The Car (cheating\seduction\romantic)

[Sanguine_Narcissist]

(hello everyone. Been a while since I dropped by. Been busy, but i've decided to pick up another story. My other one kind of... got burned up. I cannot continue writing it. However, I've decided to wait until I had a decently lengthed chapter before I started posting.)

Cairo sat in his car, eyeing the blonde seductress in the passenger seat. She was young. Cairo knew this without a doubt, but he wasn't the carding type. Ever. It was a very odd event that lead to this, and he had no idea where it would even go.

Their eyes first met earlier that day, in the gas station. It was only a look as his soft brown eyes met her blue sapphire eyes. She quickly looked away under the intensity of his gaze. He was grimy from a long days work under the sun. His hear cut shot, but too long to be considered a buzz. A well trimmed and maintained beard. Walking with the confidence of a man who gets regular sex.

He smiled to himself as he turned down the isle towards the freezers. Her blonde curls and blue eyes set his heart on fire. Her strong tanned legs, flat stomach, and breasts in their youthful perfection. And she noticed him. Her eyes smiled back.

Taking a rootbear from the freezer he grinned, she wouldn't stand a chance with The Beast. She was still waiting in line. Trying his hardest not to look, his eyes were drawn to her like magnets. She looked back and smiled at him.

"I'm Cairo. Nice to meet you." He said, trying not to grin like a teenage goofball.

"I'm Allison. I've seen you here before." She said.

Cairo nodded, "Yeah. Every day. I live just up there across from that power station. I smoke, so even if I don't drive, i just walk over and get my sigs."

She smiled as he talked. "Why havn't I seen you around before ?"

She arched an eyebrow and turning to the register, "bad timing ?"

Cairo shrugged and sighed, "Must be. Story of my life, girl. Bad timing."

As she pushed the door open to leave, she said, "I might just walk down here more often."

Cairo smiled and turned to the grinning cashier, "Winstons, please."

Allison was on his mind that night, as he lay next to his wife. Allison was on his mind, in his dreams. Allison was on his mind that next day at work, and during the sex he had with his wife.

After a shower, and some hits from his vaporizer, Cairo was ready for long night of listening to music in his car. "Good night," he said, smiling down into her hazel eyes. His fingers stroking her long brown hair.

She rubbed the long burn on his right arm. "Don't stay up too late, baby."
"I wont." He said, and walked down the stairs.

His first order of business was drink: cherry coke. Second order of business: weed. Third order of business: music. With his cherry coke in hand, dugout in his back pocket, and the decission to listen to Bad Company, he made his way out the front door, to his car.

As he stepped outside, Allison was walking back down the street from the gas station. He shook his head, and got into his car. Having concocted the idea that it's unwise to sit in a car, stoned off your ass, rocking out to music is not to be done in a crowded urban environment. Neighbors are witnesses.

He pulled the car up into the small gap between the house and the big privacy fence. Out of the street lights, no witnesses. Except one. Allison stood at the end of the driveway, looking at the back of the car. It was already dark at 10:00.

Cairo rolled all the windows down and killed the engine. Allison walked into the shadows and looked in. Cairo sat there, looking up at her, military kabar on his lap, open can of cherry coke in his hand. "What's up ?"

"Nothing much, just was feeling stressed from school. Had to walk to the gas station. I wanted a rootbeer." She smiled, and motioned to the knife.

"What's that ?"

Cairo looked down at his lap. "My athame."

"What ?" She said, baffled.

"It's a ritual knife, used to store energy." Cairo smiled and motioned to the passenger seat, "care to sit down, and join me ?"

Allison smiled, then walked around and sat down. That's how she got in his car. Cairo took a sip of his cherry coke and quickly cleaned out the
passenger seat of all the debris a man's passenger seat builds up.

"Smoke weed ?" He asked her.

"I have before. You have some ?" She asked, turning to face him in the seat.

Cairo pulled out his dugout and let a single joint roll from it. He held it up and lit it. After a strong toke, he passed it to her. She took a hit and coughed, nearly dropping it. He handed her his cherry coke, and she got the coughing to stop.

After the joint was passed around a few times and finally put out, Cairo pulled up his music selection and started playing Bad Company. Allison sat back, and took another drink from the cherry coke. "So, Cairo ? What kind of name is that ?"

"My dad said he named me after the place he met my mother." He told her.
She sat up with stars in her eyes, "Your dad met your mother in Egypt ? How ?"

Cairo laughed and said, "No. No. You got it all wrong. My father met my mother in Cairo, Tennessee. I'm basically what you get when a soldier has sex with a hippy. How were you named ?"

Allison laughed at this. "My dad named me after his highschool crush, then divorced my mother for her."

"Sounds fucked up." Cairo said.

"It is." Allison said, then sighed. "It's my life. Fucked up."

Cairo sighed along with her and shifted his position, picking up his ipod and changing out the bands, Tool was now playing on the car stereo.
"That's just how life is somtimes." He said, looking over to catch her eye.

Their conversation carried into the night. Cairo didn't make a move. It was good enough just gathering information. Allison turned out to only be seventeen, and had a history of broken relationships with men. Then she fell asleep.

Cairo let her rest in his car with the music playing low. His thoughts raced. Until sleep threatened to take him away. He sat up and started his car. Allison woke up and looked around.

"You should get home and get to bed. I'm going to sleep." He told her.

"It's been a great time, here with you. If you want to join me, I'll be out here again, tomorrow night. Same time."

Allison yawned, and said, "Okay." and walked away into the night. Cairo watched her go, keeping an eye on which house she went into. She only lived three houses away on the other side of the street. This was going to be interesting!

[Sanguine_Narcissist]

That next day sucked. Cairo spent the whole day going behind every other tech and mechanic in the garage, fixing their projects. He kept his recent visitor a secret. It was too much information to let anyone else know.

"What's wrong ?" Amber asked him during dinner.

"Nothing, really." Cairo told her. "Shitty day at work."

"Ohh. What happaned ?" she asked, reaching out to stroke his scarred arm with her finger tips.


He sighed, "Just the other guys fuckin up. I got called a liar twice today."

"I'm sorry, babe. I was researching mud houses again today. I think it's the cheapest way to build a house." She said and opening her laptop to show him images.

"I really don't wanna see clay houses right now." He said, "I'm tired, and I don't really care for mud houses."

"Ohh." She said, and snapped the laptop closed. She stood up and started up the stairs, "I'm going to shower, then bed."

"K, I'll be up in a minute." he told her.

He went to his book shelf and began rolling the joint for the night. White Widow, if she asks. He told himself. He set out two cans of cherry coke. He changed out of his work clothes and washed himself in the sink. As Amber got dressed for bed, he loaded his vaporizer and went through his computer to pass the time.

When she laid down, he made his move. He slid up beside her in the bed. His lips found her neck and she giggled. "What are you doing ?" she asked and slid away from him. "I was naked not five minutes ago!"

Cairo grabbed a leg and laid the side of his head gently on her breast. "You know it's more fun when I undress you." he said, and turning his head up he leaned in to rub cheeks. "To seduce you."

She melted in his arms for a moment before going rigid, "No. I have to be up at Five. You always wait until it's bed time!" She pushed him away and picked up the remote.

Cairo sighed, and turned to put his boots on. "I'm gonna listen to some music."

"Don't be up too late." she said.

"I wont." He replied, tucking the laces into the boot.

"Love you." She said.

He paused, then looked up into her eyes. "Love you too, babe."

He turned the lights off as he passed, scooped up the cherry cokes, hit the back door, and sat in his car. Was he late ? Did she walk by and not see him, and keep going ?

Just wait, he told himself. He sat back listening to his music, tonight he was in the mood for some Gin Blossoms. An hour passed, and Cairo had given up hope, but then she appeared in the rearview mirror. It was eleven o'clock.

He didn't get out, she just walked up and got into the passenger seat. She was wearing a tiny little skirt and tiny little tank top. There was very little left to the imagination. She said, "How was your day ?"

"Shitty," he said. "I got called a liar, twice."

Allison snorted and shook her head, "I hate when people do that."

"Yeah!" Cairo said and held out the cherry coke. She held up two bottles of root beer, and arched her eyebrow.

"Rootbeer it is!" He said and took a bottle.

He pulled the joint off his ear and handed it to Allison. She took it and smelled it. When she went to hand it back, he held out the lighter for her to start it.

She lit the joint with a cough, but soon got over it. After passing the joint around, Cairo decided it was a good night for Loreena McKennit. He took a mixed CD he'd made for some of his more spiritual feeling nights.

"We're freaks, arent we ?" Allison asked.

"Yes." Cairo sighed. "Yes, we are. We all are."

"I was going to my boyfriends tonight. His parents went gambling. I was going to have sex with him." Allison said. "I don't know why I was going to, but that was my plan."

Cairo arched an eyebrow and lit a cigarette. "So, you scrapped it ? Just ditched him and left him waiting ?"

She smiled, "Yup. Looks like he'll have to use his hand!"

Cairo laughed and said, "So, you had somthing better to do tonight ? Tell me it's not just smoking weed with an old man all night."

"You're not that old." She said. "My first kiss was with a fourty year old man."

Cairo felt a fire light in his heart. His first instinct was anger. "Go on."

Allison took a drink from root beer. "He was a teacher when I was fourteen. One day he took me to the library study room, and gave me a kiss. Said he loved me."

"Did he ?" Cairo asked.

"No." Allison said. "He was just a freak. We kissed a few more times, and he touched me, wanted to take pictures. I wouldnt let him, and then he left me alone for a little while. I wasn't about to have sex, but playing around was fun."

Cairo let her speak, absboring every piece of info she gave him.

"He was caught with pictures of other students on his computer. It was a big scandal, and he lost everything. When I was questioned, I just denied every thing."

Cairo snorted, "Serves the bastard right."

She turned at him with a smile, "I'm seventeen. You have room to judge him ?"

Cairo nodded and took a drink from his root beer. "Hell yes I do! I met you at a gas station. He was trolling highschools. I didn't ask you to come up here. I'm not kissing you. I'm not touching you. We're just talking and listening to music."

"and smoking weed." Allison smiled.

"And smoking weed." Cairo said, and grinned.

She leaned in and put her arms on the console and licked her lip. "We could be kissing."

Cairo's heart and tongue changed places for a minute, and he swallowed. "We could be."

"What about your wife ?" Allison asked, leaning in closer.

"She's not here." Cairo said.

"The neighbors ?" she asked, her eyes sliding closed as she drifted ever closer.

"Fuck them." Cairo said, and their lips touched.

It was like sticking his lips against a light socket and licking it. Except plesant. His insides turned to mush. She gasped in the kiss and pulled her self across the seat on top of him. Heavy breathing filled the air.

"I love the way you smell." she said.

"Curve. For men." He told her. "And Brute."

She laughed, "My father used to wear Brute." She kissed his neck and he went rigid.

"I think you have a daddy complex." Cairo said, and shifted in his seat to get the knife out of his lap.

She wiggled her hips against his ever growing erection.

"I'm not your daddy." Cairo said.

She stopped, then leaned back to look at him. "I know you arent. I'm not trying to have sex with my father."

She slid over to the passenger seat. There was a moment of silence as the songs changed. Cairo's heart was pumping. Allison's face was flushed, and her breathing made her breasts heave in pleasing ways.

(have to cut it there. More coming later. Attempting to write 3rd person. My own little personal writing challenge.)

[Sanguine_Narcissist]

(I know I put a lot of drug use in my stories. It's part of the fantasy.)

Allison took one of his cigarettes and lit it. "That kiss was why I like older men." she said, turning her mind inward. "Older men are just better kissers. It has nothing to do with my father. I hate him for leaving, but he wasn't weird."

Cairo nodded and took a sip from his root beer. "My father is one of the reasons I'm so fucked up. But it's not his fault."

She leaned against the door and put her feet up in his lap. Cairo began massaging her legs. She smiled, then let out a gasp in pleasure. He grinned at her.

"I'm very good at massage, too." He said.

"You're amazing!" She said, gasping almost orgasmically as he squeezed her thigh muscles just above the knee.

"How were you raised ? In a city, with friends and neighbors ?" He asked her.

"Yeah."

"Well, I had none of that. I lived in a house outside a small town covered in corn fields and woods. My dad, he taught me a lot of things." He said. "Lot of things I'd forget if I didn't think I might need them somday."

"Like what ?" Allison asked, taking a long drag from her rootbeer.

"How to hunt..."

Allison snorted. "A lot of fathers teach their sons how to hunt!"

"People." Cairo said. There was a small silence as the weight of what he just said sank in.

"Ohh." Allison said. "Do you... still ?"

Cairo shook his head, "No. We never actually hunted anyone. He just taught me how. Different ways to knife people. Where their muscles, nerves, and arteries were for assassination. Nasty stuff, mostly, but there was some good I took from that."

"What ?" she asked.

Cairo began to massage her leg muscles, more agressively and isolating specific muscles with his fingers and thumbs. She gasped and reached out to brace herself. He quickly switched legs and continued to massage.

"You're a god!" she said, and smiled at him with her eyes half closed.

"Zebra stipes, cute." He said.

Allison smiled, trying to conceal a blush. "I knew you would look."

Cairo grinned, "Woman, I can't peel my eyes off of you."

"Do you want me ?" She asked, playing with one of her curls.

Cairo pondered a minute, then checked the mirrors. "Do you want me ?" he asked.

"Not fair, I asked first!" she said, and began sliding her feet across his lap.

Cairo swallowed. "What about my wife ?" he asked.

Allison smiled, "She's not here."

Cairo motioned to the fence, "and the neighbors ?"

"Fuck them."

Swallowing the hard lump in his throat, Cairo tossed his cigarette butt out the window and said, "lets go."

Allison smiled as she pulled herself up and into his lap, wrapping her hands around his face and kissing him on the lips. Cairo started at the buckle on his belt.

After a few seconds of being unsuccessful, Allison leaned back and started to work on it. "Why would you wear this much clothing tonight ?"

He kissed her neck and whispered, "I didn't plan on this happening."

She ran her fingers through his hair and let out a sigh, "Liar."

He kissed the other side of her neck, "No lies."

"Me either." She said.

"Liar." he wispered.

The belt came clear, and she had his penis in her hands in no time. "Ohh my!" she said, taking the shaft into her hands and giving it a little squeeze. It was already hard, standing erect to seven and a half inches.

She slid her panties down as far as she could, and shifted to pull one leg free. She took her eyes from his penis long enough to smile into his eyes. He kissed her, and she let her hips down as Cairo pushed up.

He was inside her. She gasped, and began rotating her hips, rocking them back and fourth. She was tight, and warm. Cairo was biting his tongue to keep himself from coming. Pulling his mind away from the pleasure and the sex for a moment, he checked the mirrors to assure they had not been discovered.

Allison began to moan quietly, and squeeze with her legs. She kissed his neck. Cairo closed his eyes and lost himself for a moment. He'd always enjoyed sex so much more without a condom. A wolf made of lightning rose up in the back of his head, threatening to take him over and give it to the girl properly. But he pushed the Wolf back, and checked the mirrors again.

She leaned back against the steering wheel, and began rocking her hips faster. The car was shaking. She bit her lips and orgasmed as quietly as she could. She collapsed on top of him, gasping for breath. He pulled himself out of her, and wiped his hand off on a discarded work shirt.

She reached down and felt herself,and felt his still hard penis. "You didn't cum ?"

"No." He said. "I had to pay attention. I couldn't let the beast go."

"I want you to cum!" she said, and began jerking him off.

(It's not done, by far. Please leave feedback)

[Emersom]

Love it! Wanting more!

[xtori690x@gmail.com]

Nice story

[Dizzyworks673]

Great story so far! Can't wait until the next part comes out.