Home… but then a chance for some more public fun!

After giving her some quick direction you’re off. Driving mostly in silence, as you both sense that you will spend at least a part of night together, Scarlett seems very much at ease with the fact and a little giddy and excited at the prospect. What little talk there is between you is mostly a few pleasantries as Scarlett seems to be a little embarrassed by her actions still, not wanting to sit in total silence.

“I really… I’ve never done that before, you know?” she suddenly blurts out after a few silent minutes, “It…” she continues, but stops in her tracks, looking quickly at you, a slightly embarrassed look on her blushing face but a grin on her lips, before turning her head away again, focusing on the driving. “I liked it though…” she laughs as she continues, you just sit back in the passenger seat and smirks, “… just letting you take me right there… in the store, right?” she sighs and turns to look at you, looking awfully cute biting her lip.

“Yeah?” you ask, leaning in close, “… but you’ve always liked people watching, right?” you hiss into her ear, you hand moving onto her thigh, running slowly up and down the jeans.

“Mm-hmm…” she moans, gripping the steering wheel a bit tighter.

“So… you like showing off,” you begin as you move your hand up her body, “… you’re a total exhibitionist” you continue grasping her round bra-less breast through her pink shirt eliciting a moan from her, “… and I already know this, right?” you whisper in her ear.

Breathing loudly she nods her head, sinking into the seat a little as your hand moves down again, rubbing her crotch through the jeans.

“So… stop with this innocent, timid girl act!” you hiss.

“Oh… please, I’ll fucking crash or something!” she laughs and squirms a little as you unbutton her jeans and snake your hand into them, sliding down her naked crotch.

“Better not,” you whisper “Don’t want to draw attention now, do you?”

“Mm-hmm…” she shakes her head.

“Or do you?” you ask kissing her neck, “You probably want me to make you park in the middle of Hollywood Boulevard and do you over the hood of the car, huh?” you say feeling her wet lips before pulling your hand back and sitting back again, leaving Scarlett flustered and panting.

“God dammit” she mumbles, “How long to your place?” she asks.

Smirking you begins to plan your first moves when you get her to your apartment, but seeing her squirming in her seat and rubbing your fingers together, feeling her juices, you guess that she’ll jump you first when you get there.

“Hey, pull in here!” you say as you see a small diner at the side of the road, ideas of further public playtime forming in your head.

“Wha… why?” she ask, but turning her head and seeing your stern look she whimpers in frustration and slows down, turning into the diner.