"And just what do you think I have in mind?" I smiled at her while raising both eyebrows.
She leaned in and lightly touched her forehead to mine, sliding her hands down to the sides of my neck and saying "You'd better be planning on lots of... how'd you put it... caressing... nibbling....ummm, something about my nose... & oh yeah, my toes....".
"Are you sure you want to break the 'mood' to drive all the way to your house?" I teased. "After all, we'll lose at least twenty minutes with putting ourselves back together... school buses... traffic lights..." all the while, gently sliding my hands beneath her breasts, then up the sides, around to the front & bringing my thumbs and forefingers together on her nipples. Lightly tweaking both nipples, I softly gripped her lower lip between mine and tugged on it for just a moment.
Her moan and open-mouthed kiss said she agreed we should stay, but her hands, now flat on my chest said otherwise. She almost whispered: "I really don't want my first time with you to be on an examining table, or a chair. I don't know if it was wishful thinking or if I actually sensed that you're a tender, patient lover. I think it's because you've been so patient with all my dumb questions, and because you never break eye contact when I talk. Have you any idea how extraordinary it is to have a conversation with man who doesn't talk to my tits?
Smiling, I replied: "This isn't the first time I've heard that, but to be honest, I've been checking these out every time you've given me a chance over the last two months. You've caught me at least once, haven't you?" as I continued caressing with my left hand while alternately sliding my forefinger into her cleavage and opening two more buttons with my right.
Her lips were then at my left ear: "Of course I have... (nibble on the earlobe) but it wasn't easy... (tongue in the ear and pivot of the pelvis) because you've been so damn sly about it." I pressed back against her pussy and let out a low moan while pressing my ear into her mouth. Her hands slid up to my shoulders, down my arms, squeezed the biceps, cupped the elbows and continued along the forearms. Her right one ended up atop my left on her right breast. She pressed it into herself for a moment, moaned softly, then lifted my hand and placed it on her waist. With her left hand, she lifted my right one off of her left breast just long enough to come back up with her right, pull the right side of her open blouse away and placed my left hand inside, on the part of her right breast that stood out above a surprisingly soft, shear bra. She then gently guided my fingers inside the bra to her hard, sensitive nipple.
With a sigh, she slid her pussy along the length of my dick and started kissing her way down my neck as she said: "You know... (kiss) I've been fantasizing for weeks.... (nibble) about stretching out beside you... (open mouthed kiss with a lick) & doing almost exactly what you described earlier... (kiss). It's not even 2:40 yet..... (three kisses up my throat to the chin). I promise to make it worth the five minutes it'll take us to get there... (briefly kissing my lips, then moving to the other ear). You're not going to tell me you don't know the back road from here to there, are you? ... No lights... (kiss), no school busses... (nibble on the earlobe), just one stop sign. I'll bet we're there before you get soft...." She slid away until she was nearly sitting on my knees and brought her hands down to squeeze the tent-pole in my pants. I spread my knees, in the process opening her legs wider.
