"Well, why don't we go where you take all the other guys," you say.
Greta smiles and takes your hand, "Come this way."
You quickly follow her, shoving your way through the crowd. Greta takes several twists and turns and you get a little lost. Perhaps you should have been looking where you were going rather than studying her ass in those tight shorts.
You do come to your senses when Greta leads you through a door. You look around and notice you are inside a construction area, behind the barricade to a new store. It looks like some sort of electronics store like RadioShack or something.
"My brother is a construction manager," Greta says, "he told me this place was here and won't be open for a few weeks."
"Great," you reply, "And what do you usually do back here?"
Greta looks at you with a little gleam in her eye, "Well, I usually start with this." And with that she reaches out and rubs your crotch through your shorts.
You are hard in a second and pull her close for a long kiss. With her pressed against you, you let your hands run all over her ass and it is every bit as nice as it looked.
You break the kiss and look at her, "What do you do next?" |