All Good Things Come To An End

Emma, horny as she was, was still a bit too sober for anything this public. She broke off the kiss, wiggling her ass in Ian's hands for a second, then pushed away.

"That was so hot, but we're in the middle of a public place," She started, feeling a bit embarrassed now.

Ian nodded his agreement. "I know. It's easy to get carried away with you, Emma. You're one of those girls that could easily get a guy to do stupid, and dangerous, things."

"Like fuck on a park bench?" She teased.

Ian looked hopeful for a second, then adjusted the painfully obvious hard-on in his pants. "Yes. Easily. You say rob a bank on the way home and I'll ask 'with or without masks'."

Emma laughed, "Sweet, goodbye student loans!"

Ian joined in on her laughter.

The pair decided to walk back to the car, hand-in-hand, stealing small kisses on the way.

There was no bank robbery, or anything else illegal on the ride home. Just plans to hang out again, discussions of what might happen between them after the week was through, and joking around. Back at the lake house, they kissed once more, then before she got too excited Emma left the car.