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One Kiss Too Many

Date: 12/26/2015, Categories: Love Stories, Author: SCRUFFRILEY, Rating: 7, Source: LushStories

someone?" "No," she answered. "There’s no one around to call." "Well, I can take you home." I said. "Which way?" "Up the Malahat to Shawnigan-Mill Bay Road." I pulled out of the lot and headed north. Just a mile ahead was a Payless gas station, with a full store. I pulled up to the door, happy to find it still open, even after 11. I ran in and bought a humongous beach towel. I had left the heater blowing on full capacity, and when I got back to the truck, I saw that my front seat passenger had removed her shoes, and placed both feet up on the dashboard to get dried off by the blowing hot air. I thought it bold of her, being a stranger, to put her feet up on my new truck, but that was just the way she was. I was about to tell her off, but the fragrance in that cab was heavenly, with the fan blowing up her skirt, her pheromones suffusing the air. I thought I would go crazy. "Here’s a towel to dry yourself," I said, trying to think about something else. She sat up straight, grabbed it, and thanked me. She opened it up. "Wow. This is huge!" she exclaimed. "Ya, it better be for $30. I hope it’s super absorbent too." She began drying her long, curly, red hair. She looked so sexy, tossing her head around. Then she started wiping the excess water off the arms of her white sweater. They say beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and I was doing a lot of beholding, and seeing nothing but beauty. "I bought you a Mars bar too. I thought you might be hungry." "Oh, thank you," she replied. ... "My favourite." She took a huge bite. The caramel dripped out the broken end, and ran down her lower lip. "You spilt some," I said. She tried to lick it off her lip, but by now it had dripped to her chin. "No. You missed. It’s on your chin," I explained. She scooped some of it with her finger, then licked it off. That was so hot, watching her tongue come out to lick her finger. I was mesmerized by her mouth. There was something about it, something, something sensual. I tried to get my mind off of it. So I said something stupid, something equally provocative. "I noticed you’re wearing an ankle bracelet. Is there any meaning to what ankle you wear it on?" I asked, hoping to get some kind of reading on her. "Well, I’ve read that one ankle means you’re available, and the other means you’re open." "Open to what?" I asked. "You know, you swing both ways," she explained. "So what one are you," I asked hopefully. Either answer would have excited me, especially since this woman seated beside me was so beautiful. I could still smell the scent of her pheromones from when the fan was blowing up her skirt. The thought that she might be available really sparked my desire. And just picturing her kissing another woman, well, that was too much to expect. "I didn’t say," she replied saucily. "It’s none of your business." By now, she was drying off nicely. She kept working on drying her hair. "Oh, the towel is caught in my hairpin. Can you help me?" I leaned forward, reaching behind her head. ...