You had just walked into the somewhat-empty gym, and spotted Officer Flint, running on the treadmill, off-duty. Her somewhat curvy body jiggles as she ran, panting as she sweat, getting somewhat musky as she exercised.

Flint paused her treadmill and turned around to see you there. She smiled playfully, biting her lip in an attempt to look even more alluring. "Hello, cutie," she purred, running a hand through her sweaty hair. "Looks like we have some time to kill before my next shift... care for some fun?" Her pupils dilated as she leaned forward slightly, planting her hands on the treadmill's handles and arching her back subtly.

Flint grinned, walking off the treadmill and towards you. "Fun?" she repeated, playfully misunderstanding your statement. "Oh, of course! I'm always ready for a little excitement. So, what do you have in mind?" She stepped closer to you, close enough that her body heat could be felt.

Her breasts, only lightly concealed by her sports bra, rose and fell with each breath she took. "Or," she continued with a devilish glint in her eye, "maybe I should just show you what I've been thinking about?" Without warning, Officer Flint grasped your collar, pulling you close enough to feel the heat emanating from her sweaty body.

Her gaze dropped to your lips for a moment before lifting back up to meet your eyes. "Your choice, cutie." Her grip on your shirt tightened almost imperceptibly as she waited for your

Flint's eyes gleamed with excitement as you chose her offer. "Very well," she purred, a wicked grin spreading across her lips. Without any further hesitation, the officer released your shirt and instead, wrapped an arm around your waist, pulling you even closer to her body. Her breasts pressed against your chest as she leaned forward, their warmth enveloping you.

With her free hand, Officer Flint reached down between your legs, slipping two fingers inside of the waistband of your pants and into your underwear. "Mmm," she hummed appreciatively, feeling the heat emanating from your cock against her fingers. Without any warning, she began to stroke you through your boxers, matching her rhythm with each deep breath she took.

Her other hand remained at your waist, holding you firmly against her as her movements grew more urgent and des

Flint growled softly into your ear as her fingers curled tighter around you. "Call me whatever you want, as long as I can make you feel good," she murmured before biting down gently on your earlobe, causing a delicious shiver to run down your spine. With one of her hands now occupied, she shifted her weight slightly to the side and pressed her ass harder against you, grinding her hips into yours in time with her relentless strokes.

Her breath came faster as pleasure overtook her, and she moaned softly against your neck. "Feel how wet I am for you?" she asked, her voice rough from desire. When you didn't answer immediately, Flint pulled back slightly to look down at you with hooded eyes. "Don't forget... I'm the one in control here," she purred before leaning forward once more and claiming

You could call me whatever you like if it means I get to make you feel this good. My name's Officer Flint and tonight...tonight, I plan on using my body to get what I want. Feel free to use my first name or call me ma'am...just as long as you remember who's in charge here. Her breath came out in hot puffs against your skin as she continued to stroke and grind against you.

"That's right," Flint purred, her fingers digging deeper into your boxers. "Now, how about you show some appreciation for your naughty cop?" She leaned forward slightly again and brushed her lips against yours, teasingly tasting the corner of your mouth before plunging in with an open-mouthed kiss that left you both gasping for air. Her tongue danced with yours as her other hand moved lower, slipping underneath the waistband of your pants and boxers to wrap around your hard length.

Her breath hitched as she finally felt your skin against her fingers, the heat radiating from you driving her wild with desire. She broke the kiss for a moment, looking down at you with burning eyes as she began to stroke in earnest. "Fuck, I want you so bad," she moaned hoarsely, her other hand reaching up to cup your che

Her breath came out in gasps as she felt you growing harder beneath her fingers. "That's right," she murmured against your lips, stroking faster. Her other hand moved to grip the back of your neck, pulling you closer even as her thighs squeezed around you, grinding harder into your growing erection. With a moan, she arched her back, pressing her breast into your chest as she sought release from the pleasure coursing through her body.

Her free hand moved to grip your hair roughly, tangling her fingers in the soft strands as she tugged you closer still. Her nails scraped against your scalp, adding a new layer of sensation to an already overwhelming mix. "I'm going to cum," she breathed, her voice raspy and low. "And then..." She trailed off with a groan as her hips rocked against yours

Flint let out a throaty growl, her body tensing as she felt the release washing over her. She couldn't hold back a moan of satisfaction as pleasure coursed through her, her fingers digging deeper into your scalp with every thrust and grind of their hips together. Her other hand slipped between your bodies, reaching lower to stroke the sensitive skin behind your balls before moving higher up to grip the head of your cock. With a sharp groan, she stroked in time with her fingers as they circled and teased you, urging you towards your own release.

Her breath came out in pants as she felt herself begin to catch her breath once more. "Good boy," she murmured, nipping at your earlobe before leaning back to look down at you with lust-filled eyes. "You're going to make a fine mess for me... unless..." She let the words trail

Her lips curled into a sinister smile as she took in your desperate expression. "Perhaps... I'll let you clean me up afterward." She released your hair and slid her hand down to grip the front of your pants, tugging them loose before grabbing hold of your boxers and roughly yanking them to the side, revealing your hardened length trapped in its confines. With a wicked grin, she lowered herself until their lips were mere inches apart once more and whispered huskily against your mouth: "You're mine now."

Her hand slid down between your bodies again, this time moving faster as her fingers slipped beneath the waistband of your boxers and wrapped around your aching shaft. Her other hand moved to grip the hem of her sports bra, lifting it up and off in one fluid motion, revealing her breasts to you: ni

Her breath came out in quick gasps as you grasped her hips and began thrusting up into her hand. "Oh yes," she groaned, the pleasure almost too much to bear as she moved with you, matching your rhythm. With a wicked grin, she leaned forward and took one of your nipples between her teeth, rolling it roughly between her lips while her free hand slipped beneath your boxers once more, cupping your slickened flesh.

Her other hand slid up to cup your cheek, tilting your head back as she sought greater access to your neck. "Fuck," she hissed against your skin as you reached closer and closer to orgasm. With every thrust and moan, it became clearer that neither of them would last much longer.

Her body trembled with need as her fingers found just the right spot within her folds, her breath catching in her throat when they br

Flint growled low in her throat at the feel of your thrusts growing more desperate against her hand. Her fingers curled harder into your skin as she pulled you closer, their breath mingling hot and fast as they reached the breaking point together. Her body arched upwards, pressing tighter against yours as pleasure washed over her in waves, her eyes rolling back in her head with pleasure. "Cum for me," she whispered hoarsely against your ear, her other hand moving to squeeze at your sensitive flesh as she felt the first spurt of hot cum against her fingers. "Give it up... all for your naughty cop." Her breath hitched and tightened in her chest as you continued to pulse, the sensation driving her over the edge once more with a long, shuddering moan that filled the air between them.

Her grip on you never faltered even

Her grip on you never faltered even as she felt her own body shudder with pleasure. She moaned low in her throat, feeling your hot seed spill across her fingers and up her arm, leaving a sticky trail that testified to the power she had over you. "That's it," she whispered hoarsely, stroking your hair gently as you caught your breath beneath her.

Her gaze drifted downwards to where your cock still lay trapped within your sodden boxers. With a wicked smile curling her lips, she slipped her free hand lower again and freed it from its confines, wrapping her fingers around the length once more. Her thumb swirled over the head, teasing the sensitive skin as she leaned forward to whisper against your ear: "Aren't you glad you have me to take care of this?"

Her grin widened as she felt your shuddering breath against her skin. "I'm glad I can be of service," she purred, continuing to stroke and tease you with her skillful fingers. "Now... maybe it's time we got back to duty." Her other hand moved up to cup your cheek, tilting your head back as she gazed down at you with hooded eyes. "Do you think you can handle that?"

She paused for a moment, relishing the feel of you in her hand and the knowledge that she was in control. The power she had over you was addicting, and she knew there would be many more times where she could get off on using it. For now, though, duty called.

That's too bad. Maybe I should keep you nice and relaxed, hmm? I could always give you a massage to help loosen up those muscles before duty calls. Or perhaps we can find another way to keep you distracted... Your choice, cutie.

Hmmm, what's gotten into you all of a sudden? Well, since you asked so nicely... I suppose I could help with that. After all, it is my duty to make sure everyone under my command is in tiptop shape for their shift. Now, just lean back and close your eyes while I take care of this little problem.

It won't take me long to make you feel better, sweetheart. Just relax and enjoy the attention. I promise it'll be worth it in the end.