Red Hot! (Sebastian Vettel)

24. A Double Celebration

Libby closed her eyes briefly as she sat directly in front of her desk fan.   It was unusually hot for the U.K. and the heat was draining her.   She couldn't wait until she could get out of there.  She needed a cold shower and an ice cold cider! There were still several hours to go though.   It was only Sunday morning, there was still a race to get through. 

Her office door was half open trying to let some air inside.  All the windows in the motorhome were open but still the heat was close to unbearable.  She could feel a drop of perspiration running down into the valley between her breasts. 

From out in the main area of the motorhome came a loud cheer and the sound of everyone singing Happy Birthday.  She smiled.  Seb had arrived. 

They hadn't spent much time alone since he'd left her house Sunday afternoon, just a few stolen kisses here and there. 
And texts, lots of sexy, suggestive texts.  Things were definitely back on track after their brief break.  Back on track and hotter than ever. 

She felt a little guilty as she had only got him a card for his birthday.  She just had no idea what to get a man that could buy anything his heart desired.  And was a friend with benefits even supposed to buy gifts?  He wouldn't read too much into a gift would he?

In the end she'd decided to give him the night of his life.   Alfresco sex, handcuffs, spanking...whatever he wanted, within reason of course.   She hadn't told him yet, she planned on surprising him later after the team drinks they were both attending to celebrate his birthday, and hopefully a decent result. 

There was a knock on the door.  "Come in!" she called out.  The ajar door swung open and the birthday boy himself came in, shutting the door behind him.  "Hey, happy birthday," Libby greeted him, smiling brightly. 

"Thanks," he replied.  "Mike about?"

"He went over to the garage to talk to Martin," Libby told him, slightly disappointed.  She'd been hoping he'd come to see her, not Mike. 

"Fantastic.  That's what I was hoping for," he murmured, rounding Libby's desk and  pulling her to her feet.   She smiled as she realised that he had come to see her. 

She wound her arms around his
neck and kissed him tenderly.  "Good day so far? Many presents?"  He kissed her back hungrily. 

"Not yet," he said against her lips.  "Will see my family in Austria, so I'll get my presents there."  His hand crept up the back of Libby's skirt, his fingertips brushing her ass. "Damn, I'm hard already.   I can't wait until later.  I just wish we didn't have to go for drinks.  I'd much prefer to spend my birthday evening with my face buried between your legs."

Libby giggled and pulled back, staring affectionately up at him.   "You'll have fun. We have afterwards."

"But I'm horny Libs!" he whined like a petulant child. "Just wear something sexy yeah?"

"Like what?" she laughed. "I can't exactly wear my sexy little lace baby doll nightie can I?"

"Mmm," Seb said, nuzzling the side of her neck.  "I like the sound of that.  Bring it for later?"

"Ok, if that's what you want. I'm heading home to get changed before drinks so I can pick it up."

"You'll stay in my motorhome with me tonight?"

"Of course I will but I'm just a bit concerned that someone will spot us leaving together."

"Don't worry about it.  We'll cross that bridge if we come to it. My motorhome is parked around the back of the factory. I'm pretty sure everyone will be too shitfaced to even notice us leaving together. I intend on having a birthday to remember!"