"I saw...well I thought I saw a teenage girl in the woods on the other side of the road. I...don't see her now though." Pamela states as you turn to look yourself.
You spot her right away, hiding behind a tree with her hand in her shorts rubbing furiously. From that position Pamela couldn't see her from the passenger seat. You put her age at around yours. She has a straw hat on, a pair of Daisy Dukes, and a multishaded blue flannel shirt that was tied closed. One breast was out, and you figure her to be about an A cup. Her eyes are closed as she masturbates behind the tree. You nod, "I see her. Looks like she's a voyeur. Kinda cute, but nowhere near your beauty." You say, though you concede that the girl's nose was a bit cuter than Pam's...not that you'd *say* that to Pam, since you kinda like being alive.
You watch the girl shudder against the tree for a solid minute, both you and Pam (who had shifted position to watch as well) getting excited at watching your voyeur get off.
After a breath the girl opened her eyes and then jerked in surprise as she notices you both watching her. You notice that Pam waves to her, and then tells her to come towards the car.
"What are you doing?"
"Well, I love you. Okay? I really do. And that wasn't a great orgasm, in my opinion, at all." Pamela states simply, confusing the hell out of you since you can't draw a conclusion. "Charlie...what happens on the road...stays on the road, okay? I mean I've only been with you, and you've only been with me...so as of now we are going to make this trip to Texas all about learning everything about each other."
"You mean...you want a threesome now? I...I didn't even think you we curious? We never talked about it." You state stunned.
"You can blame Mrs. Carlson and your sister for that. Until I found out that your sister and her best friend were bi I never even thought of it. And even now I'm not exactly sure if I want to eat a girl out as a regular thing, or even at all." Her hand strokes your face, "But I don't want to go through life with what ifs, and should haves, so I want us both to get all the fantasies out of the way now, before college, that way they are at least not what ifs and should haves. They'll be been there done thats. Okay?" Pam looks back to the girl and waves her forward again. The girl is breathing heavily again, deciding. |