Of course I did

I grin and pat my pocket. “Of course I did. Actually, it’s **** of habit. I saw the keys and grabbed them, without really thinking about it.”

Tracy looks at me with a definite note of appreciation in her eyes. “You think of everything, don’t you? Well, I guess there’s no reason to go back to my room. We can leave Sue and Bryan to rut like pigs without interruption.”

I reach for Tracy’s hand to walk with her to the car, but she pulls her hand away and says, “Wait... Are you sure you have my keys? You didn’t grab Sue’s, did you?”

I look at her in bewilderment. “How could I have grabbed Sue’s? She wasn’t even there when we were.”

Tracy shakes her head, unconvinced. “I don’t know... We’d probably better check for sure. You said you had the keys in this pocket?” She reaches over and touches the pocket opposite the one I had patted.

“No, I’ve got them —“ I stop with my explanation as Tracy’s hand begins a very thorough pat-down of my pocket. Well, actually, if that’s her intent, she really has an exaggerated concept of how big my pocket is, because her pat-down goes well into my crotch.

“Yeah... You’ve got something there... Let me see....” She steps behind me and reaches her left hand into my left pocket. Extending her hand all the way in, I I feel her fingers immediately go for my cock, fondling it through my pocket.

“Oh yeah...” she breathes into my ear. “You’ve definitely got something in there. I can’t quite seem to get hold of it, though....” She feigns concentration as her fingertips trace over my hardening penis before clutching at it and squeezing.

“Hmmm.... That doesn’t seem to be it,” she says, reaching into my other pocket without withdrawing her hand from the first. “Could the keys be in here?”

I feel her hand dart right past the keys and move over, allying itself with her left hand in a joint effort to feel me up right there on the sidewalk.

“Damn, girl!” I say, savoring the unexpected fondling. “You’re just full of surprises.”

“Who, me?” she asks, innocently before leaning in and licking the edge of my ear and grinding her crotch against my ass. “I was just looking for these...” She pulls her hands out of my pockets, along with the keys. She examines them and proclaims them to be hers.

“I guess we’re all set to go then,” she says, sweetly, taking my hand and resuming the walk to the car. She takes a few steps and then turns and looks at me and asks, “Are you having difficulty walking, Jeremy? You appear to be a bit... stiff.”

“It’s nothing I can’t take care of,” I assure her. “Provided, of course, that I tend to it right away.”

“Well, what are we waiting for?” Tracy says, grinning.

We get to her car, when she suddenly stops and frowns. “Oh shoot... I just remembered something....”

“What’s that?”

“I’m afraid I actually will have to go back to the room,” she says. “I need to pack a bag if I’m going to be staying with you for a couple of days.”