The small, green coupe

“I think I’m parked across from you” Eric writes. “Flash your lights so I know it’s you.”

Obediently, you toggle the lights and then you seen the green coupe flash in response. Eric then climbs out of his ride, and leans against the door, arms crossed, eyes never wavering from your parking spot. His plain shirt sticks tightly to his well shaped shoulders and chest.

A small jolt of excitement jumps through your body as you step out of your car and walk over to him. A smirk forms on his face as his eyes greedily look you up and down.

“Yeah, I certainly like what I see.” Eric says. Your cock jumps as he gives you another leering grin. “Why don’t you hop in? I’ve got a place right around the corner.”

Letting your excitement lead the way, you slide to the passenger door and sit down inside.

After buckling your seatbelt, you attempt to steady your nerves as you feel like your heart is beating out of your chest. You exhale forcefully and turn to meet Eric’s eyes.

He continues to leer at you while starting his car and placing it into gear. His right arm firmly grips the shift and moves into first as he pulls out of the lot.

“Relax, we’re gonna have lots of fun” he says. You see a well formed bulge straining down his left leg. It’s hard to tell exactly, but it looks like Eric is smuggling a telephone pole down his pants.