"Sure, I guess."

"Sure, I guess. Do you mind if we have a short break so I could show Val my car?" Kevin asked his friends.

"Yeah, go ahead or otherwise she'll be bugging you all night about it," Matt grumbled, picking up the rulebook to study.

"Thanks, guys, I'll bring him back!" Val cheered as she stood up and pulled Kevin out of his chair. His friends laughed and waved bye to him as if they would never see him again.

"Follow me," Kevin said and lead Val down the hallway to the door leading to the garage.

"That's a gorgeous car," Val whistled appreciatively when he turned on the lights to reveal his most cherished world possession, a red 1968 Ford Mustang Shelby GT500KR.

"Thanks," Kevin replied. "My dad and I have been working in her for the past two years."

"I wouldn't mind getting under her hood," Val muttered as she caressed the front of the car. It still needed some more body work and a new shiny paint job but Kevin could still buy a small house with it.

"You know something about cars?" Kevin asked walking behind her, unable not to appreciate her nice, round ass.

"Yeah, my dad owns a garage back home and I was one of his mechanics," she replied while she poked her head inside the open driver side window, giving Kevin an even better look at her butt.

"Oh God, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to imply you didn't know anything about cars because you're a girl!" Kevin apologized, blushing.

"No worries, I get that from guys all the time," she laughed, hiding the fact that she noticed the bulge in his pants. She had bent over enough cars to know how men reacted around her.

"Ok that's good. I mean it's not good. Sorry."

Val thought Kevin was even cuter as he tried to dig himself out of the hole he had dug himself into. "Do you mind if I check her out?"

"Um, go ahead."

Val popped the hood open and Kevin gave her a light so she could inspect the work he and his dad did. "Nice!"

Nice indeed, he thought as he stared at her ass. She was drop dead gorgeous with tits bigger than any girl's he had known. That's was probably why he was so nervous with her in his car -- the Mustang he had lovingly worked on with his father but now here was a girl who was nerdy about cars as he was.

"God, I would love to drive her," Val giggled with excitement as she opened the door and sat in the driver seat, gripping the steering wheel.

"Um, we should go back inside," he nervously mumbled. He wanted to let her drive but he was afraid of even a scratch on his car.

"Really?" she frowned. "I was hoping to be fucked on the hood."

Kevin felt his jaw drop to the floor and his erection painfully constrained by his jeans.