Cooperate

You immediately zip up your pants, stuffing your dick into your jeans awkwardly as Jess buttons her shirt. You roll down the window quickly and prepare to lose most of your dignity with a ticket for indecent exposure.

“Hey, John. I was going to ask why you were pulled over on the side of the road, but I think I'll save you the embarrassment. How've you been.” You groan. Of all the people to pull you over.

You hear Jess's sneer without looking for it. “Hello, Dave.” Dave is a friend from college; he dropped out and became a local police officer. While he's a good guy, and you'd trust him with your life, you wouldn't trust him with anybody under 21. A collegiate friend described Dave the week before he dropped out as a man with (and you've always remembered this quote) “the basest appetites; a caveman would balk at Dave's manners and mind.”

“Hey Jess. Looks like you did a nice job there,” he says casually, though he emphasizes the word 'job' more than necessary. “Any chance you can give me a hummer, too?” Jess is nearly shaking with anger and you turn up and glare at Dave.

“Aw, fuck, John. I'm just joshin' ya. Still, she looks pretty good at sucking dick. Might want to keep each other around. Hey, we're having a pool party tonight, over at my place. Figured I'd invite you while you were hanging out.” Dave gives a chuckle, and Jess shakes her head in disgust. “Well, we'll start at 8. Just come if you want to.. Well, show up, maybe's the better word.”

“We'll see, Dave. Thanks for the invite.” Dave nods, recognizing, at the very least that you are ready to leave. Dave walks away, but not before shouting to Jess “Clothing optional!” Jess shakes her head.

“Fuck, I hate that guy,” she hisses. You nod, pretty peeved. Dave is known, however, for throwing amazing parties. You wonder idly if Jess would be willing to attend.