Anyone for Tennis?

Jane was having a bad day, and not even an afternoon at the country club had helped her mood.

From the stupid girl at the coffee shop who had given her the wrong milk to her lazy, feckless staff at the advertising agency, and now the hapless halfwits working in the club, she had been simply surrounded by idiots all day.

As if it wasn’t bad enough that there weren’t any parking spaces close to the entrance, forcing her to leave her BMW in front of the main doors, now the girl at the main desk was trying to tell Jane that the loss of her belongings was not the responsibility of the club. Jane had met her good friend, Ashley, for a tennis game. Jane had won easily, as usual, and of course had taken the opportunity to rub it in.

But then, whilst showering after the game, Jane’s Gucci sports bag had gone missing from the locker room. Everything was gone: car keys, house keys, purse, all of her clothes except for her little tennis dress. Simple-minded Ashley, who had been there the whole time, didn’t even see the thief who had taken Jane’s belongings.

‘I really am surrounded by idiots!’ Jane exclaimed, pulling the short white dress over her head, tugging at the hem to maintain some dignity as she carefully walked to the main desk. The cool air breezed over her skin, still damp from the shower, and by the time she arrived at reception her nipples were hard and her bare pussy was tingling from the water droplets dribbling down her toned body and between her firm legs.

Jane made quite the fuss, drawing a crowd of onlookers as she threatened to sue the club. How dare they have such lax security? She demanded access to the CCTV. She threatened to call the police and have the place shut down unless they found her bag. She didn’t want to draw a crowd, not with her pleated skirt only just covering her bare ass and pussy, but she wasn’t going to take this lying down. Ashley was no use, just standing in the corner on her phone. The silly cow had better be calling a taxi, thought Jane.

Just as Jane was really losing her temper with the girl at the counter, two cops walked calmy in. ‘Thank god,’ shouted Jane, ‘these people have stolen all of my stuff!’ She stamped her feet, gesturing wildly at the receptionist, completely forgetting in the heat of the moment to keep her dress pulled down.

‘Ma’am, I’m going to need you to calm down,’ drawled the taller of the two cops. Jane was incensed that they hadn’t already arrested the idiot behind the desk.

‘Calm down!? Why aren’t you doing anything? You two are just as stupid as everybody else here!’ Jane stamped her feet again, pointing at the cops. ‘Fucking useless, all of you!’

Before she could react, Jane was spun around with her hands behind her back, and the gathered crowd chuckled as she felt the handcuffs close around her wrists. The cops held her tightly by the arms and led her outside into the bright sunlight.

‘Ashley! Ashley, do something!’ Jane cried out as the crowd followed her out, laughing and cheering as she was bent forward over the hood of the patrol car. ‘Stay there,’ ordered the tall cop before they left her to interview the onlookers.

Jane’s cheeks flushed as she felt a breeze lift the hem of her dress. She just knew that in this position everybody could see her pussy and her ass. She remained in position as ordered, calling out for Ashley to help her, at least to cover her up or shield her from view. Where the hell was Ashley, anyway? As she waited for the cops to return she heard the crowd laughing and cheering when the breeze ruffled and lifted the light fabric, exposing her ass even more to everybody gathered around.