It was late one Thursday, and Kyle was driving home after his last job. His phone buzzed, and as he hoped, it was a message from Jess. He quickly tapped the notification and read: "Just finished".
He smiled to himself. He carefully messaged back "I'm ten minutes away. Want to wait for me?"
As he drove his heartrate accelerated. It had been a few days since their regular Monday rendezvous and they were always looking for any opportunity to see each other, no matter how brief.
It wasn't long before he received her reply of "Okay 😊". He smiled and replied: "See you soon".
The café where Jess worked was conveniently on his way home. It made these kinds of quick meet ups easy, as long as their times lined up. Today worked.
Kyle turned the corner and reversed into a parking spot. Jess had seen the van approaching from her car, and walked around to the side door. Kyle walked around the van and opened the side door. With a quick "hey", Jess climbed in. Kyle said "hey", and followed her in, closing the door behind him.
The van was a courier van, so didn't have side windows, but did have a back window facing the footpath. In the dark, it was private enough for them.
They sat on the hard floor of the van and chatted about their days. Kyle about the thirty or so deliveries and the various hard to find apartment buildings, wrong addresses, and general criticism about how long ago the person had ordered the thing in the box, while Jess complained about the pretentious customers and their overly complicated coffee orders, the entitled customers demanding cooked dishes despite the kitchen being closed hours earlier, and generally stupid customers trying to customise the muffins in the display case ("can I have a white chocolate and raspberry muffin, but without the white chocolate?").
As they talked and joked and laughed together, Kyle moved his hand to Jess' knee. She smiled shyly.
"What do you want?" she asked gently, almost challenging Kyle.
"You," Kyle said, smiling. He slid his hand higher up her thigh. She smiled back, and placed her hand gently on his, and slid it up his arm.
Kyle leant in towards her, resting on his left hand. He moved his right hand to her waist, slowly sliding it up her side, deliberately grazing the side of her boob. As his hand slid over the top of her boob to her collarbone, neck and cheek, he leaned in, pulling her face gently towards his, and kissed her hard. She responded eagerly, wrapping her tongue around his. Kyle responded, pushing his tongue firmly into her mouth. He felt her tiny moan reverberate through his own mouth.
Jess quickly slid her hands up his sides to his armpits, and started to tickle him. Kyle responded by breaking off the kiss, grabbing her wrists and forcing them over her head. He half tackled her down onto her back, pinning her wrists above her head. Jess opened her legs slightly, allowing Kyle's body to slide in between. With her arms pinned, and their bodies hard up against each other, Kyle kissed her again, grinding his firm crotch up and down against Jess'.
After a minute, he released her arms so he could move back down her body again. He held her face as they kissed, his thumbs framing her face, his fingers tangled in her hair. His left hand slid further down her body to her beautiful double D boobs. He pressed his hand hard into hear boob, eliciting another soft moan.
He suddenly clamped his hand over Jess' mouth. He had heard footsteps passing the back of the van. He and Jess froze. The footsteps had stopped. He stared at the back window of the van, both of them holding their breath, waiting to see if they had been discovered.
There was nowhere to hide. It was just them in an empty van. If the person they could hear walking so close looked in the back of the van, they would see the two of them lying next to each other on the cold, hard floor. At least they were both still fully dressed. But that wouldn't matter if it was someone they knew.
The footsteps resumed, growing fainter, and Kyle and Jess breathed again. They smiled at each other and kissed hard, driven by the rush of the near discovery. Kyle quickly found where his hands were up to and continued his exploration.
He played with her nipple with his thumb as he pressed and squeezed. He could feel it harden even through the three layers of clothes.
His hand continued to wander down her waist to the edge of her university hoodie. He slid his hand under against her skin and made his way up to her boobs again, moving from one to the other squeezing, pressing and pinching her nipples through her bra.
He kissed her cheek and neck as he moved his other hand down her other side, bypassing her boobs quickly, and pushing under the waist of her pants. He shifted his body out from between her legs to lay beside her. Jess' hands found their way down Kyle's body to his fly, and unbuttoned and unzipped it. Together they each moved their hands down the front of each other's underwear, Kyle's finger sliding over her clit to her wet pussy, and up and in. Jess' fingers glided gently down his shaft to his balls, lightly tickling them, then wrapping her hand around his dick and pumping it gently up and down.
Kyle stifled his own groan of pleasure as he saw Jess' eyes roll back, her mouth slightly open. He fingered her slowly as her body started to rock in rhythm with his hand movement. Jess matched Kyle's rhythm with her hand on his dick. Kyle began bucking his hips with her almost automatically.
A group of voices nearby caused them to freeze again. This time, with each other's hands down each other's pants they were in a more vulnerable position if they were discovered. What if someone had noticed the movement of the van and realised what would happen? What if someone was filming them through the back window? They would end up on PornHub by the end of the night, and surely then someone who knew them might recognise one of them.
