Note from the Author: This is my first piece I have written for this site. I have read many and have been inspired to allow the viewers of the site into my twisted head. This is the first chapter which I will use as feedback if I should continue the series or not. This is more of an introduction chapter and to build a little tension between the characters. There is still some hot stuff in this one, I didn't want to leave that out but I hope for this story to build up and get even hotter throughout. If you enjoyed the read and want the story to continue I would appreciate it if you would leave your comments down below. Any criticism is welcome, it helps as a writer. If it will continue the I hope to write the chapters quickly to provide you guys with material at least every week. Enjoy!
-MiloTheGreat
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Chapter 1 - The Meeting
Sixty five miles per hour hitting seventy on a forty five. Sam was not one for living the slow life. Everything was spontaneous with him. The only thing he truly took time to pursue is a relationship. He viewed himself as the faithful type and chose wisely when it came to girls. It was a thing he liked to tell himself through his whole life. He didn't have his first girlfriend until High school, unlike all of his friends. The first lasted a year, followed by a second two years after the fallout. The second one only lasted for half the time but it wasn't his idea to end things. His partner was not as committed as he was and she saw that and ended things to save him. Her final words to him were "find me when we are grown up". He let that just slide right over him because if she didn't want him then he didn't want her in the future.
He was driving a 3 series BMW. Sam's parents were very well off, with his mother working as a surgeon and his father being the CEO of a very successful start up company. Sam could have lived the high life, but chose not to. He wanted to do everything on his own. The car was the only thing he accepted from his parents because it was a dire necessity at the time.
One hand on the steering wheel and the other nuzzled in between the female sitting in the passenger seat. Seventy, Seventy Two, Seventy Five. Not a cop in site. His girlfriend, Kelly, of two years relaxed in the passenger seat as she got a warm massage between her legs. She was wearing a black dress that was tight around her body but relaxed after it got to her hips. It went down to just above her knees. Something conservative for her parents but also sexy for Sam. Rubbing up and down, Sam hit all the right spots. Kelly squirmed so much in her seat with her eyes closed and head arched back. Small moans were coming from her as Sam circled her warm crotch with his hand. Kelly as well as Sam starting to feel her panties getting wet which is when he decided to take it a bit further. He moved his hand up all the way to her belly button and plunged back down gliding smoothly through the barrier that covered up Kelly's privates. At that instant Kelly's eyes shot open and she swatted his away as soon as he got to her clit.
"Oh no you don't! Not right now!" Kelly said all flustered.
"Aww come on you were enjoying it." Sam replied.
"Yes but we are on our way to see my parents and this is the first time you're meeting them!"
"So?"
"So, I don't want to be sitting in front of my parents with wet panties and uncomfortable."
"But they are already wet!"
"Not now Sam. Trust me I will have my way with you later." She gave him a sexy look.
"How about right now though?"
"Are you crazy? You are already speeding. Do you want to kill us?"
"Nothings going to happen, c'mon"
"No!"
"You know you want to" Sam said as he started to unzip his jeans.
"I do but not right now. I am not trying to die right now."
"Fine. Party Pooper."
"Aw hush now. Ok we are getting close you wanna take the next exit."
As Kelly said that Sam's heart started to pound harder and faster than usual. He thought he was ready. This was the first time meeting Kelly's parents. You would have thought this would have happened already but the distance from the two of them was so far, there was really no middle ground. They both went to college and were in their senior years but it was only close to Sam and not Kelly so she would take trains to the university and they would meet up there.
"Ok so refresh me on everything I need to know again" Sam said.
"Oh shush you're going to be fine!"
"No for real I like to be prepared for things like this."
"Fine. My mom is an accountant and my father works with stocks. He is very proud about his job. You can ask him what he does to start a conversation. I think you'll enjoy it."
"Ok, Ok. Sounds good."
"And my sister... Well she's quiet the social one so you shouldn't have a problem with her at all."
"Ok but tell me a little about her incase I need some startup conversations."
"Um... She's in her freshmen year of college at UCSB. She plays for the soccer team there, so she is really athletic."
"Interesting. Hmm anything else?"
"I don't know Sam, ask her yourself!"
"Fine, fine!"
"Turn right over here. It's number 46. The big white one."
"They are all big and white." Sam gave her a face.
"Shush just go slow, i'll tell you when."
Sam slowed down the speed to a steady five miles per hour to carefully examine every front door or mailbox to scout out the numbers. Twenty three, Twenty five. Wrong side. She said to the right. Twenty six, twenty eight. As the numbers grew, Sam's heart beat faster but he didn't show it. Nobody would have ever guessed that he was nervous. No sweat, no hesitation, just internal nervousness. It would go away though as soon as everything was in motion. He was good at this type of stuff. At least he thought he was. For all he knew he could have sounded like an 8 year old kid trying to impress a fellow classmate and failing horribly.
"It' s the one after this one." Kelly pointed.