Chloe has some fun with an old acquaintance

Chloe stepped briskly toward the open garage with a brimming smile, “Hi Mr. Smith! Its Chloe Bennet, I used to babysit for little Mikey.” She watched as the man slid out from under the classic beauty of a car. To her surprise, it was not the elder Robert Smith, but a now eighteen year old Michael lying in front of her. The shirtless young man had a muscular upper body, perhaps from hard work on some summer job. He had grease stains on his arms and face, and his thick black hair was tousled from a few hours of hard work. The little boy she used to babysit all those years ago had really grown up. The mere sight of him sent tingles and chills up and down her sex-starved body.

“Chloe. My god!” Michael couldn’t believe she was standing there. The last time he saw her he was only six years old, and she was thirteen. He always had a bit of a crush on her, but in a young, innocent sort of way. Now, Chloe had grown into a beautiful young woman and a talented actress. It was needless to say, his crush had only grown since childhood. “Wow, Chloe Bennet, Movie Star, all grown up and standing in my driveway. How have you been?”

Chloe blushed at Michael’s high praise. “Well, I’m not a movie star yet, but I’m great. And how about you! Last time I saw you, you were in elementary school!” She caught her eyes wondering down from Michael’s face toward his solid pecks and hardened abs, and quickly righted her vision. “The car looks great! How has your father been?”

Michael almost didn’t notice Chloe’s eyes tracing his body, as he was doing the same to her. His past babysitter had developed a perfect hourglass figure. Her hips and ass were perfectly large for such a slim girl, and he swore she wasn’t wearing a bra. Chloe’s supple b-cups seemed to sway freely as she excitedly shifted her weight side-to-side. Michael didn’t dare let his eyes linger too long. He respected Chloe too much, and still thought of her as a girl that was out of his reach.

“Robert’s been fine. He’s getting a bit too old to be wheeling under the corvette.” The way he said his father’s name made it clear the two of them weren’t on great terms. “Forget about him, I want to hear about you, Chloe. But not here. You want to go for a ride?” The somewhat anxiously shifting brunette’s face lit up like a kid on Christmas at Michael’s invitation.

Within fifteen minutes the two were cruising down the open road in the classic red sports car with the top down. Michael had been down this particular road plenty of times, sometimes with one cheerleader or another, but most often with only his thoughts. It was the perfect road for joy riding because it lead from nowhere, and went to nowhere still, just an old back road with rarely a second car in sight. Great for being alone, with or without some girl. Chloe wasn’t just some girl though…

The wind gently tossed Chloe’s long brown hair as she and Michael caught up on each other’s lives. Michael had thrown on an old band shirt to cover his grease stained torso and washed off a bit before leaving. He flashed his clean-shaven smile at Chloe as she told him about her acting career, and he talked about his part time job working for the local mechanic. They took turns stealing sidelong looks at one another as they spoke, each becoming aware that the other was checking them out.

Chloe couldn’t deny that she was turned on by the grown up Michael behind the wheel of his father’s corvette. And she knew that he must idolize her from when she used to babysit him. It wasn’t just her short sexual dry spell making her feel this way. Michael had grown into an extremely attractive guy. Plus, a sexual encounter between the two of them felt forbidden to Chloe, given their past relationship, which only made her more aroused at the thought. She sat forward in her seat and looked over at Michael with mischief in her eyes, “Why don’t you open this thing up a little more, really get the engine roaring?”

Michael frowned and gripped the wheel a bit tighter, “My father wouldn’t want me to.” He wanted to please Chloe, but he feared his father. Michael glanced back at Chloe apologetically and nearly had to do a double-take when he saw what the stunning actress was doing in the seat next to him.

“Come on Mikey. For me?” Chloe bit her lower lip and ran her hands provocatively up and down her body. She arched her back and began playing with her perky breasts. Her nipples quickly erected and poked through her white cotton shirt as she coyly groped and fondled her tits. Chloe hit him with an exceptionally sexy pair of begging eyes as she batted her long lashes at him. Her little black thong was starting to get wet with her growing excitement. “I’ll tell you what, the speed limit is 50, right? Take it up to… 65, and I’ll take my top off.”

The eighteen year old had a hornet’s nest in his stomach. He was both scared and exhilarated by the idea of turning Chloe Bennet on. He gripped the wheel tighter and pressed the gas hard. Michael looked over at the writhing tan beauty and watched as she threw her head back and moaned softy in heat. He alternated between watching the road and ogling the sensual, lithe actress as she tugged downward on her cotton neckline and lightly twisted her standing nipples through her thin shirt.

Chloe grinned deeply as Michael punched the gas harder still. She quickly undid the button on her tight, washed out jeans and slipped a hand into her pants as the engine came alive. The minxy actress giggled at the sight of Michael’s excited face. “Come on, a little faster!” Chloe teased Michael in her best naughty voice, urging him on. “YuaHaa!” she threw her free hand in the air and cheered in delight when he finally floored it. The slender star flashed her ‘come and get me’ eyes as she took hold of her shirt with both hands and slowly pulled it up.

Michael fumbled to engaged the cruise control at 65 miles an hour. He knew this patch of road well, and guessed that it would be pretty empty for a while. The young man set his eyes back on his former babysitter just as the cotton material was about to uncover her bouncing breasts. He took a quick look over her flat, toned stomach before locking in on her sly eyes.

Chloe winked at Michael before she slowly finished her striptease. She inched the fabric up, uncovering the bottom curve of her b-cup breasts. The white tee caught for a moment underneath her erect nipples, revealing a slim bit of her perfectly crisp and circular areolas, before she tugged it further up. Finally, Chloe's young, supple tits fell free from their cotton cover. Her round, flawless mounds were beautifully sun-kissed from her time spent tanning topless in the California sun. Chloe quickly pulled her shirt off over her head before tossing it into the floor at her feet. She giggled again, her facial expression coy and playful.

Michael took quick, short glances at the road to ensure they didn’t crash, though his mind was consumed by the newly bared vixen sitting next to him. After so many years, he never thought this could happen. “Chloe, you’re…” He was surprised when Chloe reached out and gently pulled his right hand away from the steering wheel. He allowed the wild brunette to guide his hand down to her waist, coming to rest on top of her partially exposed upper hip. She leaned a bit closer to him and playfully demanded, “Touch me.”

Michael took a deep breath to settle his nerves. Chloe’s warm, silky skin was intimidatingly divine. He pressed his hand a bit more firmly into Chloe’s flawless body. “Am I dreaming?” he didn’t mean to say the words aloud, but his question only made her smile. Michael pushed on and gently slid his hand up over Chloe’s olive-toned ribs and athletic stomach. She had drawn incredibly close to him now, their faces only a foot apart.

Finally, he gave Chloe what she wanted. Michael traipsed his fingers up along the curves of her round breast, taking his time to feel its soft warmth, before lightly wrapping his hand around her jiggling form. He paused there for a moment with her hardened nipple pressed into his palm. Chloe was practically dancing in her seat. She rolled her body against his hand as she pressed one of her own back down between her legs. After another glance at the long stretch of road, Michael began to squeeze and play with Chloe’s sensational tit. He swirled his thumb around her high, stiff nipple before gently twisting and pinching the perfect brown bud.

Chloe responded to his toying with more moans of pleasure as she sensually bit and licked her lips. This was the hottest action she had in a couple weeks now, and it was with a guy she never would have expected. She pressed her fingers deep inside her panties and rubbed at her moistening, clean shaven folds as she enjoyed Michael's roaming hand.

After a few minutes of heated groping, Chloe leaned in closer to Michael. She placed her right hand on his inner thigh with her left sliding into his thick black hair. The young actress brought her lips up to his ear and teasingly licked and nibbled at his lobe before whispering, “I’m so fucking wet right now.” She moved her hand over the bulge in Michael’s jeans and took hold of his hardening cock. Chloe could feel his thick length growing harder by the second, “I can drive stick too you know.”

“I know a place close by!” Michael turned and locked into a lustful kiss with his aroused, topless companion.