"L-Lovers!" Lil squeaked out.

As they spun through the revolving door leading into the parking ramp entrance, Rebecca Gamble softly asked, "So are you girls lovers, or just adventurous?"

"L-Lovers!" Lil squeaked out.

Bernie felt her face grow warm. Lil, with her fair complexion, showed a definite blush on her face. Rather than protest that her boyfriend's sister was lying, Bernie went along with it, and more. She rubbed Lil's bottom and gave her butt cheek a squeeze. Lil giggled nervously.

"How sweet!" Ms. Gamble said. "Let's go, girls!" She tossed her head and her feathered brown hair danced with the motion. She led the way into the parking garage and a short distance to an alcove holding low-slung, dark blue sedan whose smooth streamlines looked melted from hot metal in a wind tunnel.

Bernie blinked at the car. "What's that?" she asked.

Rebecca laughed and said, "Everyone asks. It's an Amp Electra. Fully electric. More acceleration than anything gas-fueled. Not that I have to use that. Not often. Do you want to stop for a drink, on the way to my house, girls?" Rebecca asked.

"Um, I'm only 19," Lil said.

Rebecca Gamble laughed. "We'll go straight to my place then," she said. "Why don't you girls slip in back together and start warming up?" She popped the locks with her remote control and opened the door for Bernie and Lil. She smiled her bright, familiar, famous smile, but unlike on TV, her eyes were hooded with lust. "I think I'm ahead of you girls." She licked her lips and brushed back a lock of her feathered brown hair. Her silver earring gleamed. "Get in, girls," she said, shooing them inside.

Lil and Bernie slid into the back seat of the exotic car. It was not spacious like a luxury sedan, but they were comfortable.

Lil moved to close the door. "Wait a moment," Rebecca said. "I have something to amuse you girls until we get to my place." The stylish television newscaster looked round the garage. She turned her back to the girls, lifted her navy blue skirt and bent forward. Lil gasped as Rebecca Gamble presented her rear end to them. The sheer white silk of Rebecca's panties revealed everything through a misty screen. Lil could clearly follow the lines of her muscular, toned buttocks, the crease of her ass, and the dark of her bush. And even more clearly, the folds of her vulva, stuck to the panties in a patch of their own wetness. The tops of her tan nylon stockings were plainly visible.

Bernie's eyes widened and she breathed quickly with her own rising excitement. She looked at her boyfriend's sister -- she wanted to be sure it was still good for her -- and smiled, seeing Lil's parted lips and fascinated stare.

Rebecca Gamble swiftly hooked her thumbs in the waistband of her panties and skinned them down, giving the girls a flash of her bare butt and deep pink, glisteningly moist pussy lips. She turned and straightened. "Here, girls!" she says, tossing the damp white panties to Lillian. Lil squeaked and caught them.

Ms. Gamble eased herself into the front seat. The car turned on and rolled silently out of the space and out of the parking structure. She put on gold-rimmed sunglasses as they emerged into the bright, hot summer day.

"Strap in girls, we're on our way!" Rebecca called. She floored the accelerator and the car took off like a rocket, pressing Lil and Bernie back into their seats.

Lil found she was still clutching Rebecca Gamble's white silk panties with the wet pussy track in the crotch. It felt tremendously exciting, but kind of weird. She looked at Bernie. Bernie smiled.