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Good question. Kind of a stupid one but it made me think a little. What was he wearing? He seemed like a briefs kind of guy.
“Well…boxers are nice because your man can be relaxed, open, aired out. Tighty whities kind of keep everything safe and snug. Can I go with boxer briefs? Those would be the sexiest.”
He smiled and kept driving.
“Next question,” I said.
A soft, kind of romantic tune started playing on the radio. Same singer but a more sensual song. This definitely wasn’t a beer pong mix. This guy was good.
“Okay, hmm, if you had x-ray vision, what part of a man’s body would you look at first?”
I immediately looked down at his belt area. I could almost sense him stirring in his pants.
“Do I really need to answer that?” I asked.
Whoa, where’d that come from?
I’d never been so forward in my life. This wasn’t the typical Mandy Young. I kinda liked this new me.
I put my hand on his leg and the car swerved a little. I yanked back my hand.
“Sorry,” I said.
“Wait, what? No, it’s ok,” he replied as he looked over at me and smiled.
His smile made my heart thud. You know, the kind of beating you feel all the way up in your neck?
“Maybe I should ask you a question,” I said.
“But you’re not the question master,” he replied.
“If your hands and legs were tied behind your back and I needed you to please me, how would you get the job done?”
He chuckled and seemed to tense up. I’d made him slightly nervous. Good, I thought. He’d been asking all the questions and trying to turn me on. It was my turn to play the game.
“Tell me, Braden. How would you please your woman? How would you please me?”
“Well, if my hands and legs were tied behind my back, I’d need your help…just a little,” he said.
“And what would you need me to do?” I asked.
Surely he wouldn’t have the balls to say what he should say at a time like this. He’d turn this into a joke or something, right?
“I’d need you to slide down your panties…”
Uh huh
“Pull up your skirt…”
No fucking way is he going to say it.
“And sit on my face.”
I felt a nervous flutter in my stomach and I swear my pussy got moist. I was dripping. My teeth clenched and my breath quickened.
Good job, Mr. Braden. Bravo. Please, fuck me now. Stop the car and let me sit on your face.
“Next question,” he said.
