Jen carefully descended from Scott's lap, refusing to break eye contact, believing that should she blink, this dream would come to an untimely finish. She knelt before him on the soft gray carpeted floor in front of the passenger seat in her SUV. It was a tight squeeze, but she didn't seem to mind in the least. The gleam in her pale green eyes and wide smile as she gazed at Scott told him she was quite comfortable just to be with him.
He had never seen Jen so relaxed. Not that she was normally uptight, but her stress had always been palpable - at least to Scott. Then again, so had his, he figured. Working together over the years, by the very nature of their work, the two had found themselves in stressful situations. Perhaps the tensions had strengthened their bond. But until then, they had not had the opportunity to 'let go' and fully enjoy each other. Sure, they had been strong - and with good reason. Giving into their desires could have disastrous consequences for each of them. They both knew this. But right then, Scott couldn't help but admit to himself the fact that, regardless of their circumstances, being together just felt right.
For a moment, he was frozen in place - hypnotized by Jen's beauty as she kneeled before him - so wide-eyed and completely trusting, almost child-like.
"Come on, silly," Jen chided him, "you can drive."
She tossed him her keys and Scott climbed across to the driver's seat. He barely managed to slide behind the wheel given his immense hard on.
"You'll need to adjust the seat. The lever is down here," Jen pointed out as she leaned across the seat, her bare breasts brushing Scott's chest. She reached between his legs to motion toward the handle of the lever, then moved upward, grazing his calf, then inner thigh as her hand continued groping Scott until she reached his throbbing cock.
The slightest touch of Jen's delicate fingertips drove Scott absolutely crazy. He inhaled and caught his breath, convinced he was going to explode on the spot.
"Hold that thought," he pleaded, trying to persuade himself more so than Jen.
Scott tried to settle himself, then turned the key in the ignition. He started to lower the window for some 'cooling off' but realized Jen was still very much undressed.
"You might want to cover up," he teased her.
Jen blushed profusely, having almost forgotten her own near nude state. For their first intimate encounter, she was already extremely comfortable in her own skin with Scott. 'Maybe this is how it should feel with a partner,' Jen reflected. With Scott, things had always felt natural. Sure, there had been tensions. 'Will they or won't they?' But Jen knew that whatever happened between them, the underlying connection they shared was stronger than any earthly force separating the two.
She slipped back into her bra and dress, allowing Scott a full view while doing so. The moonlight through the car windows highlighted Jen's luscious curves. It was everything Scott could do to keep his eyes focused on the boulevard. Jen was curious where they were headed, but at the same time, couldn't care less. She couldn't take her eyes off the hottie behind the wheel. God, he looked even more amazing slightly disheveled. She had loved running her fingers through his sandy blonde hair - now a little messy from her having done so. She gazed at him salaciously - admiring his body from head to toe. Something about him behind the wheel of her car - surrendering control to him - drove her wild. 'First the car, then my body,' Jen contemplated.
Jen reached out and let her hand rest lightly on the back of Scott's shoulder. She massaged his muscular upper back gently, lovingly. Never had she had such a yearning to care for someone like this. As her fingers pressed into his tender skin, she could feel his muscles start to relax. Scott smiled at Jen appreciatively, and then accelerated. He knew the perfect destination to continue their first night together.
Scott was very well connected and very well liked around town. From PTA moms to millionaire real estate moguls, Scott had grown a diverse and extensive inner circle. One particular developer held Scott in particularly high esteem, as he had cleared the way to some lucrative projects. Scott refused to accept donations or gifts in exchange for favorable legislative action. But when the developer accepted a temporary assignment in Thailand and asked Scott to look after his beachfront condo, he couldn't resist the opportunity.
Jen must have dozed off during the hour's drive to the shore. The aroma of the salty sea air both surprised and delighted her when she awoke. Scott surveyed the parking lot of the high-rise condominium complex. As he had suspected (and hoped), the property was nearly vacant. Late January was the slowest time of the year for the ocean town and Scott knew it was unlikely they would bump into anyone from home.
He parked Jen's car and quickly walked to the passenger side to properly escort his lady. Together, they walked arm-in-arm to the building.
"This is quite the surprise!" Jen remarked. She thought she could detect Scott blushing a tad and wished he wouldn't get so nervous around her. 'In time,' she thought.
"I've wanted to bring you here for awhile now," Scott confessed, ushering her into the elevator.
Now it was Jen's turn to blush. For so long, she assumed her feelings were one-sided. She had questioned the electricity between them, convincing herself it was just her own feelings wreaking havoc with her mind. Hearing Scott admit that he too had been having feelings for Jen made her heart leap. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him fervently. Their soft lips connected in a warm embrace, then parted slightly as their tongues explored each other wantonly.
