quite for a Friday and nobody had paid any great attention to me as I got on. After around 10 minutes I got off. It was a nice pleasant evening so I decided to stroll through the park to where I was to meet my friend. The park was quite with a father and son playing with their dog and a family enjoying an evening out by the lake feeding the ducks.
As I exited the park I looked for my friend at the arranged meeting point. Not having arrived yet I waited at the bus stop where she would get off. A few minutes passed before I noticed a man heading towards me he looked rather drunk. "Damn" I whispered, I had been chatted up by drunks before and they can be rather persistent. "What times the next bus luv" he asked, "In a few minutes" I replied nervously. He reached into his pocket and took out a packet of cigarettes. "Smoke luv" , not wishing to appear rude I accepted and placed it between my lips. He flicked his lighter and produced a flame but was having difficulty steadying the flame. I stepped forward and steadied his hand inhaled deeply and blew out a cloud of smoke into the air. Suddenly a police car screamed to a stop beside us I looked up and backed away a few steps. Two officers got out "Excuse me Miss" one said "Yes officer" I replied. "Would you mind getting into the car and accompanying us to the station." "But officer what have I done" I asked. "We have reason to believe that you have been soliciting" The comment hit me like a hammer as I was led by the arm and ushered into the rear of the police car.
I sat in the back and it seemed like hours before we reached the police station.One of the officers helped me out of the car. I was led to an interview room and while one officer left the other stayed by the door. "Can I smoke officer" I asked, "Certainly Miss" , I took out my cigarettes and lighter , this time it was me who was having difficulty holding the lighter steady as my hands shook nervously. The door opened and the other officer returned with a cassette recorder and sat opposite me. "Name" he barked, "Angela Roberts" I lied. "Address", "25 Thomson Street" I replied lying once more. The officer switched on the recorder and began "Interview with Angela Roberts of 25 Thomson Street on 14th June 2000 at 22:30hrs. Present in the room is the accused and Officers Kerr & Chapman." He continued "at around 21:30hrs this evening the accused was seen in conversation with a man at the bus stop on Park Street. On continuing observation the accused was seen to reach out and touch the gentleman and take something from his hand and put it in her bag." "That's ridiculous" I screamed, "The guy was drunk and offered me a cigarette which I took and was simply steadying his hand when he offered my a light." The other Officer approached me "Look Miss Roberts please calm down there is no need for shouting, we saw you taking the money why not just admit it and get this over with."
"Admit what" I screamed again "I did not take any money !" The officer switched of the tape "Look
I think we better give you some time to calm down" , he took me by the arm and led me to the door
I was marched into a dark corridor and led to the cell block. My heels clicking noisily on the cement floor while my heart was beating out of my chest. He fiddled with the keys and opened the cell door
"Maybe when you've had some time to think about it you will feel more like co-operating " he said as he closed the cell door with a slam.
The cell was typically bear with only a small single metal bed and mattress with a small locker containing a potty and a plastic beaker. I sat on the bed and fought back the tears of frustration. This can't be happening . Why me ? My mind raced what would my family think and employers when this came out. I could lose my job, my home and my macho father would hit the roof ! I needed a cigarette, I took one from my bag and lit it and paced nervously around the cell the sound of my heels echoing in the small confines of the cell. Wait a minute I thought there's something not quite right here. Anybody who has watched Police programmes or films knows that prisoners are not allowed to have personal belonging's in a cell and I still had my bag with lighter and everything, and when I arrived I had not been booked in by a desk officer as is common. Something is wrong with this.
It was around half an hour later when I heard the key turn in the lock I rose and stepped forward, both officers entered and one locked the door behind him. "I hope you are feeling a bit more co-operative now" he said. Quickly he reached forward and taking my arm spun me round, I felt the cold steel of a handcuff as it was snapped on my wrist. Before I could react or say anything he pulled the other arm close and snapped the other cuff on my wrist. I hand was placed tightly over my mouth.
"You see dear we've been watching you for some time now and well you looked so attractive tonight so we figured you might like some company." I was led to the bed and forced up on to it the hand still tightly clamped over my mouth. As I was made to kneel on the bed the other officer grabbed my ankle and clipped a handcuff round it before clipping the other end to the metal bed stand. The same procedure followed for my other leg. "You are going to enjoy this" he said as I felt the zipper of my skirt being pulled down and the skirt slipping down my legs. With his free hand he unclipped the gusset of my body stocking and pulled down my panties. "Quite now dear" he said as I felt his erect penis being forced up my arse. He began pumping wildly and letting go of my mouth said to his colleague "She's loving this why not join in" , the other officer moved in front of my and climbed on to the bed. Unzipping his pants he produced a ten inch penis already erect and dripping, grabbing my head he thrust my face forward and shoved it in my mouth, "Suck on that baby."
I could not believe this was happening and with my hands handcuffed behind my back and my ankles handcuffed to the bed I was powerless to resist. They both took turns to abuse me analy and orally several times before leaving me sore and crying on the bed. I was un-cuffed and told to freshen my self up. They both left and locked the door. Some time later they returned and led me from the cell. Sneaking out a back door I was put in a car and driven home. As we arrived one officer turned to me and said " Hope you had a good time, remember I would not think about telling anyone about this as nobody knows you were at the station and it's our word against yours. Any way we still have some video footage of your chat with that drunk earlier this evening and charges can still be brought. So be a good girl and just forget about it, remember we know your address and if we hear you've talked we might just visit you again." With that I left the car and walked up the path, sore bruised and very, very scared !
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