Ken and I are in his car coming back to work from lunch. An amazing blond girl rides by on bike. She and we both stop at a red light. The view is… stunning.
I carefully roll up my window just in case I say something she might hear. I say something about her ass.
She reaches back and grabs her own ass… no, wait, she’s pulling out her cell phone, sliding it from the confines of her pocket.
“Weird, I wouldn’t have thought she could fit a cell phone in those tight jeans,” I say to Ken.
Ken looks at me, aghast, and rolls up his window.
I bust out laughing. “Did she hear me?” I ask.
Ken just keeps looking straight ahead, trying not to stare, trying not to care if we got caught looking or not. “Is it getting hot in here now?”