The police.

Carrie freezes with your dick buried all of the way in her mouth and looks up at you with curious eyes. The doorbell rings again. Your girlfriend groans in disappointment as you dislodge yourself from her mouth and get up off of the bed. From your bedroom, you can peek out of the window and look down to see who is at the front door. Oh shit. It's the cops. Two of them, a man and a woman, stand at the door. Their car is behind yours in the driveway. You watch as the female cop reaches out and rings the doorbell again. The sound echoes through your quiet house.

You turn to Carrie and whisper, "It's the cops. Someone must have called them when you were outside."

Her interest piqued, your girlfriend walks over and joins you at the window.

She whispers back, "What do you want to do?"

You smirk at her and say, "I want you to go answer the door."

She gets an excited look on her face.

"What should I say?"

"Whatever you want. See if you can find out who called them."

Already walking out of the bedroom, Carrie says, "Oh I think I already know that."

You follow her to the front door and find a good hiding spot around a corner. You can see Carrie but anyone outside of the door wouldn't be able to see you. She gives you one last playful look before swinging open the door.

Beaming at the just out of sight cops, she says, "Good evening, officers! What can I do for you?"

Clearly surprised and flustered, the voice of the male cop says, "Yes... uhhh… ma'am where are your clothes?"

"I don't wear any. What's the reason for this visit, if I may ask?"

He continues, "Well... we uhhh… got a call that a naked woman was wandering around outside of this house. By the looks of it, that must have been you."

"Yes it was. I wasn't wandering, though. I was just checking the mail and getting something out of my car. It's not like I was bothering anyone."

For the first time, the female office speaks, "Why don't you wear clothes? You a nudist or something?"

With a straight face, Carrie says, "It's against my religion."

You have to fight back a laugh as to not reveal yourself.

Sarcasm in her voice, the female cop says, "Riiiiight… sure it is..."

Carrie crosses her arms under her marvelous breasts and says with mock offense, "Am I not allowed to freely practice my religion?"

"Well, your religion conflicts with public decency laws. If a private citizen complains, you can be charged with a misdemeanor."

Carrie extends her arms, wrists together, towards the police officers.

"Well then arrest me."

The male officer jumps back in and says, "Ma'am we aren't going to arrest you. This is just a warning, okay?"

Still holding her arms out ready to be handcuffed, Carrie says, "Well you can tell Ms. Ray next door that I'm going to keep walking around naked. If she has a problem with it, she can talk to me or my boyfriend."

"Ma'am, don't make us come back here. Could we talk to this boyfriend for a moment? Wait... he isn't naked too, is he?"

"Well you two very rudely interrupted us while we were having sex, so yeah, he is naked."

"Just forget it... Look, stay inside of the house from now on. Okay? We have more important things to do than check on naked girls getting the mail."

"Tell that to Ms. Ray."

The male officer sighs and says, "Goodnight, Ma'am."

You hear them walk away and Carrie shuts the door. With a huge grin on her face, she skips over to you and wraps her arms around you in a tight hug.

"That was sooooo exciting."

"You handled that amazingly well. You really think it was Ms. Ray who called the cops?"

"She definitely seems like the type. I bet she spies on people out of her windows and just looks for the opportunity to stick her nose where it doesn't belong."

Ms. Ray is your prudish neighbor. She's around 50 and lives alone. Probably with like 20 cats if you had to guess. Honestly, she isn't bad looking. It's everything else about her that sucks.

Erection pressed firmly against her stomach, you ask Carrie, "Want me to go talk to her?"

"That doesn't sound like much fun. It would be better if I did it."