The Ride Home

It’s Steve’s birthday, which means he might actually get to have sex with his wife when they get home from dinner. The only problem is that she’s drunk and she insists that he drive Jenny, the babysitter, home. Jenny is eighteen and she just broke up with her boyfriend because she wanted to lose her virginity to a real man. Their worlds collide and they both end up getting exactly what they need. WARNING: This 6000+ word taboo story contains mature adult content. If you don't enjoy these types of stories, do NOT read. Excerpt: "You're very pretty, Jenny. Don't let anyone tell you otherwise." He did his best to not sound like he was being lecherous and he thought that he sounded exactly like an older guy telling a young woman what she couldn't see about herself... and he was alright with that. He didn't think it was a comment that could get him into trouble if she happened to mention it to anyone else. "Do you really think so?" "Yes." "Is it something in particular about me that makes you think I’m pretty?" Steve cringed. He felt uncomfortable fielding that question... it seemed like it bordered on telling what made her pretty. Not to mention he was scared that he might slip up and tell her that he thought she was sexy. "I don't know if this is such a good idea," he said. He knew it wasn't, but he was doing his best to try and let her down easy. He knew he could get in serious trouble if she said anything to her parents. "Awww, come on Mr. Gray... just tell me one thing. I promise I won't say anything to your wife or to my parents." Steve was a little surprised that she had known exactly what was bothering him. He could think of a lot of things he found sexy or pretty when it came to Jenny... he was just hesitant to say any of them. "Please?" she said. Steve looked over at Jenny. She had turned her body toward him and was leaning forward so that he could easily see down her shirt.