You leave
From Torg Adventure
You escort Vanessa to your car, opening the door for her and kissing her before she gets in. She responds hungrily, her mouth soft and hot, her body pressed against yours.
"I don't want to go home, I don't want to see Brooke," she murmurs. You smile and stroke her and help her into the car. You start to drive without a destination in mind, thinking about options. Vanessa stares straight ahead into the darkness, humming softly to herself, her hand on your thigh.
You're passing a strip of stores when her hand tightens on your thigh,
"Gelato!" she squeaks happily, sounding like a little girl. "Can we stop? Please John," she begs. You smile and park, coming around the car to open her door and take her arm.
"You're so good to me," she says happily, flouncing beside you, her pretty face beaming. "Can we sit and eat it? I want to look at you."
In the shop she chooses a lemon sorbet and the two of you share a small table near the window. She takes tiny bites, savoring the taste, looking at you.
"Thank you for getting me out of there. I couldn't stand it anymore. Jason had his hands all over me."
"I don't blame him," you smile.
She makes a face at you. "We went out a few times in high school, he's a couple years ahead of me. Now that we're both in college he wants to start seeing me. He asked me if I put out now. He's even more grabby than he used to be."
"I was tempted to grab a few of your sorority sisters myself," you grin at her, teasing. Her face gets a worried look for a moment, and she looks away from you, out the window.
"Some of them are very pretty," she says quietly. "Prettier than me. I know you could have some of them if you wanted them."
"You sound jealous."
She takes a tiny spoon of her sorbet and holds it out for you to taste, looking into your eyes. "Yes John. I am insanely jealous."
You look at her anxious little face and take her hand. She squeezes your fingers, looking down.
"I love you so much," she says quietly. "I know I'm a fool. I know I've just fallen in fuck with you, and I know that this will probably end bloody for me. I can't help it."
"If you're looking for monogamy and words like 'forever' I'm not your guy."
She winces slightly at your words, but squeezes your fingers again. "I know. It bothers me, but I can't help myself. I want you so badly, I ache for you. When you touch me I quiver and my pussy starts to drip just thinking about you. I'm so horny all the time, thinking about you fucking me. Oh God John, take me somewhere and fuck me, or I'll embarrass myself in here."
You smile and stand up, taking her hand and leading her out to your car. She leans against you as you walk, purring like a happy kitten.
Where do you take her?
