Katie was up early on a warm April morning. The sun was shining and she felt good about herself. She had turned 19 a week earlier and today was her big day – her driving test. She had taken 10 lessons and had picked it up well and was feeling confident, she just hoped she would get a good examiner. Her friend Nathalie had had a really miserable bloke who had failed her on the teensiest thing. She didn't want that to happen, she wanted to give it her best shot and pass first time. She so wanted to pass – she could go and visit her friends whenever she wanted without having to ask her Mum – it would be so cool. It would open up so many new horizons.
Two miles away Stephen was preparing for his first test of the day. He was now spending less time on his private tuition and had been pursuing another career as a driving instructor for nearly six months. It was a rewarding and at times demanding job and he had taken a special driving course to become an examiner. He was doing it part time and that meant he had time to look after some of his maths students in the afternoon and at weekends. With his new job he met different people of all ages, men and women. He always liked it when they were young ladies and often fanaticised about his 'naughty driving instructor' scenario with one of them but had never dared or had the nerve to carry it out – it was just too risky. Despite his active and adventurous sex life, seducing a driving candidate seemed implausible and dodgy – he could lose his job, at the very least. "Maybe one day", he thought as he set off that morning for the driving centre.
Katie, fresh out of the shower, dressed quickly; had a small breakfast and took the short bus ride to the centre. She looked good today and she knew it. Her light purple blouse was tied at the waist. She wore black tights and a short denim skirt and black ankle-length boots. When she arrived at the centre the receptionist showed her to a waiting room where a couple of nervous looking young men were waiting. She wasn't nervous, she would pass come what may. She just hoped there would be no stupid tractors pulling out in front of her if they went along the 'country route' as she called it, like on her first lesson. "No they wouldn't go that way on a test", she reassured herself.
She had only been in the waiting room for five minutes when Stephen entered with his clip board.
"Katie Holmes?" He looked at the girl who he assumed must be the one and she stood up and smiled. Stephen looked at her breasts a little too obviously and then down at her legs. Katie glanced down nervously and coughed.
"Hmm, very, very nice" Stephen thought to himself as he handed her they keys to the car.
'Hi Miss Holmes, I'm Mr Andrews, we just need to go into this room and do a short theory test and we can hit the road.'
'OK cool', said Katie.
Stephen sat the girl down at a small desk and he went through a few points on the highway code – stopping distances and the like. She had clearly done her homework and appeared to know all the road signs and markings inerrantly. Stephen was impressed.
'Great that's OK then, just come outside and read this number plate for me please.'
Stephen pointed to a grey Ford Orion.
'1 – 8 P – U – 5 – S - Y'
'Excellent', said Stephen, 'We can go.'
The two got in to the car, and Katie started it up. When they were in Stephen noticed her perfume. It was a lovely Estee Lauder and suited her perfectly. Stephen would have all on, concentrating on his job today as her already short skirt was now even shorter in her sitting position and the perfume just made things worse.
'OK, when you're ready go down Ayr road and take a left at the end.'
Katie, remembered all the things she had been taught. Mirrors, signals, speed limit. And after ten minutes the test was going well. She performed the reverse manoeuvre to perfection and her emergency stop was spot on. Katie was feeling confident. She knew she just needed to keep her nerve and with half a chance she would be home and dry.
They were approaching the last bit of the test when she negotiated a traffic island and a car pulled out in front of her. She had to brake quite hard and lost her cool, shouting at the driver and ended up in the wrong lane. She went red.
'Sorry about that', she said – caught me by surprise.'
However she recovered her composure well and without further ado they were back at the centre a few minutes later. Stephen was confident of her driving and despite the last minute hiccup knew she had passed, but it was enough of an excuse to germinate a small naughty thought in his mind.
"What if?", he thought. He looked down at Katie's legs and her top and then into her lovely brown eyes. If there was anybody he would like to have his scenario with, it was this girl. It was over an hour till his next candidate, so he was in no rush.
"Right then Miss Holmes, you have done quite well and on the whole that was a steady performance. However, the roundabout incident was quite serious and for that I'm afraid I have to fail you.'
Katie looked horrified.
'Oh but it was his stupid fault, oh please Mr Andrews I was so good – oh flip I can't believe this.'
Stephen felt genuine compassion for her and began to have second thoughts, but in her aeriated state, she just looked even sexier.
'I understand Miss Holmes, but I wouldn't be doing my job to pass you now.'
'Oh frick!'
Katie thumped the steering wheel.
'That fricking car!!! I don't believe it.'
Katie had gone red. She was really pissed off. Now Stephen made his move.
'You really want to pass don't you?'
'Of course, I know I went a bit wrong but...'
Stephen put his hand on her shoulder and turned to her.
'I really should fail you but, well if you really want to pass – maybe you could let me see how much you want it.'
For a few seconds there was silence as Katie's brain processed this remark.
'I'm not sure I know what you mean', said Katie.
Stephen looked at her and put his hand on her thigh and stroked it gently.
