Meeting Memphis-pt1 ~ A Girl and Graceland - Sex Stories

Meeting Memphis-pt1 ~ A Girl and Graceland

... she laughed. "You don't? You should!", he teased. "I mean look at the size of that trunk! (pointing at her car) A pretty girl like you, out on a day of uncharted adventure! You should definitely have a go bag in there. You never know when you're gonna meet some dashing, good-looking, debonair guy that's gonna whisk you away to a waterhole!!", he laughed. His goofy charm was lifting her spirits. "Oh don't go selling yourself short now.", she said, "I bet you can be quite dashing." "Yeah, well, maybe." he reluctantly agreed. "I guess only time will tell on that one. But I do bet we can make do with something I've got in my truck." Her mouth opened, her eyebrows reaching a little higher than normal, she said, "Oh great! Well, there goes dashing right out the window, if you plan on offering me some other girl's swimsuit!" "What? No!", he cut her off. "I'm just saying, I'm sure I've got like a t-shirt and some boxer briefs in my bag that you could wear, if you wanted." Laughing and shaking his head, "No, I haven't got a variety of different sizes of women's bathing suits in my glove box! Like that wouldn't be a DEFCON one alert to creepiness! Or is it DEFCON 5? I can never remember which is worse." "First of all" she started, still laughing at all this silliness going on, "the worst of them is DEFCON one. Second, thank you! That's very sweet of you. We'll see how it goes. And, third, we really should be getting out of here, if we want to hit both places today." She thought to ...

... herself, "Yeah, we'll see how it goes! Good to know I've got something to wear, whether or not I'll need it. Although, at the moment, I'm thinking about opting for not!! And I'm OK with that." Her mind is drifting to the two of them, skinny dipping naked in the hot sun. Her arms wrapped around his neck. Her tongue invading his mouth. His hands gripping her hips as her legs wrap around his waist. Absent-mindedly, she almost reached down to rub herself, when she's knocked out of her haze by his voice asking, "So what are we gonna do about the driving situation? Are we both gonna drive? I don't want to leave you stranded without your car, so I could just follow you." He watches her face get this adorable scrunchiness to it and she says, "No, I'm gonna park my car in the back. They know me here, it'll be safe. How can I be a proper tour guide if I'm driving in a different car? He says, "Hey I'm good with that! I just didn't want to assume anything." She said, "I've got to get some stuff out of my car. Then I'll drive it around and park it in the back." He watched that fine example of an ass walking away from him, while her sexy southern accent rang out, "Park it in the back!" over and over again.

He followed her around back and asked if she needed help with anything. She opened that large '57 Chevy's door and his gaze was locked onto her long legs and the hem of her dress, that had pleasantly ridden up, quite a bit. His obvious pleasure in her legs made her feel good. So she ...