This is the second story of the series. Feel free to read it independently or first read 'Mandy's "Ride" Home'. Enjoy either way! -Lore
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Rick Garrison was sitting in his office chair at his desk on Tuesday afternoon, considering pulling out his hardening cock and stroking it yet again...thinking about that hot little piece of ass he'd nailed late last Thursday night. He'd done nothing but think about having her again since he dropped her off at home. His entire weekend was filled with thoughts of where he would like to fuck her, how he would fuck her, nastier and nastier things he would do to her. Luckily, he and Debra hadn't needed her to watch the boys again last weekend...otherwise, he would've been liable to blow his wife off to stay home and bang the babysitter while his sons played in the next room. That wouldn't have been a good scenario. If Debra knew what he'd done with Mandy, he'd be toast...let alone what he was planning to do with her again.
Thoughts of Mandy even raided his dreams...her tight, young cunt, her perfect bouncy tits, her long luscious legs, and those innocent, baby blue eyes. She was a dream come true. Every time he thought of her, even for one little moment, he'd get an instant hard on. He'd stroked his cock off so many times over the weekend, he was sore, but Rick didn't care. He hadn't even come close to having enough. Debra had been willing to let him fuck her on Saturday night, but he still wasn't satisfied. Envisioning he was fucking Mandy, Rick had gotten a little more rough with his wife than she was accustomed, so she pushed him off of her, rolled over, and went to sleep. She was annoyed as hell, leaving him to finish on his own. So, finish he did. Rick went into the master bathroom just off their bedroom and shut the door. He stood in front of the mirror, still completely naked, and imagined Mandy there with him. In his mind, she was naked, bent over the countertop, her legs spread. She was smiling at him in the mirror, waiting to be taken. Rick, leaning back in his chair and rubbing his cock on the outside of his dress pants now, remembered back to how tight he'd gripped his cock in his hand, wishing it had been Mandy's cunt he was forcing his way into as his hips bucked forward rough and fast through his fist. He'd gripped his cock so fucking hard, thrusting and thrusting, harder and harder until his cum was strewn all over the sink basin. Rick remembered leaning down, both his hands on the edge of the countertop, panting, and staring at his cum in the sink. He remembered thinking how that cum should've been inside Mandy.
As Rick lay back in his office chair, thinking of her yet again...his cock rock hard yet again, he could barely stand it. Every thought he had drifted to her. His entire body ached to have her again...to be naked against her, to feel her inside and out. Rick just wanted to spend an entire day ravishing that perfect young thing. I've got to plan a "business trip" soon and ask Mandy to join me, he thought to himself.
Finally, realizing he had work to do, Rick sat up in his seat and turned on his computer, ignoring his harder than hard dick. He flipped through a couple client files on his desktop, trying to decide which one to work on. He opened up the Bradley account. Ahhh, yes, Raymond Bradley is paying us big bucks to work on his account, so I guess I'll do a little work on his file today, Rick decided. But as Rick scanned through the file, he came across a little background information on Mr. Bradley, so he clicked on it to get a feel for the man whose case was entrusted to him. He read that Mr. Bradley had been born to immigrants in the 30's, that he'd gone to Harvard, that he was a self-made man...blah, blah, blah. Then Rick saw it...the name of Mr. Bradley's current wife...MANDY Bradley. Oh, for fuck's sake!, Rick yelled in his head. I can't get away from that name, that girl, thoughts of her! Jesus! What am I gonna do?!
Quickly pushing his chair away from his desk, Rick stood up and began to pace around his office. Something had to give! Maybe I'll go to the gym this afternoon and blow off a little steam, he thought. My body could use a little work. Hell, maybe that hot little trainer with the long blonde hair and big brown eyes will be there to spot me. Then it hit him...the trainer's name? Amanda. Fuck!, he yelled again in his head. There's only one way I'm gonna get anything done, he decided. Rick walked back over to his desk, flipped off his computer, grabbed his coat, and headed for the door.
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A little over one hour later, Rick found himself sitting in the parking lot at Mandy's high school. What the fuck am I doing?, he asked himself. I can't believe I'm here, planning to pull some high school kid out of class so I can fuck her! I'm losing my mind! Rick put the key in the ignition and started his Escalade, prepared to drive off, then a picture of Mandy's glorious naked body flashed in his mind again and his dick surged against his dress pants. He turned the SUV back off, exited, and headed for the entrance of the school.
He arrived in the office moments later and was greeted by the receptionist. "May I help you sir?"
"Yes ma'am. I have a problem."
"What can I do for you, sir?"
Rick looked the receptionist over. YOU can do nothing for me, he chuckled to himself. "My name is Rick Garrison. The girl that babysits my twin boys goes to school here. Her name is Mandy Cartwright. Well, she babysat for my wife and I last week and we let her borrow something, but I've found myself in a pickle and I need to get it back from her ASAP."
The receptionist looked at him questionably. "Is this something she would have on her person?"
"Most likely...either that or in her locker."
She gave him the once over, but after apparently deciding he looked harmless in his Gucci suit, she wrote him a name tag, slid it across the desk to him, then began typing away at her computer. A minute later, she said, "Mandy's in gym class right now. Go down that hall there," she said as she pointed, "then take a left. The gymnasium is on the right."
"Thank you ma'am. I appreciate your help."
"No problem, Mr. Garrison," she said giving him a big wide smile and a wink.
Rick smiled back. A shiver ran through his body knowing that the receptionist was probably eyeballing his ass as he walked out of the office. Oh well, let her eyeball me, Rick thought...if it gets me what I really want, it's worth it!
He made his way down the hall per the receptionist's instructions, finding the gym directly on the right as she'd promised. Rick opened up one of the two huge doors and entered the gym. Inside, he saw a group of girls on the basketball court floor playing kickball. He looked over the railing, an entire flight above the floor, and immediately spotted Mandy. There was no mistaking her...especially amongst her classmates. She outshone everyone and everything around her, even in that silly gym uniform. He decided to watch her for a few minutes. She'd kicked the ball and was now running to first base. She was all sweaty...her face flushed with excitement as it had been that night in the back of his Escalade. Her perky tits bouncing with her as she ran...her gorgeous long legs reaching first with only a few mere strides.
"May I help you?!" an old, rough looking woman called up to him from amongst the teenage girls.
Rick realized that the gym teacher was probably wondering who this strange man was standing in the bleachers. She was probably thinking she had a pervert on her hands. Well, she kind of does!, Rick chuckled to himself as he made his way down the flight of stairs to the basketball court. He glanced up and saw that every girl in the class was staring straight at him. He looked over at Mandy and saw her eyes widen. She finally recognized him. A huge smile swept across her face as Rick walked over to the gym teacher. Rick smiled back quickly, then diverted his attention to the old hag of a teacher. He charmingly re-explained everything to her that he'd explained to the receptionist and a few minutes earlier, then the teacher turned to Mandy. "Mandy, Mr. Garrison here needs to see you."
"Yes ma'am," she said, practically running over to where the two were standing.
"I'd appreciate it if you two would go back up those stairs right there and take this outside the gymnasium. I'd like to get back to the game and that won't happen while these girls are oogling you," she said begrudgingly.
