Brenna and I watched Arthur walk to Tony's SUV from behind the front room's bay window curtains. I sent Art out because the driver was scared shitless of me, had seen Brenna and knows she's with me. Art was unknown to him, which made what was about to happen perfect.
"So that's the guy that leered at me, huh?" Brenna said as Tony got out of the SUV to open the back door for Arthur.
"Yup. He's also the first one I intimidated." Arthur reached the car and started to deliver the lines I told him to say. I unconsciously said those aloud, "Hey, are you Tony?" Tony nodded. "Cool. I heard that you said some pretty lewd stuff about my sister." Right on que, Tony turned white as Arthur swiftly seized his neck and forced him against the side of the car. I felt Tony's tangy shock and fear. "I think you should apologize to her. Don't you?" The weak little man quickly nodded and Art gave the signal to join him.
"Ok, Brenna, you're up," I said as I put my hands on her bolder delts and turned her to me. When I cupped her cheek she tilted her head into my hand, closed her eyes and purred. "Remember what I told you and have fun."
"Prrrrrryes, Bruce," she moaned. She was transfixed by my touch, so I spun her towards the door and slapped her firm ass. She yelped and started walking towards the door. When she opened the front door she pivoted towards me, pointed a finger and said, "You'll pay for that later."
I smirked knowing that she would be paying me all night long. I resumed my spying through the curtains as she cat walked down the sidewalk to the car. I felt Tony's excitement as the scantily clothed muscle bound sex kitten walking towards him. I enjoyed the sight of her pantiless glutes rolling as she walked. When she reached the car Arthur released Tony's neck as Brenna pinned him to the car with her breasts. With her six inch high heeled sandals on she was a couple of inches taller than her prey. She used that to her advantage as she started to run her fingers through his hair. I recited her lines under my breath, "I heard you'd like to bang me. Oooh, I looove to feel your hot," she licked his nose from the tip to his forehead, "thick," she bent to blow hot breath into his ear, "cock aaalll the way in me." One of her hands drifted down his chest. That's my que. I start towards the front door. "I bet you would just...moan...fill me aaall up..."
I slammed the front door so hard it sounded like a cannon report. If she remembered her lines, she should be saying, "Oh, SHIT. Here he comes. Just act natural."
As I approached Brenna spun away from Tony and hugged my side, pressing her tits into me. I yanked back her head by her hair and planted a devastating kiss on her lips while her hand traced the outline of my cock down my thigh to an inch above my kneecap. I glanced up at Tony as my tongue battled with Brenna's and saw he was breathing heavily and his face was a sweaty mess. I also saw the hickey Brenna laid on him. Hopefully he's too nervous to notice my smile against Brenna's lips. The dissonant emotions blasting off of him tasted like a Hungarian buffet; hot, spicy and rich. The emotions became even more delicious when Arthur grabbed Tony's shirt, leaned in and said lustfully, "I bet your ass is extra sweet, big boy," and licked his ear.
I broke the kiss, looked up and growled at Arthur, "In the car!"
Arthur backed slowly, hips swaying, into the rear car door way, put a hand to his ear in the international symbol for a phone and mouthed, "Call me."
While Tony is still giving Art a stunned look I grabbed his jaw, turned his head to me and, with a power drenched voice, said, "We're going to four thirty-three Woodward Drive. No matter what you hear, DO NOT look in the back seat. Capisci?"
"Huh?"
I rolled my eyes, pulled him closer and growled, "UNDERSTOOD?" Tony nervously nodded his head.
"What's the address?"
"F-four thirty-three W-woodward Drive!"
"Where do you keep your eyes?"
"Not in the back seat!"
The proper answer was, 'on the road,' but his response was close enough. I released his jaw and lightly slapped his cheek twice and said, "Good boy." I climbed into the back seat and bellowed, "Brenna!"