Randa looked out of her window, the sunshine was warm and gentle on her face, slipping a crop top on over her 38B chest sliding her black shorttails on with short black high-heeled boots. Summers heat would soon be upon the day.
Randa walking to school down the tree lined covered streets. Looking up a few houses she saw Mr. Fairburn, he was just coming out of his door. Randa watched the hard man walking toward his truck.
Randa could feel her clit contract as she lusted after the father of her good friend Robert. Graham was six-feet tall weighing 200 lbs of solid muscle, he was a landscape architect, he was alone now his wife had left him years ago for a woman. Randa thought she had lost her mind; he was so hot and intelligent with a dirty sense of humor.
Randa was getting closer to the house when Graham looked up and saw the young Randa. Graham's bulge began to grow as he watched that hot wench body sauntered up the street in front of him. Graham had looked directly at her breasts because he wanted to suck those luscious animals until the end of time.
"Hello, Mr. Fairburn hope you are having a nice day," said Randa as she was walking down the street, pausing again, "It is sooo hot, it makes me feel good."
"How would you like a ride to school? It is a bit hot to be walking now," said Graham as Randa was walking up the driveway.
"That would be very kind of you Graham," said Randa in a soft voice.
Graham knew this could be dangerous, he could feel his cock growing harder by the second, Randa was so hot in a cool sort of way, she had a quiet sex kitten appeal hidden by an all American look. Opening the door to the Rover. Randa turned giving him a full French kiss with sky rocketing heat. Graham walked around to the driver's side of the Rover getting in pulling out a few moments later.