The guard yelled, "Hey!" in surprise and wiped her face with her arm. Jim got a good look at her for the first time. Her body was the same build as the woman who picked him up in the limo, over six feet tall and with at least HH cup breasts, but she was wearing a blue security uniform very similar to the standard female police uniform. Also unlike the first woman he met, this one was a blond; and most importantly as Jim was concerned right now, this one was holding a gun on him. Now that she had recovered from the surprise of her spritzing, she was all business again. "Up against the wall and spread em." Looking at the gun, Jim thought it best to do as she asked, so he turned his back on her and 'spread em'. Her hands began patting down his shirt pockets as she asked in a stern voice, "What are you doing here?" He was trying very unsuccessfully to come up with a plausible answer to that question when he noticed that instead of just lightly patting an area and moving on, her hands seemed to be lingering an unnecessarily long time against his body when she touched it now. Then she said in a voice that was much huskier than the one she had used just a moment ago, "I have to search you everywhere, you know, to see if you are carrying a big gun," and he felt a hand reach between his legs and press firmly against his limp cock. The hand moved up and down his cock for a couple of strokes, then the feminine fingers lightly closed around it through his pants. Under this treatment, his cock could not remain limp long and began to straighten out in his pants. Feeling this, the guard let out a delighted coo and she said in a voice that fairly dripped desire, "You definitely have something there, turn around."
Jim turned around to see a security guard whose eyes were staring down delightedly at the tent forming in front of his pants, whose mouth had a smile reminiscent of a girl on Christmas morning looking at a huge present under the tree knowing her most desired gift was in that package, and whose hands were tearing at the buttons on the front of her blue shirt. In just a second the shirt was thrown open to reveal a pair of breasts magnificent in their munificence, held in place only by a half bra that did more to display than to control. These were at least HHH size breasts if they were a letter. And if Jim doubted the genuineness of the guard's new 'friendliness', he had only to look at the rapidly swelling nipples just above that bra to know that this was a woman in serious need of some companionship. The guard was breathing very deeply now, almost panting, which added an even huskier tone to her voice as she said, "O.K, now you search me," then adding in a lewd tone, "I think I need a strip search followed by a full body cavity exploration." She put her hands against the wall and pointedly stuck her ass out in his direction. Jim took advantage of the situation by ...
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