The Driver - Sex Stories

The Driver

... later, they were back on the road. Victor was completely relaxed for the first time in months; it was as if their lovemaking had drained all the tension from his muscles. When he met Phoebe's eyes in the mirror, he found she looked utterly satisfied, even a bit drowsy. "I'm sorry I've been such a cunt to you lately," she said.

A faint smile played at Victor's lips. "I understand now why you behaved as you did. You and I both have big changes ahead, and such uncertainty can make us feel out of sorts, yes?" Phoebe nodded, seeming relieved that he understood. "And I was less than kind to you as well. But all is forgiven now, darling."

Once they arrived at the house, Victor parked the car and went to open the door for Phoebe. As she climbed out, he gave her a cursory look, making sure her appearance offered no clue as to what they'd just done. She was careful not to touch him, and the smile she flashed was completely innocent. He found he admired her acting skills. "Thanks for the ride, Victor," she said before starting toward the house.

"Always a pleasure, Phoebe," he replied, unable to keep the grin from his voice.

That evening, Phoebe's father summoned Victor to his office deep within the house. A knot of dread formed in Victor's stomach while he stood before the closed door. So this is it, he told himself. He knew Phoebe would never betray him, but her father must have discovered his transgression somehow. He had no doubt he would pay dearly for it.

He ...

... knocked softly, and his boss called for him to enter the room. Sitting behind a large mahogany desk, the man waiting for him was fleshy in all the places where Victor was thin. He gave Victor his usual friendly smile, then nodded for him to sit down. "Phoebe mentioned at dinner that she felt sick when you were driving her home this afternoon," her father said. "She also told me you took good care of her."

Victor forced himself to stretch out his fingers, for he'd nervously clenched his hands into fists. "Her illness passed quickly," he said, still trying to figure out the reason for this meeting.

"I think it's her nerves," Phoebe's father said. "She told me she's worried about being away from home this fall, in a different country." His eyes locked with Victor's. "She asked if you could serve as her driver while she attends university." Victor couldn't hide his surprise, but he said nothing. "I told her I would discuss it with you, but I was certain you'd be amenable to the arrangement."

"Of course," Victor immediately replied.

"I know she will be in much safer surroundings while away at school, but if your presence puts her mind at ease and helps her focus on her studies, I'm all for it," his boss said. "Rest assured, Victor, you will be handsomely rewarded for your continued service to our family. I understand this will be a drastic change for you, but I'll ensure your life is very comfortable overseas."

"I'm honored to be given this opportunity, sir." Victor ...