"Sure but..."

Kevin was sure that no heterosexual man could resist Val's beauty, charm, and gigantic breasts. How could he say no to a girl like her?

"Sure but I want you to drive her very slow," he stated.

"How slow?"

"Twenty miles per hour."

"What? I can walk faster than that!" she laughed. "The whole point of a muscle car is you need to drive her fast! It's like not fucking a beautiful girl after she brings you home!" She winked at him and laughed again.

Kevin knew he was socially awkward, especially with women, but he did not miss the not very subtle sexual innuendo directed at him.

He stared at her for a moment and handed her the keys before getting out. Val climbed into the driver's seat as Kevin walked around the back of the car so she wouldn't see his erection pitching a tent in his jeans.

"If you scratch her you'll have to pay for the damages," he warned.

"I'm a mechanic, remember?" she giggled and leaned over to give him a kiss on the cheek. She started the engine and revved it a few times to hear it purr before driving out of the garage.

It would normally take about five minutes to drive back to her dorm but Val wanted to extend her experience behind the Shelby as long as possible.

"Where are we going?" Kevin asked when she didn't turn into the campus entrance.

"Scenic route," Val grinned mischievously. "I want to drive her fast."

"But..." Kevin started to protest.

"Then I want to be fucked on the hood," she purred.

His mouth was agape as she took the onramp to the highway.