Off They Get, or They Get Off

"You look gorgeous," Nancy said, staring at Tim after he'd gotten his seatbelt on. And he did. His dress was perfect, as usual. Something about how Tim dressed, as if clothes were perfectly made for him, exactly in his size.

"You do too," Tim answered her, blushing. Why was he acting so meek? Nancy knew what the other girls said about Tim, it wasn't just that he was hot, it was also that he was in charge. He carried himself with a certain authority. Some girls didn't like that kind of thing, but Nancy? It drove her wild.

"I hope you don't mind, but I got us tickets to a matinee," Nancy said, "It's still early, and I figured we could go out after, for a drink, or something to eat, or a walk, if that's okay with you."

"I'm good with anything," Tim responded, seemingly distracted.

"Is everything okay?" Nancy asked her date. She was beginning to second guess herself. Maybe she had overestimated her chances with a guy like Tim, maybe she shouldn't be cheating on her boyfriend, maybe Tim was already seeing someone, maybe...

"Sorry," Tim said, eyes locking on hers, coming back to the present, "Everything's fine. I had some weird stuff happen at home I'm just trying to sort out. But I'm good."

Nancy smiled. His eyes were so dreamy. The blue flowers on his dress really made them pop. She could stare at them all day and all night.

"What time does the movie start?" Tim asked. Now it was Nancy's turn to snap back to reality. She glanced at the clock on the dashboard.

"We should go," she said, "It starts in twenty."

"Then let's go," Tim said with a warm smile.

"Yes sir!" she answered. The words slipped from her mouth before she realized she was going to say them, not that she minded. They felt right. Tim had so much authority! It felt good to obey. She wanted to obey.

"Thanks for asking me, by the way," Tim said as she backed onto the road and started driving, "but isn't Gary going to be pissed?"

"Ugh, Gary," Nancy said, rolling her eyes, "I know you're friends with him and everything, but I think the thing between him and me was a huge mistake. I thought I'd give him a chance, but, like... ugh."

"He's that bad?" Tim asked with concern in his voice.

"It's not that he's bad, he's just so bland," Nancy explained, waiting for a light to turn green, "He's like as if a person could completely suck all attractiveness, all sexiness, all appeal out of a person, but leave everything else. He's friendly, smart, but the idea of being with him one more day? Ugh!"

"So you too never..."

"Gary and me?!" Nancy inadvertently wretched as the she pictured herself with her boyfriend being physical. To cleanse herself, she quickly switched fantasies, as she had often done before, to one where she and Tim were being intimate. She was on her knees, completely naked. Tim stood before her wearing a pleated skirt and white blouse. Her head was under the skirt, his cock in her mouth, sucking furiously. She bobbed up and down, her left hand buried deep in her pussy, getting hotter and hotter...

"Geez, I didn't know it would be that bad," Tim said, a tinge of sadness in his voice. Shit. Was she screwing up the date? She knew she shouldn't talk about other boys, but he had brought Gary up! She needed to salvage things quickly or she'd lose her chance.

"Don't worry about him," Nancy said, letting her right hand slip from the wheel and land on Tim's thigh, "He'll land on his feet. Today is about you and me," she began to rub his leg, moving higher and higher with each stroke, his hemline moving up as she did, "and I've got no reservations about us being physical."

Tim adjusted himself in his seat, and a bulge began to appear in his dress. He liked her! She needed to seal the deal. They were making good time. Maybe she could pull over somewhere and give him a quick blowjob, just to let him know how she felt about him. They might miss the previews, but it would be worth it.

The bulge got bigger and bigger as she rubbed, her eyes being drawn to Tim's groin instead of on the road. She knew what she had to do. Turning on her right turn signal, Nancy pulled off the road and quickly pulled in beside a dumpster behind a strip mall. She turned off the ignition, unbuckled her seatbelt, then reached over and pulled up Tim's dress, exposing his panty-clad erection.

"Oh, God," she said, loving everything that she was seeing.

"Nancy, are you sure you want to do this?" Tim asked, a nervous quiver in his voice.

"More than anything," she responded, leaning down and kissing the tip of his cock through the panties, "right now, it's all I want."

She slowly peeled his panties away from his cock, then slipped his erection into her mouth.

That's when the chirp of the police car sounded and she noticed the blue and red lights flashing.

"Shit," she mumbled, Tim's cock still in her mouth.