Ray of Sunshine
I could’ve easily started her car, but I didn’t want to. Her beauty caught my eye and I wanted to know more about her. Shit, I wanted to f*ck her. I couldn’t just drive away and leave her out there to fend for herself. I’m a dick usually, but I couldn’t just leave her there.
She looked helpless as I almost drove by her. When the lights of my bike shone on her, dirty thoughts flooded my mind. She had on ‘f*ck me’ heels with a short as hell skirt and a lacy white tank top that instantly made my dick hard. Her hair fell across the top of her breasts and sparkled in the light. It was gold and I wanted to pull it while my cock was buried deep inside of her.
I pretended to come to her rescue and try to help, but I wanted to keep her as long as I could. I’d have one of the guys at the bar tow her car back to her place.
I could see fear in her eyes when we walked in tonight. They were large like saucers, her mouth hung open and she looked around the room like she’d never been in a bar before. The guys here could be a*sholes, especially when a beautiful woman enters the room. Bear was always a total prick, but he did have a point. I wanted to f*ck her and I wanted it dirty.
“How about I buy you a real drink? Just one. You aren’t driving tonight, so what’s the harm?”
I watched as she chewed her lip. “I guess you’re right. My week’s been crappy. I could use something… stronger,” she said, blowing out a puff of air causing her hair to move.
“Well, let’s change that. Bad date?” I asked. I looked at her shoes before moving up her entire body before I stopped at her face. “How can I make it better?”
Her lips parted and her chest heaved as she sucked air in quickly. “It’s not so bad anymore. Tonight started out great, I went out with a girl friend of mine, but it’s just my friggin’ car that put the icing on the cake.”
Friggin’? Do grown women really use that word?
“I’m sure the car is no big deal,” I said as I motioned for the bartender. “Know what you want?”
“Martini. A sweet one, please.” She polished off her virgin daiquiri. She didn’t swear and barely drank liquor; she wasn’t like most girls I knew – even her clothes weren’t as sexy as I’d expect for a girl her age.
“What can I get you, honey?” Sandy asked.
“Sunshine here will take a sweet martini, Sandy. Anything you can make flavored preferably.” I looked over at Suzy. “Right?” I asked.
“Yes, thank you.” She looked out of place in a bar like this, but I wanted her at my side. She appeared to be a good girl with a clean mouth, but I could tell her mind was littered with filthy thoughts. She looked at me, no stared at me, watching every movement and studying my entire body. She wanted me as much as I wanted her, even though she didn’t want to admit it or couldn’t. “You come here a lot, huh? Everyone seems to know you.”
“The guys and I hang out here a couple nights a week after work and it’s close to my house. It’s just a place I like to come to relax and unwind a bit after a long day.”
She licked her lips and I swear to f*ckin’ Christ my cock twitched. I adjusted myself trying to stop a full on hard on from catching her eye. I watched her legs as she shifted in her seat, rubbing them together before crossing them. I had her and I knew it, but the trick was to not scare her off.
“What do you do, City?” She glanced at her hands trying not to look at me.
“I’m an artist. You?” I left it at that – sounded classier than ‘I’m a tattoo artist.’ I was an artist at heart, but my canvas was human skin.
“Teacher. What kind of artist?”
She didn’t look like any schoolteacher I’d ever had. I wouldn’t have been able to pay attention in class with her walking around in heels and stretching to write on the chalkboard. “Tattoo,” I said as I pointed at the artwork on my arm. “ You have any?”
“Tattoos?” she asked as her eyebrows rose and her eyes grew wide.
“Yeah, by the look on your face I’d say the answer is ‘no.’”
“Oh no,” she laughed. “Needles scare the heck out of me.” Grabbing her drink she gulped down half the martini without even blinking.
“Do you swear?” I asked as she set the glass back on the bar.
“What?” She gaped at me.
“Do you swear? Simple question. You’ve said ‘heck’ and ‘friggin’’ so far, but nothing dirty.”
“Oh, um, yeah, I swear.” Her cheeks turned pink and a small smile spread across her face. “I’m just used to watching my words with the kids around all day.”
“Prove it,” I said, staring in her sapphire eyes.
“What? Why?”
“Cause I need to know if it’s in you. Are you all good girl? Or is there something more underneath dying to come out?” I hid the smile and laughter that was so close to breaking free from my lips. The pink of her cheeks spread across her face. I know I embarrassed her, but f*ck, I needed to know if I stood a chance.
“Yes, I swear. What do you think I am? I’m not a child, City.” She glared at me as she raised the drink to her lips and wrapped them around the rim. F*ck. I wanted those lips wrapped around my dick, taking me deep and sucking me off.
“Never said you were, babe. Do you drink besides tonight?” I asked, now smiling because I knew she was upset. I liked the fire I saw in her eyes when I pointed out her good girl qualities – she obviously didn’t like being labeled.
“Sometimes. I’m just responsible. I don’t drink and drive. My dad used to be a cop and it was drilled into my head at an early age.” The words she spoke hit me like a ton of bricks. Drunk driving was the one thing in the world that caused my blood to boil.
Good girl teacher with a cop father? Just my luck. “Nothin’ wrong with that. Virgin daiquiris aren’t always your thing, then?”
“Why? Do I have to be a drinker? I mean does it make me less of an adult?”
“No, Suzy. Just trying to get a feel for who you are – what you are.” Her shoulders slumped and she seemed to relax a bit with my words. “Want another drink? You downed that one quick.” She surprised me with how fast she polished it off, my question about her drinking had been answered, but I wanted to watch her get a little pissed.
“One more and then I’m done,” she said.
“You order your drink and I’m going to go talk to my friend over there real quick. He’s a mechanic. I’ll see what he can do with your car tonight.” Standing, I motion to Sandy and pointed to Suzy.
“Okay, don’t leave me alone here too long.”
“Promise, two minutes, tops.” I walked away from Suzy as Sandy approached. The vultures would swoop in soon enough in my absence.
“Bored with Sunshine over there, buddy?” Tank asked as he kicked back in his chair as the others laughed. Tank’s smile was wide and the laughter only encouraged him further. “I can step in if you’d like. I wouldn’t mind spending the night with that sweet flower.”
I sat down in my usual seat next to Bear. “You can f*ck off tonight.” I pointed at Tank. “I don’t need your shit.” Tank just grinned. I knew he was f*cking around but it pissed me the f*ck off. I’ve known Tank for years and although he could be a pain in the ass, he had a heart of gold.
“Easy there, City. What the f*ck crawled up your ass and died?” Bear said.
“Nothing man, long day. Sorry, brother.”
“Sweet on that girl, huh? Never knew you were such an uptight dick let alone over protective of a woman,” Bear said.
“I’m not, but f*ck, the shit that comes out of your mouth just pisses me off at times.”
“Sorry. Just f*ckin’ with you.”
“We’re cool.” I slapped Bear on the shoulder hoping to change the mood. No matter what a*sholes the guys could be, they were still my friends. They always had my back and were there for me when I needed them. “I need a favor, Tank.”
“Name it.”
“Her car’s down the road and isn’t starting. It’s an easy fix to get it moving again, but there’s some other issue with it. Think you could take care of it for me and drop it by her place tomorrow?”
“Sure. Whatever you need. You want me to just get it running or fix it for her?”
“Fix it and I’ll pay for the repair. Don’t let her pay for anything. Just drop it in her driveway.”
“How will he know where I live?” she asked.
“Registration in the glove box.” I twirled the keys in my finger and held my hand out for her to take. “Ready?”
“Duh,” she said as she shook her head and grabbed my hand. All I could do was laugh. She wobbled on the high heels as she reached out and grabbed my shirt to steady herself. Sex didn’t ooze off of her. There was a quirkiness that I couldn’t put my finger on, but the sex kitten was there somewhere underneath the surface.
“Home?” I wanted to ask her your place or mine, but I didn’t think she was that type of girl. My life had become an endless parade of those girls and there wasn’t one thing that said ‘take me home and f*ck me’ about Suzy.
“Yes,” she said.
I motioned to Tank and he walked toward us before we made it to the door. “Her car is two miles south, man. Can you have it done by tomorrow?” I asked as I placed the keys in his hand.
“Sure, buddy. I’ll have it at her place as early as possible.”
“Thanks,” I said as I shook his hand.
“Crap,” she said.
“What?” I asked as we both looked at her.
“I have to cancel my tow,” she said.
“Here,” I handed her my phone. “Call them back before we hit the road.”
“Thanks.” She walked away on shaky legs; the drinks must have had a greater effect on her than I had thought. She leaned on a table with the phone in her ear and her ass sticking out. Her skirt rode up, giving me a view of the back of her legs. The muscles flexed and moved as she swayed back and forth. I couldn’t imagine being tipsy and walking in those pointy f*cking shoes. Women were insane.
“Make sure her car is running good before you bring it back, got it? No shit ass job, Tank. I don’t want her breaking down on the side of the road again.”
“Got it. I don’t do half ass work, City. Got a thing for this girl?”
“I don’t have a thing for her – my dick does, but she’s just another woman. Stop busting my balls and do me this favor.”
Tank laughed. “Sure. I gotcha. I’ll take care of the car and you take care of her – get her home safely.” He winked at me.
I rolled my eyes and spoke through clenched teeth. “I’m always a gentleman, Tank.”
“Like f*ck you are, man. Kind, at times, a gentleman, never.” I heard him say as he walked away twirling her keys in his fingers.
“Okay, all done. Let’s bounce,” she said as she touched my shoulder.
Did she just say bounce? F*ck me runnin’. I was in trouble with this girl. I knew it from the moment I saw her, but my cock didn’t want to be the voice of reason – it never did – traitorous f*cker. “Let’s get you out of here and out of those shoes, Suzy.” I wrapped my arms around her waist and helped her to the door.