Feel My Love (Second Chances Forever)

“You’re going to do fine,” I said.

Ami bit on her lower lip. “I don’t know. I’m just so tense. I wish there were some way I could…”

“Could what?”

“...release my tension,” she said.

I glanced over at her and caught her staring at my crotch.

I barked out a laugh. “Are you serious?”

She shrugged, giving me a sheepish grin. “I don’t know. Maybe? It would help me calm down, that’s for sure.”

I slowed the car down, considering what she was saying. “For real? You want me to…” I looked her up and down. She did look damn fine in that skirt. “Here? Now?”

“Well, not here,” she said. She looked around, watching the buildings as we passed. After a minute, she pointed off to the right. “What about over there?”

I looked where she was pointing. It was the parking lot of an empty office building. The windows were all dark, and there was a big sign out front that read, “Office Space for Lease.” It didn’t look like there was anyone on the property, not even maintenance personnel.

I slowed down more, changing lanes to head towards the parking lot. “You serious?” I asked.

Ami hesitated, but then she nodded, a mischievous grin on her lips. “Yeah. Let’s do it.”

I didn’t argue with that. I pulled into the parking lot, driving around the back so our car wouldn’t be noticed. I parked behind the building, looking around to make sure there was no one nearby.

Ami bounced excitedly in her seat. “Wow. I can’t believe we’re doing this.”

I grinned, taking off my seat belt and leaning towards her.

She put a hand on my chest, making me pause for a moment.

“Just promise not to make a mess on my nice clothes,” she said.

I chuckled. “I promise.”

We started kissing. I reached for her breast, but she grabbed my wrist and guided my land lower.

“Don’t wrinkle my blouse,” she whispered.

She hiked up her skirt. I slid my hand up her leg. She was wearing silken panties. She shivered as I ran my fingers along them.

I glanced at the back seat. It was a bit cramped.

“Come on,” she said, opening the door and getting out.

I got out of the car. Ami slipped her skirt off, folding it neatly and laying it on the seat of the car. Then she glanced around carefully, searching the building and the nearby trees for signs of anyone who might catch us, before sliding her panties down around her ankles.

She sat on the hood of the car, leaning back on her elbows. “Hurry up, lover boy. I don’t want this to make me late.”

I chuckled, unzipping my pants. I took one last glance around to make sure we were well-hidden, then leaned in and spread Ami’s legs.

She gasped as I rubbed the head of my cock against her pussy lips. She looked down between her legs, biting her lip as she watched me tease her. She whimpered, rocking back and forth on the hood of the car.

“Please,” she whispered.

“Please what?” I asked, still teasing her.

“Please give it to me.”

“Give you what?” I asked, enjoying making her squirm.

She whimpered in frustration. “Your cock. Please give me your cock.”

I pushed her down onto the hood, slipping my cock inside of her and giving her what she wanted.

I wasted no time, spurred on by the thrill of doing this outdoors, where anyone could catch us at any moment. Ami held onto the backs of her knees, pulling her legs back and making little mewling sounds each time I thrust deeper inside of her. She looked so cute and vulnerable, her eyes wide as she looked up at me. It thrilled me, knowing that she was mine.

“Please,” she said between moans. “Please, I need it.”

“Tell me what you need,” I said.

“I need you to come inside me.”

I gasped and rammed my cock in deeper, closing my eyes in the final moment before I filled her. I shuddered, about ready to collapse.

Ami squealed in delight. She leaned back on the hood of the car, savoring the aftermath.

“Can you hand me my panties?” she asked. “I don’t want anything...dripping.”

I laughed, retrieving her panties off the parking lot ground. She brushed them off and pulled them back on, then retrieved her skirt from the car.

We got back in the car just as a car with the word “Security” on the door was driving around towards the back. We drove off, with the security guard watching us carefully from his car. I wondered if he had any idea what we’d been doing back there. If he had come around two minutes sooner, he would have caught us right in the act.

We were a few minutes late getting to Ami’s interview, but she didn’t complain. She was positively glowing as she got out of the car.

I got out with her, giving her a hug for good luck.