or car, to visit landmarks and museums, and she wanted to jump out of planes and deep-sea dive. She still seemed interested in what I wanted, but I was still worried about whether she would be happy if I only supported her in her adventures but did not accompany her on them.
We drove home right as the sun was setting. We had the windows down, blasting country music. She was singing along with her feet hanging out the window. She laid her head on my arm, and I quickly wrapped my arm around her.
The drive home went surprisingly fast, so when we pulled up at her studio I didn't really know how to end the night. Turning into the parking lot of her yoga studio, I slid the car into an empty space near the back. The parking lot was still bustling, even after dark people were entering the gym in crowds. I turned to my beautiful passenger and said, "Thanks for the trip, I had a good time. And you looked amazing in that swimsuit." I flashed a wide grin not able to hide my excitement.
"Yeah." She smiled. "You said that a few times" She was still holding tightly to my arm when she laid a long lingering kiss on me. She splayed her fingers on my neck and gently pulled herself over the shifter and onto my lap.
She tasted like the mint-flavored gum she had popped in her mouth a few minutes before, and I had no doubt that she had planned all this from the moment she got in the car. I liked it, but I wondered if under that adventurous carefree attitude, if she didn't have some sort of motive behind it all.
Maybe I was just looking for reasons to doubt her. After all, she didn't know about my money or my parents company, so what did she stand to gain? I had planned to tell the girls more about who I was after our third date if we managed to make it for three dates.
I snapped out of my thoughts and realized that we had stopped kissing. She had moved down my neck and was slipping her hands under my shirt. She hadn't taken the time to change fully; she had only put on a short bright red cloth cover-up shirt instead.
I ran my hand up one smooth silky thigh, and she moaned into my throat. She was arching her back and moving her hips over my jeans, and I grew tense. It’s not like I didn't want her because I did, but I wasn't feeling it with her. She was gorgeous and sexy, but something was off, and I wasn't ready to take this on in a crowded parking lot where she worked. Sounds ridiculous, right?
She leaned back and lifted up her cover up and the goods that came spilling out just about changed my mind.
Jenna smiled as I admired her perfect body. My hands slid up the inside of her thighs. This chick had more toned lean muscle than I had ever encountered, and there was a part of me, a growing part of me, that wanted to see how tight she could squeeze. Jenna reached down for my pants, and I almost let it happen.
"Jenna, wait." I wanted to kick myself for what I was about to do. I could only see the shadows walking by the car as the windows had already fogged up. It wasn't exactly a mystery as to what was happening. Jenna leaned back against the steering wheel and gave me a confused look.
"What's wrong?" she said. Her voice was so raspy, and she was still breathing hard from the adrenaline.
"I don't have any protection." It was the first thing that came to my mind. It was also a lie, but she didn't need to know that.
She looked pissed. "Okay then." She climbed off my lap leaving me with a sudden chill. She grabbed her stuff and reached for the door. "So I guess I'll see you later." I could see her eyes roll from the other side of the car, and it was really annoying.
"Whoa there! What's wrong?" I had made up my mind up already, but I needed this confirmation.
"I don't know. I thought we were having a good time and now you are just blowing me off?" Her frustration showed in her posture and her attitude. "You know what, it's whatever. I don't have time to talk you into to having a good time." The way she emphasized the 'talk' part sounded
We drove home right as the sun was setting. We had the windows down, blasting country music. She was singing along with her feet hanging out the window. She laid her head on my arm, and I quickly wrapped my arm around her.
The drive home went surprisingly fast, so when we pulled up at her studio I didn't really know how to end the night. Turning into the parking lot of her yoga studio, I slid the car into an empty space near the back. The parking lot was still bustling, even after dark people were entering the gym in crowds. I turned to my beautiful passenger and said, "Thanks for the trip, I had a good time. And you looked amazing in that swimsuit." I flashed a wide grin not able to hide my excitement.
"Yeah." She smiled. "You said that a few times" She was still holding tightly to my arm when she laid a long lingering kiss on me. She splayed her fingers on my neck and gently pulled herself over the shifter and onto my lap.
She tasted like the mint-flavored gum she had popped in her mouth a few minutes before, and I had no doubt that she had planned all this from the moment she got in the car. I liked it, but I wondered if under that adventurous carefree attitude, if she didn't have some sort of motive behind it all.
Maybe I was just looking for reasons to doubt her. After all, she didn't know about my money or my parents company, so what did she stand to gain? I had planned to tell the girls more about who I was after our third date if we managed to make it for three dates.
I snapped out of my thoughts and realized that we had stopped kissing. She had moved down my neck and was slipping her hands under my shirt. She hadn't taken the time to change fully; she had only put on a short bright red cloth cover-up shirt instead.
I ran my hand up one smooth silky thigh, and she moaned into my throat. She was arching her back and moving her hips over my jeans, and I grew tense. It’s not like I didn't want her because I did, but I wasn't feeling it with her. She was gorgeous and sexy, but something was off, and I wasn't ready to take this on in a crowded parking lot where she worked. Sounds ridiculous, right?
She leaned back and lifted up her cover up and the goods that came spilling out just about changed my mind.
Jenna smiled as I admired her perfect body. My hands slid up the inside of her thighs. This chick had more toned lean muscle than I had ever encountered, and there was a part of me, a growing part of me, that wanted to see how tight she could squeeze. Jenna reached down for my pants, and I almost let it happen.
"Jenna, wait." I wanted to kick myself for what I was about to do. I could only see the shadows walking by the car as the windows had already fogged up. It wasn't exactly a mystery as to what was happening. Jenna leaned back against the steering wheel and gave me a confused look.
"What's wrong?" she said. Her voice was so raspy, and she was still breathing hard from the adrenaline.
"I don't have any protection." It was the first thing that came to my mind. It was also a lie, but she didn't need to know that.
She looked pissed. "Okay then." She climbed off my lap leaving me with a sudden chill. She grabbed her stuff and reached for the door. "So I guess I'll see you later." I could see her eyes roll from the other side of the car, and it was really annoying.
"Whoa there! What's wrong?" I had made up my mind up already, but I needed this confirmation.
"I don't know. I thought we were having a good time and now you are just blowing me off?" Her frustration showed in her posture and her attitude. "You know what, it's whatever. I don't have time to talk you into to having a good time." The way she emphasized the 'talk' part sounded
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