He looked at me puzzled, but eventually grabbed my hand

Last May, I was back in Boulder to party with my friends for graduation (I had graduated the previous December and moved away). We wasted no time in getting back to partying. It was Thursday night, and as usual, we were winding down the night at the Foundry.

The bar was closing and the bouncers were herding everyone toward the door. Still two-fisting it, I had an excuse, so the bouncers allowed me and my friends to stand by the door while I chugged my beers. We were standing there, and as I surveyed the people leaving, I noticed two cops standing inside to make sure everything went smoothly. One of these cops was HOT! I must have seen him at the same time that my friend Janet did, because she said outloud, "That cop is so hot!"

So there we were, staring at this mouthwatering Boulder cop, and we became convinced he was looking at us. I told Janet that I was going to go talk to him, and she asked me what I was going to say. When I told her I didn't know, she said, "No way. I dare you."

So I walked up to this cop, and he looked a little nervous, like he thought I was going to start something. I maintained eye contact with him and simply extended my hand for him to shake it. He looked at me puzzled, but eventually grabbed my hand. When he did, I pulled him close to me and whispered in his ear, "Just so you know-- you can handcuff me anytime."

I smiled at him and sort of seductively rubbed his fingers for a moment before I walked away.

Well, my friends were cheering me on, and Janet was laughing her ass off. I grabbed my two beers, and looked back at the hottie cop. He was bright red, shaking his head and smiling. The cop next to him asked him what I said, and when he leaned in to tell him, the other cop started laughing.

The next night we kept an eye out for him, but didn't see him. I'll be back in Boulder next May, and maybe then he'll take me up on my offer!