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Click hereI turned to look at his face as he drove, and he said, "It's no that Steffie, but I need to see a girl perform a number of times before I can be with her myself. Do you want to be with me?"
I didn't trust myself to answer, so I just nodded my head and finally answered with the single quietly spoken word, "Yes."
"When we get to my apartment, we'll exchange cell phone numbers. You'll be hearing from me."
As we drove to Alec's apartment, he became ever more aloof, and we hardly spoke another ward between then and the time I left, except to exchange phone numbers.
I arrived home before Steve arrived and decided that tonight I would not wait up for him, mostly because I wasn't sure how I would handle any conversation we might have with questions like, "So, how was your evening?" Instead, I got into bed and wondered how and when Alec would contact me.
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(This story will be continued with more encounters between Stefanie and Alec. Stay tuned.)
How about continuing this story, you have my attention.
Nicely done, although a bit derivative of other stories I have read. Nonetheless, you do of good job of building the tension rather than taking the easy route and banging from the first paragraph. I look forward to reading more of Stefanie's adventures with Alec.
Usually, I do not like the non conscent stories where the woman acts like a slut after a few drink or a few abuse.
However I got to say that you do a very good job to keep your story credible. It is a tough job to do.
I'm waiting for the next chapter