1. My History with Brandy, Chapter 2


    Date: 11/7/2014, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: Tribius, Rating: 3, Source: LushStories

    I stepped out of the small airport terminal to see Brandy standing at the curb next to a very sporty silver Mercedes coupe. She looked incredible in black sharkskin pants that hugged her curved hips and sexy legs like a second skin, and white, high-wedge shoes. She wore a form-fitting turquoise blouse, unbuttoned enough to really showcase her ample cleavage, yet manage to maintain the classy aura that always surrounded her. Of course, her long blonde hair was perfectly styled, with just a bit hiding her left eye. She never disappoints in the looks department! I gave her a wide grin and set my bag down on the walk to greet her. "Stephen!" she exclaimed as she wrapped her arms around my shoulders in greeting, but as I approached to kiss her, she demurely turned her head, and I wound up kissing her cheek instead. Confused, I pulled my head back to look at her, but she just laughed an gave my ass a squeeze followed by a couple of pats. She was in the mood to tease, huh? Well, this should be an interesting day! "You look great, Brandy! What shall we do first?" "Well," she replied, "put your bag in the car and let's go see what kind of trouble we can find!" Speeding down the highway in Brandy's Mercedes, I remembered what a zest she had for living. She drove that thing like she stole it, barely slowing for corners, and passing other drivers like they were standing still. I don't know how she managed to avoid multiple tickets a year, but if I had to guess, I'm sure that her looks ...
    and charm helped out immensely in that area. Of course, her driving coupled with however many gin and tonics I had had on the plane were really giving me a nice, spacey feeling! I closed my eyes and lay my head back on the headrest as Brandy maneuvered her machine through the crowded streets of the art district toward a restaurant that she told me had the best steaks she'd ever tasted. "Hey! No falling asleep on me now," she exclaimed as we came to a stop at a traffic light. "We've got a lot of catching up to do." I opened my eyes and returned her smile. "I'm not sleeping," I replied, "I was just enjoying the buzz of being here." She grinned wider and winked at me. "Well," she said, as she reached across the console to run her hand across my leg, and over the bulge in my slacks, "we've got a lot to enjoy this week!" Just then, the light changed, and Brandy peeled through the intersection, weaving past three other cars as we sped to our destination. The place she had chosen for lunch looked like a lot of the other buildings in this part of town, but the interior was a stark contrast to its exterior. The place looked very contemporary, with a lot of walls made of glass, each holding an impressive selection of wine. Other walls had columns of blue flame enclosed by glass, and still others enclosing rippling waterfalls. The tables were fairly small, but spaced far enough apart to give privacy to the diners. Each table was covered with a full linen tablecloth, and lit by a set of ...
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