One of my friends, Diane had suggested a couple of us go for a picnic in the park. It sounded like a fine idea, and I decided to see if this chick I've been seeing, Sue wanted to come along. I didn't particularly need a date, but I figured we could have a relaxing afternoon then maybe come back to our place and fuck.
We were all meeting at the house and Diane, Mark and Dan arrived early. When I told Diane I'd invited Sue, she suggested we could have fun in the park and that she should probably dress appropriately. Rather than suggest what she should wear, I just texted her to bring a crappy old pair of jeans that we could cut up into short shorts.
I'd been in the kitchen and heard the front door close. I went through to the living room and saw Sue with Stan. She was wearing a thin looking summer dress and holding a pair of jeans.
"Hi there," I said.
"Hi all," she said.
"You brought some jeans," I said, "great."
I held my hand out and she gave them to me.
I went to the kitchen and got a pair of scissors.
"OK," I said when I got back to the living room, "take your dress off."
She just looked at me.
"C'mon," I said, "I've had this great idea, and it's not like everybody hasn't already seen you naked anyway."
She pulled her dress off, leaving her in her thong and sneakers. Self consciously, she covered her tits which I thought was kind of sweet.
I looked at the jeans. First, I cut off the waist band.
"Here," I said to her, "put these on."
She took her sneakers off and put the jeans on.
"They look great."
I ran my hands over the front of the legs, measuring them, then had her take them off again. This time I cut the legs off just under the front pockets and handed them back to her.
She put them on.
"I reckon we could get those shorter," I said, and Dan and Diane agreed.
She took the shorts off again. This time I cut the legs just under the back pockets
She put them on again and they looked better.
"You should wear those today," said Diane.
"That's all well and good," Sue said, "but I don't have a top to wear."
"You can wear one of mine," I said and went to get her one.
I handed it to her and she put it on. I went over to her with the scissors.
"Arms up," I told her.
I made a little cut on the side where it would still cover her tits.
"Hand it back," I said.
I cut it straight across and handed it back to her. She put it back on and it looked great.
"I feel like I'm hardly covered," she said.
"Sure you are," I said. "You look great."
"One thing," I said. I pulled the straps of her thong up so they were visible.
"That's better," I said, "let's go."
Everybody collected their stuff and Sue sat down and put her sneakers back on.
We headed out of the door, Sue dropped her dress off in her car and we walked to the park. Stan pulled the cooler on wheels behind him.
At the park, there were a few people - college kids sunning themselves, some people walking dogs, teenagers showing off to girls, that sort of thing. There were some cute girls sunbathing in tiny bikinis which I'm all in favor of - I did try and look at them from behind my sunnies without being too obvious.
I spread out the blanket on the ground and Stan put the cooler at one end.
Stan opened the cooler and pulled out bottles of beer, handing them around as everybody settled down.
Sue sat next to me and drank beer, listening but not speaking much.
I finished my beer and grabbed Sue's hand to get up.
"C'mon, let's play frisbee."
I tossed the empty bottle to Stan as he likes to recycle and he dropped it in the cooler.
Sue went to hand her half finished bottle to Stan.
"Chug it," I said and waited for her to empty the bottle before handing it to Stan.
We headed out towards an empty area and split up about 30' apart.
I threw the frisbee to her and she caught it and threw it back.
I threw it back and this time aimed high so she had to raise her arms to catch it. Having caught it, she pulled her shirt down before throwing it back to me.
A couple of throws later I threw the frisbee to land by her feet and when she bent down to retrieve it her tits fell out of her shirt. When she stood up and covered up, the zip on her shorts was all the way down and her thong was visible but she was more bothered about her tits. It took her a few more throws before she noticed the zip was down and pulled it back up.
I was teasing her and my throws got less and less accurate, meaning she stretched out to catch the frisbee exposing her tits and the zip kept coming down.
She called out that she wanted to rest so we gave up on the game and walked back to the group.
Stan passed us a beer each and Diane took the frisbee and went to play with Dan and Mark.
We sat and drank our beer and watched them playing for a while.
A cop on a bicycle cycled around, talking to the occasional groups as he worked his way around eventually getting to us.
"Miss, you're not supposed to have an open alcoholic container in the park."
Sue turned and looked at him. "Oh my god, I didn't realize, I'm sorry."
He looked at Stand and me. "You two too."
We hid our bottles under the blanket.
"Can I see some ID?" the cop asked.
He reached out to take our IDs and I noticed Sue looking at him approvingly. I watched her until she noticed me looking, then she looked away, embarrassed.
The cop checked our IDs and handed Stan and mine back.
"Miss, you're the oldest here, so I guess you're in charge?"
"Not really," she said, pointing to me. "That'd be him."
"Just wait here a minute," he said and he wandered back to his parked bike and talked on his radio for a few minutes.
"I'll let you guys off with a warning," the cop said as he came back, "I don't want to give you a misdemeanor charge or anything. But pour your beer into a cup, or put it in a bag. Don't just drink it out of the bottle."
She smiled at him as she took her ID back.
"I'm sure Sue here would love to thank you properly," I told him.
The cop glanced at me, then looked back at Sue. Then he looked around the park for a few seconds, then looked straight at her.
"If you mean what I think he means, I can meet you over at the bathrooms in about ten minutes."
He glanced over to a little brick building on one side of the park. She followed his gaze, then looked back at him. He smiled and walked back to his bike.
"Thanks, you tool," she said to me.
"I saw how you were looking at him," I told her, "you liiiiiiike him."
She sighed.
"You should go over there," I said, "I'd hate for you to disappoint him."
She got up and finished her beer, giving Stan the bottle.
"Do I look OK?"
Stan nodded. She turned and made her way over to the bathroom block. We watched her as she waited for the cop to cycle back over.
He opened the door to one of the restrooms and wheeled his bike in. She followed him in and the door closed.
Diane, Mark and Dan came over to see what was going on.
"What do you think she's doing?" Stan asked me.
"I'd guess she's probably sucking his dick."
"Let's go and see," Diane said.
Stan and I collected our stuff and got up. Once we got to the bathrooms, we stood around, looking at each other. Diane went to the door and put her ear against it like she was going to be able to hear something.
Suddenly the door opened, almost knocking Diane over.
The cop wheeled his bike out, saddled up and rode away. Sue looked flustered and I could see she had flecks of cum on her face.
"Wow," said Diane, leaning in and making a big deal about sniffing the cum on Sue's face, "did you just blow him?"
