Alt Scene 1

***** This scene is NON-CANON. It would take place when David and Lisa are in the car together waiting for the Coffee Shop to open. *****

"What are you getting this time?" I asked, Lisa as we pulled out of the driveway.

"Probably that toasted marshmallow latte," she replied. "The one that Lauren got. That was so good."

"Nice." There was a brief moment of silence as I figured Lisa would ask me what I was planning to order. She had other things on her mind.

"I'm sorry about how I acted the other night," she said. "You know, on the ride home and all."

"It's OK," I said. I forced a slight laugh that came out awkward.

"I just was... frustrated. And confused. Not at you. Just... at the whole situation. Like, how that cop showed up right as... well, you know." She looked at me, her dark eyes melting my soul. "I was so horny and I really wanted to go through with it then we got interrupted right as it was about to happen. It was just very frustrating. Then I started to wonder if I had made a mistake. Like, was anyone else really planning on going all the way like that? I didn't even think about what you must be thinking and how my reaction must have made you feel until you said something in the driveway. I felt awful. I really did have a great time. And I know that nobody else went all the way, but I would have been OK with it if we did."

I smiled, trying to come up with something to say.

"I'm sort of hoping we still might," Lisa said with a smirk.

"Something tells me we could probably make that happen," I said.

When we pulled up to the coffee shop, there wasn't a car in the lot. The lights seemed to be off and, as we got closer, we saw a sign that said "Closed" hanging in the window.

"You've got to be kidding me," I said. I parked the car and hopped out, walking up to the door. The letters printed on the door said:

Mon-Wed: 7am-4pm

Thur: 9am-2pm

Fri: CLOSED

Sat/Sun: 7am-4pm

"Fuck," I groaned, looking at my phone. It was 8:30. I got back in the car and dialed Chelsea.

"Hey!" she answered, clearly on speaker phone. I could hear Robert and Chris goofing off in the background. "Did you forget our orders?"

"No," I replied. "I've got them written down. The place doesn't open until 9 though."

"Oh, that sucks! Just forget about it and come back. We'll figure it out. There's enough here to pick around."

"Nah," I said. "It's only a half hour. We can wait. It's not a huge deal. We'll get the first fresh cups of coffee they serve."

"OK. We'll see you when you get down here. We'll probably be at the beach already. Thanks for grabbing everything. You're the best. Love you!"

"Love you too," I said right before hanging up the phone. I looked at Lisa.

"So, looks like we've got a half hour to kill. We could check out the pet store next store or there's a surf shop across the street or-"

Lisa cut me off. Not with words but with a look. I'm not sure she was even trying to cut me off but somehow I could tell from her face that she wanted me to stop suggesting things and I could tell exactly what she wanted and I could tell that she knew that, despite suggesting other options, I wanted the exact same thing.

"Pull around the side, in the back corner over there," Lisa instructed, pointing out directions. I nearly peeled out, backing up quickly then speeding around the corner to the furthest spot from the coffee shop entrance. It wasn't secluded but it would do. I barely got the car in Park before Lisa attacked me.

DING! DING!

"Fuck," I groaned as Lisa's lips assaulted mine. The kiss was many things but patient was not one. Our tongues swirled across each others' lips and chins, barely even trying to contain ourselves.

DING! DING!

"Goddammit."

"What is that?" Lisa asked.

"It's the stupid seatbelt thing because we didn't buckle up for the two fucking seconds we were driving to this spot. I need to turn the car off to stop it." I hit the button on the dash to turn the car off then depressed the brake and hit it again to turn the car back on. While I was doing so, Lisa hopped out of the car.

"Where are you-?"

Then she hopped back into the backseat.

"Oh," I said. "Well, I'm coming through the seats this time."

That turned out to be a huge mistake as I ended up kicking the horn and then the air conditioning button, turning it up to full blast.

Lisa giggled uncontrollably as I stuffed myself, face-first into the backseat, grabbing at anything I could to pull myself upright.

"Nailed it," I said.

"Oh, you think that was nai-" I cut her off with a kiss, this time more passionate but still full of desperation. Our mouths opened and our tongues collided. Our hands simultaneously shot to each other's shorts, working open any buttons and zippers they may have had. I stuffed two fingers into the front of Lisa's panties. Lisa forced her hand into my fly, grabbing my cock through my boxers while she searched frantically for the opening.

Just as she pulled my cock through the hole and began jerking...

Fuck

And I slipped my hand up her shirt to grab two massive handfuls of bikini-clad tit...

Fuck yes

Lisa opened her eyes and shouted.

"Fuck!"

"What?" I asked, jumping at the unexpected alarm. I turned around expecting to see another cop. Luckily it was just a blue Subaru. We watched as the car parked about five spots from us. A man emerged from the car, walked to the front door, unlocked it, stepped inside, turned the lights on, then flipped the sign over so it read "Open".

Lisa and I looked at each other, out of breath.

"Looks like they're opening early," I said. The clock read 8:37. I could see Lisa's wheels spinning. We were once again thinking the same exact thing.

"We did tell them it would be a half hour..."

I could see the disappointment in Lisa's face as she knew what I was going to say.

Or so she thought.

"Fuck it," I said. "They can wait."

Lisa's face lit up. A huge smile spread across her face then she kissed me. There was an urgency to our kiss. We knew we had no time to fool around if we wanted to, well, fool around. Lisa climbed onto my lap. I immediately pulled her shirt up over her head, drinking in the sight of her breasts covered in the tiniest triangles of material, then lunged forward, burying my face in her cleavage. Lisa pulled the string to her top loose and the thin pieces of fabric fell away, freeing her perfect breasts.

"God, you are incredible," I said, wrapping my lips around her left nipple. She cradled my head in her arms, holding me to her chest. My hand slipped down her stomach and into her shorts.

"Oh yea, baby," she gasped as my middle finger slipped into between her folds and found her clit. She rocked her hips forward, inviting me to shove two fingers inside of her. She was dripping wet and impossibly tight, her pussy squeezing my knuckles while I curled my fingers, searching for that perfect spot.

"Mmmph," I groaned as she reached down and grabbed a hold of my cock. I grunted again, jerking up into her hand as she wrapped her fingers around my girth.

"Oh, fuck, Lees," I groaned as her hands began working up and down my shaft. I scrunched my eyes as the overwhelming physical and visual stimulation overtook me. Lisa dripped liquid honey all over my palm as she rocked her hips, grinding her clit into my thumb and wrist.

"Oh, David, I'm close," she moaned. Her face twisted in pleasure, her head writhing around, sending her black hair swinging across my face and chest.

"Oh, Lisa," I grunted. "I... me too."

"Cum for me," she panted. "Please, David. Cum with me." I looked up at her, her dark hair cascading down around her face, her chest heaving with each breath. Her lips were parted and a few stray strands of hair stuck to the corner of her mouth. She leaned down and kissed me, her lips soft, and her tongue warm. We moaned into each other's mouths, both of us just a few strokes away. Her hands picked up the pace, sliding up and down my slick shaft, squeezing on the upstrokes and pumping hard on the downstrokes. My thumb circled her clit, pressing into it while my other fingers continued their work.

"Oh, David, I'm-" she started to say before she gasped, her back arching as she came. Her walls clamped down on my fingers and her body went rigid. I kept working her through it, her juices dripping down my wrist. The sight of her, lost in pleasure, was all it took for me to follow.

"Ah, fuck!" I grunted, my hips jerking upward as I erupted into her hand. Ropes of cum shot from the tip of my cock, painting her stomach and the underside of her tits.

Our convulsions relaxed into shivers as the last small waves of orgasm washed through us.

"I think... you might... have to get the donuts," Lisa said, sending us both into hysterics. Lisa grabbed her shirt and wiped the cum from her body then put her bra back on.

"Sorry about the mess," I said, feeling some heat flow into my face.

"Don't be," Lisa said, a smirk spreading across her lips. "I made it."

I pulled my pants back up and composed myself then opened the rear car door.

"I meant it you know?" Lisa said, halting me before I could climb out.

"Meant what?" I asked, turning back to her.

"What I said, you know, while we were... fooling around."

God, I wish we could fuck

"Promise me that, at some point before this week ends, we will finish what we started two nights ago."

How the fuck could I ever turn that down?

"It's a date," I said, enthusiastically. Lisa beamed as I headed inside.