Panty Whisperer: The Complete Series by Sloane Howell

Author:Sloane Howell [Howell, Sloane]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Some time has passed and I've grown more comfortable around Joel. Perhaps a little too comfortable. I've had three scotches, and I'm starting to loosen up. I decide it's time to start the flirting. I have to make him think he's getting laid tonight.

"I'm going to get another drink. Joel. You want to come? You look a little dry." I look to his rocks glass.

"Absolutely."

I throw Tommy a wink and he smiles.

We walk up to the bar, and I start to order. Joel puts his hand on my lower back, trying to be nonchalant about it. It sends a shudder up through my shoulders. I hope he didn't feel it. I love the way he touches me.

He leans over my shoulder, his words a whisper in my ear. "Can you grab me a Glenfiddich on the rocks?"

He lingers, exhaling down my neck and my panties are officially ruined. This fucker. I think it's my turn to play.

"Sure babe, you got it." I bend far over the bar to get the guy's attention. When I lean back I put my ass right in his crotch and rub it gently on his hard prick.

I hear him grunt a little. My ass has that effect sometimes.

"Oops, sorry about that."

"Don't worry about it."

"You should register that thing as a deadly weapon." I nod towards the bulge in his pants.

"I could say the same about that ass of yours."

I giggle a little. Jesus, stop acting like a girl. This guy is getting into my head, and that's not how this works.

"You want to get out of here?" he asks.

"What about Tommy?"

"He's a big boy. He has a driver's license."

"You'd just bail on your friend? Isn't that kind of shitty?" My hands ball up into fists.

"Not to leave with you. He'd understand."

What a prick. He's going to pay for that as well.

"So you're going to give me a ride home?" The green eyes are getting to me.

"Sure, I'll give you a ride."

My eyebrows perk up, and I feign interest. What a cheesy line. You're better than that, Joel.

"Ohh, a ride huh?"

"Yes, ma'am."

"What kind of ride?"

"Just a ride to your house. I'll drive you home."

Does this shit really work? I'm losing respect for every victim of his corny lines. "I think that sounds—fun. What kind of car do you drive?"

His eyes light up. "A '67 Fastback."

My pussy kicks up a few degrees. Must recover.

"That's a fast car. My ex-boyfriend had a '67. A Shelby GT 500."

He stares down at the ground.

What's wrong Joel? You jealous? Feeling inadequate now?

My last boyfriend drove a Prius and was a tool bag, but he doesn't need to know that. You don't need to know that if it weren't for Olivia, I'd probably fuck your brains out. Ride you on the hood of that muscle car and making you scream my name over and over.

"That's umm, a nice car. I love Shelby's."

That's right, bitch.

"Oh my god, I was so in love with his car. He was a surgeon at the children's hospital. We were actually engaged, so technically he was my fiancé.

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