New Start: Austin And Simone 3 - Sex Stories

New Start: Austin And Simone 3

... came from his study, dressed casually. I remained dressed as I was on the flight, minus the coat.

He began, "Austin, I understand that you are into building management and automation systems."

"Yes, sir," I replied. "My company handles private businesses, government and other places. It’s an international company, also."

He nodded and mentioned that he was familiar with my company. He had their security systems installed in the buildings on the company's campus, but not at his house.

A few minutes of chat continued, then Simone's father asked, "Would you like to see the rest of the place?"

Taking his hint, I followed him outside. He led into his well-lit and climate-controlled garage. When we reached the last stall, I was stunned at the car parked inside.

"This was a graduation gift for me," he said as he walked over to the car.

I said, "That's quite a gift: a 1968 Corvette!"

He smiled and said, "Thanks, it's a rare car that came from the factory with all of the high-performance and other options."

He seemed to like that I knew the model year.

He reached a button on the wall nearby and the garage door opened. He got inside the car, then he pushed in the clutch, put the car in neutral, started the engine and let it idle for a moment. The sound was like a deep purring cat and not missing a beat.

He revved the engine a couple of times, watching the gauges, then, turning back to me, he asked, "Would you like to take a ride?"

"Sure!" was all I ...

... could muster.

He backed it out of the garage, then once I got in and seated, he took off quickly, briefly putting Newton’s Second and Third Laws into action, pushing me back into my seat.

The driveway stretched roughly two hundred yards and he didn't waste time getting to the end of it. Then, checking the highway and saw it was clear of traffic, he downshifted and floored it.

I wouldn't have suspected this man of owning a car as this, nor would I have suspected that he could drive it like a professional. He didn't miss a shift and the car obeyed everything he demanded of it.

I didn't ask how fast we went because I thought I was having vertigo or tunnel vision during the acceleration.

As we returned, he was quietly smiling. But when I got out, I suppose my body language and facial expression made him laugh.

"What?" I asked after he put the car away.

"Austin, you were white as a ghost!" He said laughing.

Simone came outside, looked at me then turned to her father, "Dad, you scared him!"

"No," I said. "He got me by surprise."

He patted me on the back and went inside.

A bit later, Simone's mother had a fantastic dinner prepared, setting on a heavy wooden antique table and matching chairs. Simone's mother said it was called Shrimp Santorini over some fine pasta, with French bread, butter, and a white wine.

She explained it was a Greek or Mediterranean fare and explained that she made for her final test in culinary school. After I had a couple of ...