Recent Blog: BIG MOUTHFULS BIGMOUTHFULS.COM said goodnight and I got into my car, but as I tried to start it, it wouldn't turn over. I tried a few more times in vain before I decided that it wasn't going to work, and that I would have to walk. I grabbed my purse and got out of the car, almost running right into Ryan who had been standing beside my door. He told me that he had heard my troubles and he offered me a ride home. Of course I said yes, both because I didn't want to walk and because how could I say no to him...?
He drove a Porsche Boxter (family money) which was a nice small two-seater car. With the top up it rendered the interior comfy and intimate. I got in, and went to buckle up, but couldn't find the seatbelt. Feeling a little stupid, I fumbled around for it, before Ryan came to my rescue. He leaned across me and pulled the seatbelt from its recessed position and pulled it across my chest and buckled it. As he had drawn the seatbelt across my chest, the back of his hand had brushed across my breasts and I couldn't hide my quick inhalation. Ryan didn't seem to notice. We drove out of the parking lot, and I gave him directions to my apartment. I watched him as he drove, fascinated by him, and how sexy he looked driving a standard... I loved guys that drove standard cars. The shifting, the power, I don't know it just made me hot.
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