Everyone is over the age of 18.
*****
"Aubrey seems...nice," he said with a slight hesitation.
Rashida gave him a glance and checked her blind spots while coming off of the highway and smiled.
"She is fun," she said.
The car rolled to a stop at the next intersection and while planning her move into traffic, she took a second look at the light fidgeting of his fingers and laid a hand on his knee.
"Talk to me," she said, rubbing him in a circle.
Rashida ran her vision across the street and pulled out into the heavy congestion.
"I don't have to worry about anything with Aubrey then?" He said.
She flicked the turn signal and crossed over into the next lane, pulling up to a red light and leaned back into her seat.
"What we're doing and what Aubrey and I do can't be known to anyone," she explained, pulling onto the next street.
"Yeah, I know, but," he stammered, being interrupted by his aunt.
"But nothing, baby," she smiled, "I guess this is one of those life lessons I'm responsible for."
"How do you mean?" He looked towards her.
"First of all, you're my family and I'm going to take care of you. My...methods may not be...you know, the best, but this has all happened so fast," she said with a slight sadness.
Rashida pulled into a multi-story car garage and took the first spot she could find and put it in park. She released her seat belt and turned to him with that concerned Aunt-like demeanor and lowered her head to find his eyes.
"Right now, you're my man," she smiled, "But I love many people. Aubrey happens to be one of them."
He turned away and drummed his fingers onto the arm rest and let out a sigh, "So, Natalie lied about you two sleeping together."
A look of bewilderment came over her, "Did you ask her if we did?"
"Yeah, kinda," he mumbled.
"Was that before or after she let you cum in her mouth?" Rashida said quietly with a hint of frustration.
"Before," he admitted.
"Were you thinking about this when she was riding your dick in the bath house?" She smiled.
"No," he said.
Slowly, Rashida shook her head back and forth and shimmied close to him.
"I understand everything that's going on in your mind right now, but I'm not going anywhere. No one is taking me from you," she grinned, leaning into his cheek with a kiss, "These thoughts of...possession and having me to yourself. Let's work on letting that go."
"Yeah, alright," he said, looking away.
Rashida pulled him by the chin and pecked his lips.
"You pounded Natalie Portman into our kitchen table and she had troubles walking afterwards," Rashida whispered, "How many others can say that?"
She glanced around the darkened garage and spotted one or two strangers making their way out. Pulling on the hem of her skirt, she peeled it up and revealed her dark creamy thigh before sliding over his lap. Tinted windows or not, she had to be careful. She bent her head to the side and pushed her chest against his face. Those big hands immediately slid across her smooth skin and grappled onto her large buns.
"Aubrey is a million times the freak Natalie is," she told him, now grinding her purple panties against the fatness building in his shorts, "Do you need a quick reminder of how much I love you?"
"I know how much you love me," he said, his face being smothered by her warm cleavage.
"So, this is the last time we talk about this?" She asked stern.
"I promise," he told her, "I don't want us to be late for our flight."
Rashida pulled away and lifted herself up with a whine, "Ow. Ow! Good, because my leg is cramping. Oh, shit."
She pulled her hair back and secured her seat belt, giving him a smile.
"Just enjoy the ride. I know you have so far," she winked.
*****
"About time. Holy shit," Rashida said, glaring towards Aubrey as she locked her front door.
It was his first time seeing Aubrey Plaza in person and she was just as beautiful and quirky in the flesh as she was in the shows he's watched her in. He can't even count the amount of times he's blown a load to videos of Julie Powers from Scott Pilgrim. Plus, the weirdo April Ludgate made him have to re-watch many episodes of Parks and Recreation after launching cum two feet into the air and falling asleep five minutes later.
It's almost like he telepathically told her to put her dark raven hair into a high and tight ponytail that hung down to the middle of her back and swayed with life with every step. His shorts ballooned out after catching glimpses of her floaty bangs and large black rimmed glasses just below. He couldn't stop there and roamed his eyes down to her skin tight top with long sleeves shoved up to her elbows. Just that glimpse of her light and pale skin made his balls boil. When she turned around to pick up her bags, her thick ass was being held in by her tight pencil skirt with a hint of a heart shape. His feet shuffled across the floor mat with a sudden uncontrollable lust that Rashida quickly picked up on. Those long, delicate legs were toned, no thanks to her shiny high heels and she started down the sidewalk.
"Remember our conversation we had earlier and think about all the things you can share with me," Rashida said out of no where, "Go. Put her shit in the trunk."
Aubrey is no stranger to dark chocolate and as soon as that six foot five tower of muscle stepped from the tiny car, her heart thumped hard and her lips moistened.
"Heeeeyy!" she yelled out.
