A few weeks ago, my boyfriend and I were on a long drive, and I decided to give him head while he was driving. We thought we were being careful, but apparently not careful enough, because out of nowhere we saw flashing lights behind us. A cop had noticed something and pulled us over.
I tried to act normal, sat up straight, and denied everything. “We weren’t doing anything,” I insisted. But then he pointed to our camera on the dash and asked to review the most recent footage. I felt my stomach drop. I had no choice but to let him see it. He watched the last few moments of our recording, and I swear I saw him blush.
He quickly handed me back the camera and gave us a fine, but not before clearing his throat awkwardly and avoiding eye contact. Honestly, the whole thing was mortifying at the time, but now I can’t help but laugh about it. Part of me thinks he didn’t just watch for “proof”—I’m pretty sure he got a bit flustered watching it, too.
