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Renee was tempted to call in sick. She had forgotten two days of her pills and was afraid to go into work at Rowdies. After last week when that cop gave her her first full ride since she started working there, she had tried to be extra diligent about taking her pills. Yet, this morning, she suddenly realized that she hadn’t taken them since her last day at work! That was Sunday. Today was Wednesday! She took one this morning, but she was worried.

Yet, she had taken several sick days this year already. She would get docked pay if she took another one so soon.

Maybe the officer wouldn’t be there tonight. Or she could refuse him – supposedly, she was allowed to. Though, she had heard several waitresses scolded for refusing generous tips for the extra attention Rowdies was famous for!

She went to work anyway and changed into her skimpy uniform. She felt a mixture of feelings, she felt exposed, but also quite turned on. She also felt a sense of danger in that she didn’t know if she was adequately protected against an intimate encounter.

“Dat officer is here again tonight!” Sarah told her. “He’s at one of yer tables as well! I guess ya didn’t scare him off too bad!”

“I guess not!” Renee replied, wishing she had called in sick.

“Be nice ta him. Maybe he’ll tip ya well!”

“He did last time.”

“See? Be nice. Don’t send him away widout buyin’ anyteen!”

“I’ll try,” Renee replied. She wanted to go home. If she did, she might lose her job – especially with little reason. She wasn’t sick and she couldn’t just keep avoiding her work if she wanted to keep this job. Maybe he wouldn’t want her tonight.

She took a deep breath and went out into the restaurant, keeping her smile on her face. As it turned out, she couldn’t even put it off as her other tables were still empty, it being early in the evening.

“What can I get ya?” she asked.

“I tink ya already know da answer ta dat,” he replied with a lustful grin. “Did ya stop takin’ yer pills?”

“I forgot two days,” she replied honestly, trying not to notice that he was nursing his erection as he talked to her.

“Oh, goody! I have need of ya!” He grabbed her arm and pulled her to him. “Face me dis time, if ya would,” he told her.

Renee had no choice as he pulled her onto his lap, her legs forced around him. His quick fingers pulled the fabric of her thong aside as she sat, his manhood penetrating deep into her body.

He cupped her chin and pulled her mouth against his. His mouth devoured hers, his tongue deep inside her mouth just as his manhood moved deeply within her chasm.

He tasted good, she realized immediately. She didn’t fight his kisses, nor did she fight the thrusting into her from below. He guided her to rock across him, which she did.

“Yer body wants my baby,” he told her between kisses. “It’s slippery an’ warm, jis’ ready fer my seed ta plant widin ya. Ya missin’ yer pills was yer subconscious wantin’ a baby.”

She bit back her cry of denial. She didn’t want a baby – not now, not with a stranger! But she was no longer in control of her fate. This handsome police officer had every intention of taking advantage of her two-day lapse.

“Faster,” he commanded her.

Renee obeyed, rocking harder and faster on him, wondering if she would be the next waitress with a rounded belly. She supposed she could keep working – she wouldn’t even have to take any more pills if she fell pregnant.

“Keep goin’!” he told her. “Yah! Keep goin’! I will plant my seed inside ya! Make a baby widin ya!”

Renee cried out with unexpected arousal. As if he was right and her body was asking to be bred. She felt her body tensing as she thought about his desire to impregnate her… right now. All at once, her body released and she rode the intense waves of pleasure into the officer’s strong arms.

A moment later, his moans met hers. He helped her, rocking her that last bit as he pulsed inside her, injecting her with his hot molten life juice.

She collapsed into his arms, unable to function right now, having lost all control of her body.

“I tink yer body likes da idea of bein’ preggo,” the officer said. “I hope I do it fer ya.”

Renee wasn’t even sure how to reply. How could she feel so satisfied right now when she could have just been impregnated?

He showed her three $50 bills and stuffed them into her top. “Ya deserve a raise,” he told her, pushing a paper napkin between her legs as he helped her up off him.

“Are ya gonna order anyteen?” she asked. “I got scolded fer ya not orderin’ last time.”

“I feel like a juicy steak!” he told her. “Maybe a dessert too – whatever ya want!”

Renee blushed, not used to being treated like this.

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Just what he’d needed! John took another bite of the steak, which was almost as tasty as the blonde waitress had proven to be again. He had heard that Muslims could take four wives. He wished he could get away with that here. He’d keep Trish, Missy, Molly and try to get Renee as well. Of course, that would get expensive too. Trish was always moaning at how much it cost to raise the kids – even with the government assistance they had. He should find a good way for her to make money from home… That would help her even more. And maybe he could get Missy and Molly to try it as well. The more they could provide for themselves, the more he’d have to spend on waitresses!

Traffic stops were better though – it didn’t cost him a cent. Especially if they didn’t know who he was. He could have his fun, leave a deposit, and they’d get spared a ticket. Like Sami earlier. She ran into his SUV! Actually, he believed her story, but it still made the perfect excuse to screw her. He’d honor his promise though. He wasn’t a complete jerk!

He’d go back to Trish tonight. He didn’t want to face Molly just yet – he wanted to do that at work without Missy around to run interference.

His dessert came. He grinned at Renee, and invited her to sit and enjoy it. It was the least he could do for pouring his seed into her, when she had forgotten her pills for two days. He reckoned she wouldn’t forget again soon.

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