"The car isn't working. There's something wrong with the muffler, I think," Andy said, trying to start the car. "Really? We're going to miss the reservation. Do you know how long it took me to get a seat at that place?" You shook your head in disappointment. "I know, sweetie, but I guess dinner will have to wait some other day," he said, comforting you. "So now what? We stay in your car, parked in our driveway?" You forced a smile. Andy shrugged, laying back in his seat. "We could just go back inside and do what we were going to do after dinner anyway," he suggested. "What? Sleep? It's barely 8:30," you joked. "It's cold and the heater feels nice in here," you said, leaning back too.
Andy shrugged again, laying his head back and closing his eyes. "Let's just stay in here and talk then." You raised your eyebrow at his statement. You undid your seat belt and climbed onto his lap. "Or we can just do something else." Andy opened his eyes and chuckled. "I like that idea too." You started the kiss deeply, as you both helped each other undress. It wasn't very long, until you both started getting at it. You moaned loudly, bouncing hard and fast on Andy's lap. His hands were kept on your hips for guidance. You picked up more speed and pace, riding him faster and harder. Pleasure and steam soon filled up the care.
You bit down on your lip, feeling your release hit, along with Andy's. You breathed heavily, crawling back to the passenger's seat. You looked over at Andy, who stared right back with a grin. "I'm kinda glad I didn't have to wait until after dinner to get to my dessert," you said, giggling. "Same here."
