1. Seducing my Best Friend and Co-worker, Holly


    Date: 8/15/2015, Categories: First Time, Author: CommunicationDirectr, Rating: 8, Source: LushStories

    I spent the rest of that Saturday at the pool. I headed in to my apartment shortly after five, trying to figure out what I was going to do that evening. The hot tub beckoned. Then I heard a ‘tap, tap, tap,” on my apartment door. I opened it to find Holly standing in front of me,looking hot in her skin tight designer jeans , stiletto heels, and a cut cut-off, mid-riff bearing top. She had on pearl drop earrings and her long brunette hair was neatly styled and combed down into bangs. “To what do I owe the pleasure?” I inquired. “Do you want to go for a drive?” she asked. “Sure,” I replied, “Where are we going?” “Anywhere you want,” she replied. I settled into the passenger seat of her sports car, a small black Toyota. She cranked on her stereo and Roxette blared from the speakers. Within seconds, we were out on the Interstate. We drove for about an hour, just listening to the music. Holly pulled off the interstate and on to the service road. She steered on to a small country road and pulled up to a stop. She turned the radio down and looked at me. “Do you ever get afraid?” she asked. It was a strange question. “Yes, but only when I am not sure of myself,” I replied. “Why?” She stepped on the gas and the small sports car took off down the country road. I watched the speedometer hit 80, then 85, then 88. We rounded a corner and Holly struggled to hold on to the steering wheel as the car careened from one side of the road to another. We hit a patch of loose gravel and Holly ...
    screamed “Oh Shit!” as the car went airborne and landed with a jarring thud. She stomped on the brakes and we ground to a stop, dust encircling us. I didn’t say a word. She looked at me – “Did I scare you?” “No,” I told her, “but I can scare you.” “Take your best shot,” she replied. We exchanged places. “Put your seat belt on,” I remarked. Holly slipped the belt across her lap and chest. I slipped the car into reverse and stomped on the gas. “Oh shit!” Holly exclaimed. I stomped on the brake and turned the wheel hard, swinging the front end of the small car into a 180 degree spin. Before we were event pointed in the opposite direction, I slammed the car into first gear and stomped on the gas. The tires spun on the asphalt surface, squealing. I popped it into second gear and we were immediately propelled back into our seats and the car took off. The engine screamed as I slammed it from one gear into another. Holly put her hand out to hold on to the dash, as she held on to her seat belt with the other hand. I hit the first curve low, at 80, and pushed on the accelerator. We topped 90, then 95, 96, 100, 105, then 107, the engine screaming. I called out the speed as we trekked along. I backed off the accelerator to about 90, and looked at Holly. “Do you ever get afraid?” I asked as we slipped around another curve and then through an s-curve. She didn’t answer. I slammed on the brakes, and just before we came to a stop, I yanked on the steering wheel, spinning the small sedan in a ...
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