A cop

"Sir? Miss?" the man asks, muffled by the glass between you and him. You and Alex both rush to cover yourselves as you turn to look at him. Out the window, you see that he's wearing a police uniform. Shit. "I'm going to need you roll down the window." Alex quickly does as he's asked. The window down, the cop continues. "Please remove your keys from the ignition and hand them to me." Alex stammers agreement and reaches with one hand to the front seat of the car, continuing to cover his crotch with the other. He pulls the keys out of the steering column and hands them to the officer.

"Now that I know you can't drive away, I'm going to need you to put your clothes back on and step out of the vehicle," the officer demands, before adding, "Both of you."

You both spend a few minutes straightening out your clothes before you exit Alex's car. "Alright," the policeman says as you emerge, "both of you come to the back of the vehicle here, faced toward it." You do as you're instructed.

You hear the sound of footsteps on gravel behind you. The cop grabs Alex's hands and puts them on the trunk of the car. You look back at him, but he barks "Face forward!" You snap your head back to your front. Out of the corner of your eye, you could see the cop's hands pat down Alex's sides.

"What am I going to do with you two?" the cop wonders aloud. "See, I was on my way home from work when I see you pulled over on the side of the road." He continues patting lower down Alex's sides. "I figured I'd stop and see what was wrong, maybe call you a tow truck if needed." His hands are out of view now, having moved down below Alex's knees. "Instead, I find you two lovebirds making hanky panky in the backseat of your car." He steps behind you now, placing your hands on the trunk as well he puts his hands on your hips and begins working up your torso. "Now, I should bring you both in for public indecency. Some time in jail, probably a couple thousand bucks in fines... But being off duty right now," his hands are at the upper trim of your tank top; they move onwards, "I could be convinced to let you two go." His hands are now on your breasts, groping them roughly. "Not even wearing a bra," he mutters to himself.

"B-b-but-" you stammer, now looking down at his hands on your chest. "I could report you, you know!"

"Sure," he says, not stopping his hand's ministrations. "But since I'm off duty, my car's camera is off. There's no recording." He pinches your nipples through your top. You stifle a moan. "Who do you think they'll believe, the word of a cop, or the word of someone caught having sex in the back of their car?"

You look over at Alex, worry in your eyes. He's looking back at you, mouthing "do it." You shoot him a glare. Alex says aloud softly, "I don't want to get arrested."

"Alright, alright," the cop says. "How about you, miss? Want to make a deal?"

You fume at Alex for a moment before responding. "Fine. I guess I can give you a blowjob or something."

"You're on the right track..." the officer says, removing one hand from your breast, "but it's going to take a little more convincing than that..." his hand cups your crotch. Your shorts are once again not on straight, and your pussy is hanging out of one of the leg holes -- his fingers land directly on your slick folds. "Looks like you're already warmed up and ready to go," he says as he slips a finger into you.