He wanted a lot... he was happy making out

Matt kissed her on the lips, first just lip to lip, then adding tongue. A part of him, the part that had left him a hopeless nerd at Aaron Burr, told him to go for her pussy. But he remembered his sister's careful coaching. Girls are not as direct as guys, they appreciate a slower, more subtle approach.

He ran a couple of fingers down her cheek... to her neck... and then to her shoulder and back just as she tensed up a little expecting a tit grab. Well, she probably should have expected that. Before Karen had taken him under her tutelage, that's exactly what he would have done.

Not that he wasn't going to get there.

After a couple of minutes of kissing, he brought his other hand to her belly.

She shivered, goosebumps rising all over her body despite the heat.

He left his hand there for a minute, savoring her warmth, the sensation of closeness, the scent of soap, mouthwash, and... definitely pussy filling the car's cockpit.

She brought a hand to his chest, splaying her fingers as if to cover the maximum area. Which he took as permission to move forward.

Slowly he slid his hand up from her belly past her ribs, then gently brushing against the lower edge of her bikini top.

She shivered again and he withdrew... slightly. Thanks, Karen. You're saving my life right now.

Withdrew for a moment only. When she didn't protest his first touch, he reached behind her neck and tugged the tie that held her bikini top in place.

Her bikini dropped and her breasts, pale white with delicate pink nipples, were exposed.

"Beautiful," he breathed.

"Oh, shut up. They're nothing special."

"Definitely special." He bent and took one in his mouth... rocketing past Karen's suggested deliberate approach because he just needed to taste her.

Which is when her phone buzzed.

"Damn. I set the alarm," she breathed. "We have to go."

"Okay," he said. Although he didn't stop kissing her nipple for another minute. "Okay, I guess we should move on."

"Do you mind if I fasten my top. I, uh, don't want anyone to see. Anyone but you, I mean."

"That's fine."

"And one more thing. Before we get home, I need to put on my top. My mother would kill me if she found out I'd picked up up wearing just a bikini top."

"I'm honored."

"Oh, shut up."