After Hours

"Oh my God..." was my only answer. She laughed again.

She drove me to her home and I met her family; a stereotypical Midwestern folk. I used the phone the next morning, and she drove me out to wait for the truck at my car. She turned to me as he drove up and started hooking up my car.

"Thank you for an amazing night," she said, smiling up at me. "My ass is going to be sore for a week!"

"The pleasure was all mine," I said, kissing her passionately.

"But just so you know," she said, giving me a wink and a lick of her lips, "If ever you decide to road-trip it home again from Cali, my booty will always be open for a pit stop."

I shivered. "See you next year," I said, hopping into the cab of the truck.

I never did see her again, but the memory of that one night and Bella's hot, tight ass will never fade!