Heading Out

Quincy just couldn't sleep much the night before. All the mockery and humiliation he would receive after people catch up with watching the show ran through his mind.

He got up and cleaned his trailer a little, in case Mel wanted to come in. Satisfied, he got out in just his shorts. His abs were not the part he was shy about after all. He opened a beer and laid back in his hammock, few other trailers showing signs of life that early.

His thoughts went back to the contest. There will be lots of clothes there. If I find an outfit fast than just avoid losing it, I don't really have to do much. Although it would be nice to win, even a low end prize would help me out with rent.

Mel's pickup truck pulled in two hours later.

"You're early!"

"And you're drinking already."

"Just had one, don't get on my case even more!"

She looked like she was going to chew him out, but just shrugged.

"Hey, I have good news for you. I found a contact when I signed you up, since you are a shy little baby boy, you can go through one of the back rooms. They are further from the good stuff in the center, but will keep you hidden."

That sounded pretty good. He lightened up.

"Thanks. I'd offer you a beer but you are the driver."

She laughed and got out of the car, then leaned on the trunk. Big though she was, her figure was amazing. Curvy and soft, her ass filled up the blue bootie shorts. Her top was a checkered red shirt, ready to burst open with pressure behind it, as well as revealing her smooth stomach. Is she trying to get me horny?

"Not wearing much?"

"It’s going to be melting today. And neither are you. You’ll be wearing even less today, loverboy"

Quincy looked away, stroking his long black hair. He hated that nickname. Some of his girlfriends would come and distract him at the store, and Mel wasn’t a fan, so she thought up a way to tease him about it.

"Let's head out, we need to be there early."

They rode in silence for half an hour. Quincy used the time to rest up a little, drowsiness catching up with him. He could swear he felt her hand caressing his thigh and crotch. She’s just mocking me again.

His erection grew, but the road got twisty so Mel had to focus with both hands on the wheel.