Jordan lost track of time as he sat in the driver’s seat, trapped between the thighs of the teen who now seemed to lord over his life. As the car came to a halt for the umpteenth time, Jordan didn’t realize anything was different until Sara put the car into park. Above him, her phone came into view temporarily as she texted Ellie.
“She’s coming now,” Sara said down to you as you both waited for her friend to arrive. Jordan stood up and walked about the space he had on the driver’s seat as he waited. Desperately Jordan wanted to say or do something that could alter the course of what was about to come. The idea of meeting Sara’s friends was not something he was looking forward to.
As the car door opened, Jordan leaned against Sara’s inner thigh. Almost instantly, a wave of perfume assaulted the air causing him to sneeze as his nose twitched. The sounds of the giant setting her bags down and getting comfortable, followed by a slam of the car door, told him he was on deck.
“When did you get your license? I thought you still had a few months left?” Ellie asked as she put her seat belt on.
“When I suddenly have access to a licensed driver at all times. It’s like having a license without having to pass the test.” Sara said as she ruffled Jordan’s hair.
“You are so bad! Although, I love how you make the rules, your bitch.” Ellie said
“I’m not breaking any rules. I’m allowed to drive as long as a licensed driver is with me. I just happen to keep one with me at all times.” Sara teased.
“Speaking of which, where is he? The fact you didn’t immediately find me after you found him is a strict violation of the friend code.” Ellie said with mock hurt.
“I would like to plead to the court that I was trying to help him. I did message you as soon as Mom took him, and I was mowing the yard again. I called you while building the habitat as well. That should be reflected in the record.” Sara said.
“Speaking of which, where is our little man?” Ellie asked, looking about. As the words left her mouth, Jordan didn’t like the sound of ours. As if she had some ownership over him.
“He’s right here. It’s not like you to be so shy.” Sara scolded as her hand swept around Jordan, lifting him off the seat of the car.
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