Why the willing…

“Hey there,” you reply, smirking as you let your eyes roam her naked curves, making her hug her body a little tighter.

Considering your options you decide against blackmailing the star, ‘no need to risk angering her’ you think as you still see that fire of excitement in those beautiful green eyes, shining through her mask of embarrassment at her current nakedness.

Scarlett cough to snap you out of your train of thoughts and making eye contact with her again she raises her eyebrows and smiles wickedly at you, “Can I have those back?” she ask nodding her head at the shirt in your hand.

“Sure, but I’m afraid these aren’t worth much anymore…” you say fondling her torn panties and bra after handing the shirt.

“Yeah, well… keep it…” she say, as she hugs her clothes to her topless body, “… as a trophy, or something…” she mumbles, waiting for you to leave again.

You can’t help but grin at her behavior. Blushing a little and not wanting to be topless around you, literally minutes after you fucked her in public. Finally conceding defeat she sighs and drops the shit on the sink and pulls on the shirt.

“Having regrets?” you ask, leaning against the doorframe as you watch her awesome breast bounce before being covered up, “cause you shouldn’t… no harm was done, right?”

“Uh hmm…” she replies, biting her lips, “I guess…”

“Come on, we should get out of here,” you say and stands back, letting her past. Shutting off the lights you pick up the DVD and dildo before heading to the door to let Scarlett, who’s waiting, out. “Don’t forget these!” you grin, handing the red-faced starlet her purchases, “… so any other fantasies you want to act on tonight?” you ask as you’re standing with your back to her, locking up the store.

“I… uhm… I don’t think so…” she stutters, looking at her feet, fidgeting.

“Alright,” you reply and walk up close to her, no doubt in your mind that she’s still turned on and if not with you she will be taking care of herself later tonight, “I guess this is goodbye then?” you say as you lift her head and kiss her softly. A short kiss and when pulling back Scarlett leans forward slightly, her eyes fluttering open, as she diverts her eyes away again, embarrassed by her reaction. “Yeah… well, come back anytime!” you grin, “For anything…” you say and turns to leave.

“Wait!” she exclaim before you’ve taken ten steps, making you smile broadly, “you… need a ride…?”

Wiping the grin off your face you turn around, “Yeah, that’d be great, thanks!” you reply thinking it'll be better than the bus, “You don’t mind?”

“Of course not!” she says, “Come on…”

Leading you to her car you get in without exchanging words, she tosses the DVD and sex toy, still glistening a little in the light from the car park lights, into the back seat, blushing as you watch her do so.

“So!” she smiles, more at ease as she grins at the situation you’re in, “Where to?” she asks as the confident famous actress that came into the shop is returning, her post public fuck shyness slowly disappearing, “Oh, and what’s your name?” she laughs at the last part, bringing her hand to her forehead and resting her elbow on the steering wheel, smiling at you.