Zed knocked on the passenger side window. He knew the driver.
She looked up, startled from her thoughts, and rolled down the tinted glass. She raised a brow at him, leaning an elbow on the window frame.
-Hi Ednin, Zed said. I saw that it was you again. I'm sorry for the no-talking request.
Ednin took a long drag from her cigarette. She exhaled the smoke slowly, eyeing him through it.
-No worries, sugar, Ednin drawled. I understand discretion's important sometimes. Though I gotta say, you seem awful cozy with those two lovely ladies.
-How did you like them, from what you could see? Zed asked.
He opened the door and let himself into the passenger seat.
-Well ain't that a loaded question, handsome. Them two are somethin' else, I tell ya that much. The blonde, Betty, she's pure sunshine wrapped in silk. Sweet as honey drizzled over peach pie. Hope ya know what you're gettin' into, messin' with such fiery spirits.
-Look what they've done, Zed said.
He took Ednin's cigarette for a puff. Then he pulled his spent, semi-hard cock out of his pants to show his on-again, off-again lover.
Ednin took the offered cigarette back. She inhaled deeply and blew the smoke out slow. Her eyes widened. She was ready to be on again.
-Well butter my biscuit, looks like somebody's been havin' themselves a real wild ride, huh?
She wrapped a cool hand around his shaft, stroking it idly with a wicked grin.
Zed placed his hand over hers.
-I wanna control myself on the way back, he whispered.
-Uh huh, I reckon you do, given the company you keep, Ednin smirked. Those twin tempests got your engine revvin', dontcha?
-You can feel it, Zed told her.
His cock grew hard in her hand.
Ednin smirked wider. She wrapped her fingers tighter around his thickening girth.
-Mmm, indeed I can, sugar. These young things really worked you up, huh? Gotta admire their gusto, stirrin' up a strapping fella like yourself so easily.
-Why don't you join us when we get back to my place? Zed asked.
Ednin took a final drag before flicking the cigarette butt out the window. She turned to face him fully. Her eyes raked over his features, lingering on his lap where his rigid cock stuck out obscenely.
She leaned in close. She traced a fingertip teasingly along his face.
-Join y'all, huh? My, my, ain't that a tempting offer, comin' hot on the heels of watchin' you paint those sweet thangs' tonsils white .
-I knew you'd watch, Ednin, Zed smiled. I'd be upset if I didn't know you're never jealous.
Ednin chuckled huskily, trailing her fingertips down his chest.
-Caught me redhanded, haven't ya, boy? Can't blame a gal for sneakin' a peek at such a spicy lil' reunion . Besides, ain't no force on heaven or earth gonna make me miss out on watchin' you wreck three gorgeous specimens all at once.
-How about a quick handjob to hold me over before the girls get back down? Zed asked.
Ednin grinned wickedly. She licked her plump lips.
-Oooh, you don't beat around the bush, do ya sugar? Alright, I'll bite. Scoot yer sexy ass closer though, we gotta be quick 'fore those babydolls catch wind and come a-runnin'. Clock's tickin'.
Zed let go of her hand. Ednin went to work.
She wrapped her skilled fingers around his thick shaft, pumping him firmly as she used her thumb to tease the sensitive underside. Her touch was confident. Experienced. Designed to bring maximum pleasure in minimum time.
-Mmm, goddamn you're a big ol' boy, ain'tcha?
-You know it, Zed purred.
Ednin hummed approvingly. She stroked faster, twisting her wrist on the upstroke just how she knew drove him wild.
-Damn skippy I do. Now lemme work my magic 'fore cutie-patoots gets back. Wanna leave ya primed and pinnin' fer later, yeah?
-Yeah babe, I'm so glad it was you again, Zed groaned.
Ednin puffed on her cigarette, blowing smoke rings languidly.
-Aw shucks, sugar, the feelin's mutual. Ain't nobody else gonna put up with yo' shenanigans like yours truly. Now c'mon baby, gimme that cream.
Zed felt a rush of blood to his head. He grabbed a half-empty coffee cup from the console.
Ednin noticed. She caught on quick.
-Oho, thinkin' ahead, are ya stud? Nothin' worse than makin' a mess in the ride. Here, lemme help ya aim.
Zed gasped sharply. The first spurt of his load hit the inside wall of the paper cup.
Ednin grinned mischievously, watching his hips buck as he found his release into the makeshift receptacle. She maintained her rapid stroking, milking him for every last drop.
-Atta boy, pump it out! Nothin' better than a hot, thick load to start the day, am I right?
-I'm so glad it was you who picked us up, Zed said again.
He leaned over to give her a kiss on the neck before slipping his cock back into his pants. Ednin purred softly.
Once he was tucked away, she sat back and took a long pull from her cigarette. She eyed him with a sated, almost proud expression.
Zed stepped out of the SUV. He leaned against the side of the car, waiting for Alice and Betty to come down with their things.