She tells Ian all about it.

The Elizabeth that I picked up had an altogether different appearance. For one thing, she was grinning from ear to ear underneath a tangled mess of hair. Her lipstick was gone, replaced with a natural red glow. In fact, her whole face and upper chest had a high blush to it. I noticed a stain on her dress, something faded and chocolate brown. Coffee? As she got into the car, I noticed a slight shine on her cheek, and a trail down her inner thigh... was that... cum?

"How was it?" I asked as we pulled away.

Elizabeth giggled. "It was... awkward at first but he got the hang of it." She paused. "Thank you, Ian. I really enjoyed... um... feeling another man inside me." This last comment trailed off but sent my head reeling.

"Okay, tell me all about it. Spare no detail."

"Sure. Um... well, we started off with coffee. No, really. He had some ready. Then, I made him sit down. Facing me. Do you... remember Basic Instinct?"

"You flashed him?"

She nodded. "After that, he didn't make a lot of sense. In fact, he stood up and spilled his drink on me. I felt so sorry for him! He was trying so hard. Well, that gave me an excuse. I asked him to show me to the bathroom and..."

"And what?"

"I... I didn't close the door. So he could see? I slipped out of my dress and started rinsing the stain."

An image of Elizabeth formed in my mind: framed in a doorway, naked except for a bra barely containing her jiggling breasts...

"Was he watching you?"

"Such a gentleman. I looked up and he had his hands over his eyes. I told him, 'It's okay. You can look. I don't mind.' And he peaked through his fingers. So I... reached back and unhooked my bra for him. He nearly passed out. I felt kinda sorry for him? I must have sounded like a complete idiot but I told him, 'You can touch them, if you want.' He went a little crazy, kissing me all over. I'm a little sore."

At this point, we hit a stoplight. I immediately pivoted to lock Elizabeth into a deep French kiss. I massaged her shoulder and moved my hand to her chest. Too soon, the light turned green. I kept my hand on her smooth thigh as she continued.

"You were pretty shy when we met, Ian, but Andy was totally timid. He even asked, 'Can I suck your nipples?' embarrassed just to say the word, I think. Though he was certainly enthusiastic."

"How did you feel about it?"

"I... by now, uh, you can imagine. I was ready for more but he wasn't moving. You know, if Andy had been my prom date instead of you, I would have had to jump him in the dark... so I... took his hand... and brought it lower. Again, he's all, 'Can I touch you?' and I just sighed, 'Please' and started rubbing against him."

At this, I gently pulled up her thigh. As her knees parted, giving me access, I felt her freshly shaved, molten core, wet and waiting. Elizabeth's breath quickened.

"He was exploring, at first. Thrilled just to touch a girl. Something about his exploration really got me going."

"Was he still fully clothed?"

She hummed affirmatively as my fingers entered her. "So I started undressing him. He... poor thing. He was so nervous that the first breeze killed his erection."

"Did you help him out?"

She nodded. By now, Elizabeth was grinding into my fingers. It was impossible to get a good angle, so I must have been teasing her badly. I had to concentrate to keep us safely on the road.