Of Course

Watching her ass wiggle towards her car reminds you that, as crazy as she may be, she was a great fuck.

By the time you make it to her car Claire has already climbed inside.

“I thought I might have scared you off,” She jokes as you climb into the front seat beside her and you pull away.

A few minutes pass in silence then as you head away from work. It feels like there is something in the air, a odd tension that you can’t quite put your finger on. You wonder if it is just your own nervousness at the thought of what might be about to happen.

“So you must think I am a real whore, huh?”

Your head snapped around at that, once again caught off guard by how forward this woman is. Your eye met Claires for a scant moment, reading the smile in her expression. Before you had a chance to reply she went on.

“I have never really thought of myself as one,” She continued, seeming to be talking almost to herself. “Back in the day I was a real church going girl.” A small laugh, “hell I guess I still am.”

Outside the window you see the turn off to your street slide past but you don’t speak up, wanting to see where this is going.

“I don’t know when I really started to question everything I had been told.” She continued, a contemplative tone edging into her voice. “I guess it was when my dad got caught balls deep in the lady who played the Organ at our church.” She laughed. “I guess she liked playing more than one Organ.”

The lame joke hangs in the air for a moment before she coughed, embarrassed, and moved on.

“Well I remember in the fallout of all that shit there were people who defended him. Said things like ‘well he is just a man’ or ‘a man's got to sow his wild oats’!” She slapped the steering wheel when turning to look at you for a second. “Can you believe that shit?”

You didn't get a chance to respond as she turned back to the road, at the same time turning off the main road and into a residential street.

“I wondered why he was getting a free ride. Why should guys get to have all this fun?”

As she asked her question she began to slow down the car, rolling it to a stop at a dead end. The houses around about seemed to be empty but it would be easy for someone to glance out the window and see you both sitting in the car.

“So how about we get in the back seat and have some more fun?”