Stuck in the car with Raymond

_How did this happen, how? _you think as Raymond's arm guides you to the car. You want to run away but the heels leave you so unbalanced you find yourself leaning into Raymond just so you don't fall over. Raymond notices of course.

"Jane, I promise you this is a night neither of us will ever forget." I believe you, you think in abject panic.

You're approaching the car now, a big silver beamer. There had to be a way out of this, maybe run out into traffic? The term 'die of embarrassment seems incredibly appropriate here. Here you were being the date of some corporate executive, while being dressed to look like a woman who you would have been praising the stars to go out with. He wasn't going to let you go...

"And here," Raymond leaves you standing upright for a second as he opens the car's passenger door for you. You stand there. The opening into the car feels like a deep dark cave. If you enter it, heaven knows what will happen before you'll be able to make it back out.

"Raymond," you whisper breathlessly.

He senses your hesitation, smile briefly faltering, but he moves quickly. He moves around the car door quickly and has you in a sudden embrace from behind. His arms wrapping around your front, pulling you back into him, squeezing your already cinched midsection.

"Jane, you are delicious, gorgeous woman and you deserve to have a good night out. Don't worry about work, just have fun."

He releases you and you take a breath. Suddenly you realise you're in a tight position. You've got the car in front of you, the car door blocking you to the side and Ray right behind you. How can you get out of this without trying to squeeze past Ray?

Then you feel Ray smack you on the ass, "Let's get a move on."

You've had enough. You turn to face Ray, swinging earrings hitting your heck, and that's when it happens.

His lips meet your and suddenly you feel his tongue in your mouth. You try to stumble back but hit the car, you try to crouch away and find your ass hitting the car seat. All the while Ray advances and keeps the pressure up. You lean back and finally manage to stop the kiss, so does Ray. And then you see yourself, sitting sideways across the passenger seat, legs sticking out.

Ray has got that smile on his face again, and he steps back to get hold of the car door. You suddenly realise that Ray might have a view right up your dress to your undergarments. In panic, you pull your platform high heeled feet into the footwell, and the car door slams shut.

You breath, taking the situation in. You felt more **** dressed like this, more ways of being unsettled, and that kiss took you by surprise. How did he think it was okay to suddenly do that? Why no warning? You were a guy dammit. Dressed in a tight minidress with heels, tonnes of makeup and purse, but a guy nonetheless. In a sudden burst of indignation, you turn to Ray who's already getting into the car seat, and speak with the passion you can muster.

"Ray, I want you..." VROOOOMMMMM, the car engine started up with sudden ****, that would have drowned out what you'd have said even it hadn't made you stop speaking.

With the car engine purring, Ray turns to you, his smile is so much stronger now, bursting like it was holding back strong emotion. "Just a bit longer, don't worry."

With the velocities throwing you around in your car seat, the car peels out of the driveway and careens down the street.