Hints: Chapter 2

Chapter 2

 
         Brett was distantly on autopilot when he drove up to the front of the building, Dei carried her stuff to the backseats and slid her self into the front, he failed to notice Deidra's mischievous smile.  As he made the usual maneuvers to drive back to their apartment, he felt her hand snake across his right thigh and settle dangerously close to his zipper.  "Babe, I just wanna get home," his voice dry with sarcasm.

To his shock, something cold pressed against him, a cold barrel, right on his temple.  Frantically, he looked to his right, but Deidra was just sitting there looking ahead.  Her left hand was most definitely toying with his zipper, but she was not holding the gun.  His eyes flitting to the rear view mirror, he noticed for the first time that it wasn't there.  As he tried to turn his head to see who was holding the gun, two things happened simultaneously:  First, Deidra's head was suddenly in his lap and the barrel of the gun was pushed harder into him, both disorie`ntating.

"Just drive," said a voice.  Brett was somewhat relieved that the voice was female.  But, it boggled his mind why or how Deidra was not reacting with the same horror as he, just continuing her stroking rhythm.  In the middle of the foggy brain, he suddenly felt her tongue on his cock.  The confusion of driving with a gun to his head, he had completely missed the unzip, even the sound.  As his body began to react reluctantly, Dei spoke in a most seductive tone he hadn't heard in a while.

"You wouldn't let me have you fully in the building." Her breath sent chills down his legs, but as he tried to focus on driving straight, the gun jolted slightly on his head.  "Now, I've enlisted the help of a friend." On cue the metal twisted into his skin.
       
         "She's going to make sure you keep looking straight ahead.  Just drive.  Oh and don't touch me."  Words done, her tongue began to expertly slide in circles over the top of his cock.  Her left hand was stroking him up and down and her right hand alternating between his balls and lightly scratching him on the inner thigh. His breathing stopped for a moment as he tried to focus and finally managed to get the car in cruise at an non-suspicious speed and did his best to keep it that way. THIS was proving difficult.

         When all else was seemingly fine, Brett tried to relax as best as he could with a gun barrel to his head and cock being attacked by such skill!  Suddenly, there came the low thudding as the tires of his car began riding on the edge of the road.  Jerking back to the road, he interrupted Dei's motions.

          Her head came back up and she looked him in the eye.  "You're not helping with the extra vibration.  Don't make me ask her," Deidra bobbed her head towards the person behind Brett for emphasis "to go after your ears with her tongue.  Believe me, she will."  He felt the other woman's breath tingle down his neck, her smell was intoxicating and even considered for a moment to cause 'extra vibration' again, But his thoughts were interrupted by Dei sinking back down and take him deeply.  Covering her teeth with her lips on the down stroke, pulling in short busts and the uncovering them for a light scrape back up.

"Dammit Dei!" Brett's voice was a hoarse whisper.  His hands gripped the steering wheel so tightly that the whites of his knuckles and the veins on his neck stood out.  Deidra just chuckled and then took her hands and finished him off with a quick hand job.  Because he was focused on the road and hadn't ever had a gun to his head, Brett came hard.

He felt her lips tighten around the head of his cock, her tongue digging into the head of his cock while her fingers worked to milk every bit of his cum from his balls through his shaft.  She licked him from balls to the tip of his cock before coming back up.  She licked her lips in satisfaction and then grabbed his right hand.  Stuffing it down the front of her pants, she allowed him to finger her for a bit till he could feel just how wet she was.   Slowly pulling his hand back out, she sucked on one finger in the same way she had his cock, then allowed him to taste her.

The gun barrel came away from his head, the woman didn't say a word.  Brett was so relieved he momentarily drifted to the left.  There was a sudden sound of metal on metal.  Before he realized what had happened, a light pole had took off his side view mirror.  Jerking back into the lane of traffic, he very nearly bumped the truck next to him as well.

"I think," mused Deidra with a serious look on her face "that you were more concentrated when you had a barrel against your head.  Do you want it to come back or are you going to behave on driving?"