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puppy dog demeanor.  He sidled up to her side and brushed his brown hair from his eyes.  “Hey there.”
    Seriously, that was his pick up line? He had a pleasantly deep voice, though, so she turned and her seat and smiled.  “Hi.”
    He nodded as if she had just asked a question.  “So, what a mess, huh?”
    She assumed he was talking about the crowded club.  “Yeah, crazy.  I wasn’t even going to stay, but my friend had an itch to scratch.”  She gestured over at Paula, who was busy keeping three guys entertained with some story about a crazy client.
    Her boy toy scooted his stool a bit closer. “I’m Jesse.”
    She looked at him and almost laughed out loud.  “Well, hello Jesse.  I’m Jessica.”
    He looked at her for a moment, as if he thought she might be mocking him, and then shrugged and offered to buy her next drink.  What the hell.   She ordered another vodka and cranberry juice, deciding right then that she was going to let all her reservations go and just do what she came here to do.
    She pointed to his empty glass.  “What about you?”
    “No, I’m good.  I’m just going to wait for you to finish yours and then, you and I are leaving.”
    She stared at him.  That was fast.   She had to remind herself that she had decided to go with the flow and downed her drink.  “Okay, then, let’s go.”
    He smiled and took her by the hand, leading her slowly through the crowd and toward the exit.  She turned just in time to see Paula giving her a big thumbs up.  Rolling her eyes, she followed Jesse out the door.  “So, where are we off to?”
    “Not far.” He walked through the crowded parking lot until he stopped in front of an old full-sized van.  “And here we are, my humble abode.”
    Once again, she felt the urge to laugh, but her horniness got the better of her.  “Looks great.”
    Jesse stood for a minute as if he couldn’t believe his good fortune and then he clawed through his pockets and pulled out the key.  He didn’t open the front doors, though, but led her around to the back.  This just gets better and better.
    Opening the doors, he helped her in and climbed in behind her, slamming the doors closed.  Jessica got a quick look at her surroundings and decided it was definitely the cliché of a college boy’s “fuck-mobile.”  It had a futon mattress on the floor and beaded, tinted windows.  There was even a small incense burner in a back corner.  Oh well, what the hell.  She leaned forward and kissed him hard on the mouth, putting one of his hands on her breast.
    She was surprised to see how quickly he got into the moment.  Taking his hand from her breast without breaking their kiss, he reached down and grabbed the hem of her dress.  Then, briefly pulling away from her lips, he yanked it up and over her head, leaving her braless breasts to bounce as they fell from the dress’ restraint.  He leaned in to kiss her quickly on the lips and then moved downward, sucking one of her tits into his mouth and nibbling and licking with abandon.
    The sudden move made her draw in a breath as a shudder of need passed through her.  Now, it was her turn to grab at him, and she yanked on his t-shirt.  His hairless, lean chest tightened as the cold air hit him, making him shake with a sudden chill.  She pulled him closer and, holding his head to her breast, she ran her other hand down his back until it hit his jeans.
    He didn’t let her get to the front of his pants before he leaned back and, with shaky hands, unzipped his pants and yanked them down and off.  She saw that he had already kicked off his loafer tennis shoes against a corner in the van. 
    Jessica now guided his head down over her stomach and, when she got him positioned between her legs, pulled his face against her thong panties, shaking it back and forth to move his face over her increasingly wet cunt.  Again, he showed he was on the ball because he took his fingers and pulled her skimpy panty aside and,