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Chapter 8 by lifesfun lifesfun

Onwards to her house?

Yes Indeed

Julie closed the door, leaving you alone with your thoughts in a deafeningly quiet cab, your emotions dancing across your mind at the speed of light. Julie's decisive kiss was still sending low jolts of lust through your cheeks, as if someone had hooked your face up to a power cable and flipped the voltage to the max.

The air and quietude in her truck slowly settled as Julie opened up the driver's side door and hopped in, before giving you a curious look. Her cheeks still had a deeply red hue, accentuating her icy blue eyes as she peered right through the weak smile you put on. Putting her keys in the ignition, she leaned across the centre console and planted a soft kiss on your nose, before putting her hand on your cheek.

"You've been in the truck all of thirty seconds, and you already can't keep yourself under control, huh, sweetheart?" She squeezed your cheek intently, as if to subtly signify her tight grip over you.

You looked at her, confused for a second, before she laughed.

"This truck reeks of sex, and we haven't even done anything yet! I'm worried for the sake of my apartment, and for you. I don't think I'll be able to keep my hands off of you."

Feeling invigorated by Julie's cavalier attitude, you chuckled.

"I'm not worried, Julie. I like a challenge. Plus, I don't think it's me who reeks of sex." You emphasized a quick eyebrow raise as you looked down at Julie's crotch, her blue yoga pants shifting and straining under the massive bulge that was trying to break free.

Julie laughed, blatantly readjusting her fat cock in front of you, before bringing her hand under your chin and directing your eyes back to hers. She raised an eyebrow, a wave of depraved curiosity passing over her face.

"Don't worry about me for now. Just be careful what you say. I like you, Doug. I like the way you talk. We'll see if you can take a challenge. But first, let's go back to my apartment and hang out for a bit. Then I'll bring out the handcuffs and marriage application. And maybe a few more things."

Julie winked as she turned the car on -- the rest of the drive to her house was filled with subtle jokes and a wicked sexual energy that continuously prodded and pulled at the two of you. By the time Julie pulled onto her street, you could tell she was having trouble maintaining her composure; every ounce of willpower was swept up in a maelstrom of her desire to succumb to baser instincts.

Finally, you pulled into a neat driveway, giving way to a beautiful two story house. Julie obviously had done well for herself and liked to be in control of things, as her perfectly manicured lawn stared you in the face.

"Nice house." You put your hand on Julie's thick thigh and squeezed, eliciting a soft groan from her as she put her hand over yours.

"Mmm. Sweet of you to say. Let me show you the inside. I think you'll like it. Shall we continue this 'traditional date'?"

Go inside?

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