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and we made plans for me to go with him, Jason and Becca.  I
was nearly giddy again, thrilled that he seemed to want to spend
more time with me. I had missed the feeling of new relationship
butterflies in my stomach and I loved how I could sit here for
hours and talk with Brandon. It was odd how comfortable I
already felt with him.
    Thinking back to my first date with
Trav Ass , it had
been rather awkward. Even though I was instantly attracted to him,
the conversation didn't flow like it did with Brandon. There was a
lot of dead silence. But with Brandon, no such problem existed --
our conversation flowed like we had known each other for
years.
    All too soon though it started to get a little late
and Brandon had an early meeting the next morning. We were
about to leave the restaurant when we noticed that a downpour of
rain had just started. Neither one of us had brought an umbrella.
Come to think of it, the weather man did say it was going to rain
this evening, but they were never right…except this time.
    “Want to make a break for it, or do you want me to go
get the car?” 
    Not wanting to seem too much like a girl, I said,
“Let’s make a break for it, a little water won’t hurt.”
    Brandon smiled, took my hand, and we were out the
door running. Drenched with rain drops, we finally made it to the
car. Brandon opened my door first and then he ran around the front
of the car and got in himself. 
    “Whoa, it is really coming down! I have a few gym
towels in here somewhere,” he said as he reached in the backseat to
find them. He handed me a towel and turned the car on, then turned
the heater and “butt warmers” on. I was starting to shiver from
being wet and cold.
    I was drying myself off when Brandon reached over to
help me. “Here, this one is dry,” he said as he started to dry my
left leg with the dry towel in his hands. His touch sparked a
desire deep in my stomach. I grabbed his hand to stop him from
drying my leg and looked into his eyes, our faces close together. I
leaned over and kissed him lightly.
    I started to pull away after realizing what I had
done. Brandon dropped the towel he was using to dry my leg, grabbed
the back of my head and kissed me harder. With our mouths
still locked and tongues exploring each other's mouth, I pushed him
back and climbed over the center console to straddle him. My back
was pressed uncomfortably against the steering wheel, but I barely
noticed. I cupped my hands on his shaved cheeks while his hands ran
up and down my smooth legs and my skin tingled from only his touch.
I could feel the wetness from his rain-dampened jeans on my bare
skin under my dress.
    His stiff erection was pressed into my left thigh.
Flashes of us dancing filled my head and I moaned. He moved his
warm hands farther up my legs and cupped my ass under my dress,
only the thin material of my panties separating his fingers from my
skin. Breaking our mouths free, I trailed my lips down his jaw
until they reached his neck. His skin was just a bit salty as I
licked lightly over his rapidly beating pulse, all the while
rubbing myself harder against his bulging cock. I had never been so
forward before in my life. Brandon just had that effect on me. He
was by far the best kisser I’d ever had and it was like my body
craved him––I just couldn’t get enough.
    From my backside, I felt his fingers slip into my
panties. My pulse jumped and sped up as I paused my kiss, the
anticipation almost as exciting as I knew his touch would be. His
fingers lightly caressed me, toying with my sensitive outer-lips
and I moaned again. “Fuck, you’re so wet!” Brandon whispered into
my ear, his breath warm against my skin. 
    "Well, we did just run through the rain," I said
breathlessly.
    "That's not what I meant," he said with a smile, then
took my lips again. His mouth was hot and his tongue dueled with
mine as his tongue mimicked the motion of his fingers on the
sensitized skin of my pussy. My stomach