A bright, sunny afternoon in Los Angeles had faded into a cool, cloudy night. After a day of studio work that started when the sun rose, Anna Kendrick left the building and looked up at the dark sky as the clock passed ten.
"Another day gone," she thought to herself as she walked towards her Honda Accord. "You've been reliable but this girl needs a thrill," she said, patting the car on the hood.
Anna had been offered an opportunity to test drive a brand new white Ferrari that had been set up by her 'Pitch Perfect 2' director Elizabeth Banks, whose cousin was a salesman. Having only driven a Ferrari once and considering it one of the best moments of her life, she took up the offer before the question was finished being asked. While she did not have the money to buy it, she knew that she would get the full court press for the sale.
Anna drove through the city traffic, making it to the dealership shortly before eleven o'clock. Normally, the dealership would be closed but with the opportunity to make a big sale, they stayed open for the thirty-one-year-old. Emerging from her older car wearing a low-cut black t-shirt and a red skirt that went halfway down her thighs, the brunette put a hoodie over her body to shield the cool breeze from hitting her arms.
The salesman, a short Latino man with his long, black hair tied in a ponytail, exited the salesfloor to meet the actress outside. After shaking hands, he led her around to the back of the building, where the shiny white Ferrari sat inside an open garage.
"Beautiful car, huh?" he asked, seeing her eyes light up at the site of the brand-new car.
"It's more than beautiful, it's frickin' sexy," she said with a laugh. "Can I get in?"
"Do as you please!" he exclaimed, walking to the passenger door.
Anna sat in the driver's seat and put both hands on the wheel, a look of amazement on her face. With no hesitation, she fastened her seatbelt and started the car, revving the engine.
"Oh yes!" she yelled with the sound and feeling of the engine rang throughout her body. "Ferraris rock."
Anna put the car in gear and made her way out of the garage. She wanted so badly to put the pedal to the floor and test the car to its full extent but was smart enough not to attempt it in the middle of one of the largest cities in the country. The salesman, who revealed his name as Tony, could sense that Anna wanted to go fast.
"We have a test area if you'd like to go there," he said. "The speed limit there is death."
"I wanna go fast!" she squealed as he put the location is the GPS.
After twenty minutes, Anna pulled into a large abandoned parking lot. She had the look of a kid on Christmas in her brown eyes as she saw her own personal playground in front of her. She gave Tony a smile before slamming her Converse sneaker into the accelerator. Anna's heart was racing as she saw the speedometer climb past seventy, past eighty, past ninety to over a hundred miles per hour. She screamed in joy as she jerked the wheel to the right, taking a one-hundred-twenty mile per hour turn.
"Fuck yeah!" she yelled.
For nearly ten minutes, Anna rode through the thrill of a lifetime, loving every second of her speedy adventure. Eventually, the g-forces started to wear on her tired body and she slowly brought the car back down to under sixty.
"Was that fun or what!" Tony exclaimed as Anna pulled the car to a stop, her heart about to beat out of her chest.
"Fun doesn't begin to describe it," she said, wiping the sweat from her forehead and removing the hoodie she had been wearing. "Wow, I need to stand up and make sure I'm still on Earth."
Anna flung the door open and stood up. Tony watched her get out, noticing a decent-sized wet mark on the back of her skirt. Anna rested her back against the back of the car and panted. She could feel a dampness between her legs and thought for a second that she had pissed herself. She stuck a finger up her skirt and was met with a lot of slick liquid. As soon as her finger brushed against her clitoris, her legs started to shake.
"Holy shit, that almost made me cum," she thought to herself. "I hope that guy didn't notice or smell it or anything," she whispered after taking a whiff of the air and smelling her excitement.
Anna looked through the back window to check if Tony was watching. Once she knew she was clear, she put her hand down the front of skirt and after only a few seconds, completed the orgasm that the car had started. She made sure to poke her skirt out enough not to leave a stain on the front of it. She kicked off a shoe and pulled off a sock, using it clean herself off before putting the shoe back on and nonchalantly getting back into the car.
"Feeling better?" Tony asked.
"More than you can imagine," Anna said, instantly feeling embarrassment in her face.
"How so?" he asked.
"Um, nevermind," Anna said as she put the car in gear and started to drive around the parking lot at a slower pace than before.
"You look like I caught you doing something you shouldn't have been doing," he said with a laugh.
"Ha that's a good one," she said with an exaggerated nervous laugh.
"I'm guessing it had something to do with that stain on the back of your skirt," he said, causing Anna's face to go pale.
"I, uh, what?" Anna asked, her arms starting to shake.
"When you got out of the car, there was a wet stain on the back of your skirt. Did you pee yourself going so fast?" he asked.
