Go To The Cheeks

“Why the hell not? Not every day I get to play hero.” You say and grant the **** girl's wish. Who says chivalry isn’t dead? It’s not like you were in any hurry, and spending time with a hot chick wasn’t the worst thing in the world.

The look of pure gratitude washes over her face as she beams with excitement. “Wow, you sure are a lifesaver. And I promise to make it up to you for the inconvenience.” She says. You couldn’t help but notice her grin as you made your way to your car. It was almost as if she was eyeing you up and down, but the moment passed before it could fester.

“By the way, my name is Heather.” She says this as she starts to take documents out of her car. Again, the way she exaggerated her ass as she bent over into her car was suspicious, but the moment was too brief to register as a warning sign. You of course did not mind at all.

“I’m Jack. It’s a pleasure. So let's head out. I’m parked just over here.” You say as you both make your way to your car, and soon you are helping her into your passenger seat. This is where you felt off. Not so much in a bad way, but quite the opposite. You couldn’t help but stare at her cleavage and ass as she slid into the seat. Your balls felt a twitch, and it was almost as if you were hit with a massive wave of arousal. You swallowed hard and soon found yourself driving trying to shake the sensations forming in your pants.

It didn’t occur to you until you were down the street that maybe having a sexy woman in your car wasn’t such a good idea. For one, you were dumb enough to forget that you just took random pharmaceuticals from another random sexy woman, and now they seem to be having their effect. And despite that fact, you were supposed to abstain from any sexual encounters but now find yourself trapped in a mid-sized car with women wearing clothes that left little to the imagination. You tried to make small talk to distract your mind from your ever-growing erection. Praying that this poor woman didn’t think you were some fiend or a creep that just picked her up out of the blue. It turns out she had only been in the building for a few weeks.

You found it hard to concentrate. But even though you couldn’t help but steal glances at her legs or let her perfume ensnare your mind, you found out she loves dogs, Taylor Swift, and running. Mundane things to throw off your arousal, but since her skirt continued ridding up just enough to see her thong-covered pussy, this didn’t do anything to stop the blood rushing to your cock. Soon you were left to squirm in your seat and adjust your position hopping it would shield her eyes from the tent you were forming in your pants. Trying your best, you continued to drive on until, after 10 agonizing minutes, you reached your destination.

"Oh, cool, we are here. Just park over there, and I shouldn’t be long.” Heather said. She then smiles at you and turns to leave. You couldn’t pull your eyes away as you stared at her leaving your vehicle. Her ass was swaying with every step. You groaned as soon as she shut the door. Hopefully, she will take a few minutes to give herself some time to relax.