Chapter 1: Introduction
Lisa walks in strutting
her stuff, her heels clicking against the polished concrete floor of the dealership. She's a walking, talking goddamn fantasy. Her short, black dress hugs her curves like a second skin, showing off every asset she's got. The way her hips sway, it's like she's dancing even when she's just walking. Her long, wavy brunette hair bounces with each step, the ends brushing against the small of her back. She's not wearing a bra, her tits practically spilling out of that tiny dress, and I know damn well she's wearing that black lace thong she loves so much.
The guys around her can't help but stare, their eyes following her every move like she's some fucking rockstar. And maybe she is, in a way.
I'm perched up on a stool at the parts counter, watching her work her magic. I'm Eric, by the way. Lisa's boyfriend. I've seen her do this a thousand times, but it never gets old. She's a fucking masterpiece, and I'm the lucky bastard who gets to call her mine.
One of the mechanics, some young kid named Jake, can't take his eyes off her.
He's leaning against a lifted truck, his arms crossed over his chest, trying to look casual, but I see the way his eyes are fucking tracing every inch of her body. He licks his lips, and I know he's thinking about licking her. Fucking pervert.
Lisa turns and spots him. She tilts her head, a slow smirk spreading across her face. "Like what you see, Jakey?" she purrs, her voice low and sultry as fuck. I can't help the twitch in my pants, the way her voice alone gets me hard.
Jake swallows hard, his Adam's apple bobbing in his throat.
"Fuck yeah, I do," he says, his voice gruff. "You're fuckin' gorgeous, Lisa."
She saunters over to him, her hips swaying, her heels clicking on the floor. She stops just inches from him, looking up into his eyes. I can see the lust in his gaze, the way his pupils are dilated, his breath coming in short gasps.
"You think so, huh?" she says, her voice barely above a whisper. She leans in, her tits pressing against his chest. I can see the outline of her nipples through her dress, hard and pointed.
Fuck, she's driving him crazy, and I'm getting harder just watching her. Jake swallows again, his hands clenching into fists at his sides.
"Fuck, Lisa," he growls, his voice low and desperate. "I wanna taste you. I wanna lick that pretty little pussy of yours until you're screaming my name."
Lisa reaches up, her fingers tangling in his hair, pulling his head down towards her. She presses her lips against his, her tongue forcing its way into his mouth. He moans, his hands coming up to cup her face, deepening the kiss.
Lisa's hands move toward