Meeting James – Chapter 2: James and Melanie spend their first day together

True story: Meeting James – Chapter 2: James and Melanie spend their first day together

by melanieatplay

“We have a lot we need to do before this evening, and we need to get started,” James said in a commanding tone.

He paid the check and we walked out of the café, his arm securely around me. It was the first time he had touched me since we woke up naked together that afternoon.

We walked outside to the valet station and he handed his ticket to the attendant. It was a beautiful sunny day, maybe mid 80’s I guessed, typical spring weather for Las Vegas.

There were several couples ahead of us, so I knew it would be a few minutes before they’d get James’ car and bring it around. One of the couples, who I’d guessed was in their mid 30’s, had a baby stroller. I watched as the mother doted on the baby while the father talked on his cell phone.

I then looked over and saw two college-aged guy’s not so subtly checking me out. I looked away, ignoring them while I simultaneously felt James possessively pull me closer to him. The two gawkers taking the hint, looked away and inwardly I smiled to myself. In the year and a half I’d been in Las Vegas, I hadn’t really dated and it struck me that I had forgotten what it was like to be part of a couple.

The valets delivered the cars to the young family and my admirers and they drove away, which left James and I waiting along with two middle aged women. They were standing far enough away from us so that I couldn’t make out everything they were saying. However, both of them were giving me the ‘stink eye’ in a big way and whispering what I was sure to be snide comments to each other. I’m sure James could feel me tense up as they continued to look at us and rudely sneer.

Just as I was about to verbally engage the spiteful old bitches, a blue convertible Mustang pulled up in front of us.

“This is our ride,” James said as he pulled me towards the car. He tipped the valet and we sped off quickly down the Las Vegas strip.

I was looking forward, gritting my teeth. The more I thought about them and the horrible things I was sure they were saying, the more I seethed in anger. James’ voice snapped me out of it.

“What’s wrong,” he said, with a look of concern in his eyes.

“Nothing!” I snapped, looking forward again.

“If I were to venture a guess, I’d say your sudden foul mood would be the result of what those two women were saying at the valet stand.”

“I didn’t hear them,” I said curtly, which was a partial truth because I couldn’t clearly make out their words.

“How can I put this kindly,” he paused, “they appeared to think that I was renting you for the evening,” he said, looking soothingly into my eyes.

My blood was now boiling as James confirmed my suspicion. “Nasty old bitches,” I said under my breath, but loud enough that James heard me.

He suddenly slammed on the brakes and pulled the car over to the side of the road.

“Look at me Melanie,” he said, sternly.

I defiantly looked down, ignoring him.

“Now!” he said, in a voice so cold it chilled me to the bone.

I sheepishly looked over at him. His icy voice brought me back to a time in my childhood when I was a few seconds from being put over my father’s knee.

He took a deep breath and I could see he was trying to calm himself down before he spoke.

“I turned forty-eight last month and you are nineteen. How do you think people are going to react when they see us together in public? The naïve ones are going to think you are my daughter. But given the nature and reputation of this town, most of them are going to assume the exact same thing as those women at the valet stand.”

I looked into his eyes, as his words begun to sink in.

“I refuse to stay in my hotel room the entire time I’m here. I want to experience this city. I want to take you to nice restaurants and see shows and concerts with you.” He paused for a moment, and then continued, “If I can summon the courage, I might even be brave enough to venture inside these clubs that you’ve told me so much about.”

A slight smile was beginning to return to his face.

“My point is: I can’t constantly be worried that you will get into a fight, verbal or otherwise, with every idiot who says something to you, or looks at you, in a way you don’t like.”

I took a few seconds and I contemplated what he had said. I was mature enough to know he was right, but young enough that I didn’t like being called out, even when I was wrong.

“I apologize for my inappropriate behavior,” I said meekly, “and it won’t happen again.”

“Thank you,” he said, as he pulled back out onto the road.

After several minutes, I broke the silence.

“Did I tell you yet that this was a nice car?” I said, smiling at him, in an attempt to lighten the mood.

“It’s a rental,” he said, his eyes not leaving the road.

“Where are we going?” I asked, as the wind picked up and started blowing my long blonde hair around.

“Henderson.”

“What’s in Henderson?”

I tried to keep him talking because I noticed that his mood was improving the more we spoke.

“The Valley Auto Mall,” he said, as we approached the entrance to the freeway.

The Valley Auto Mall was a group of independent car dealerships. One of my friends lived about a mile from it, or I probably wouldn’t have known what it was.

“Why are we going there?”

“Because my girlfriend isn’t going to drive around in a beat up Honda that’s older than she is.”

His face finally broke a smile and his mood was returning to normal.

I smiled at him radiantly as I realized the reason for our trip and reached over and squeezed his thigh as he quickly accelerated the Mustang to freeway speed.

I quickly discovered that car shopping wasn’t as much fun as the commercials made it appear on TV. We looked at almost every car on the lot and nothing caught my eye. Just as we were about to try another dealership across the street, a large SUV came into the site. I put my arm around James and squeezed as I walked towards the car.

The salesman who had been trailing us around the lot smiled and said, “You have good taste young lady.”

“I pictured you in a little sports car Melanie, is this really what you want?” James said, in apparent disbelief.

“It’s the only Land Rover on the lot,” the salesman said, looking at James. “We got this Discovery in yesterday. It’s a two year old lease return with very low miles and I can already see your daughter loves it.”

James and I both broke into wide smiles as the confused salesman looked on.

“Why don’t you wait in the car and I’ll take care of this,” James said looking at me, a big smile still etched his face.

“What were you saying earlier about naïve people, Daddy?” I said, as I saucily patted James’ ass. I barely caught a glimpse of the stunned salesman’s face as I turned and walked towards the Mustang.

About fifteen minutes later James joined me in the car.

“You can pick it up on Monday; just show them your driver’s license. They assured me they’d have the title ready and I don’t want you driving that Honda again, is that understood?”

“Yes James,” I said, barely able to contain my excitement.

“Good. I’ll feel better knowing you’re driving something safe,” he said, as he pulled the car onto the freeway on ramp.

Still exhilarated from the realization that I had a nice car to drive, I reached out and touched James’ thigh, and in my exuberance, I accidentally brushed his penis which I was surprised to find was semi erect.

I looked into James’ eyes with a knowing smile.

He tried to look gruff, but broke into a big smile. “I can’t help it. You have this affect on me and I feel like I’m in highschool again when we are together.”

“Really,” I said smiling; a wicked thought entering my mind. “Let me show you what I liked to do in high school then.”

I leaned over and rubbed James’ cock harder, feeling it expand and become instantly erect. Trying to keep his eyes on the road, he looked down long enough to see me unbuttoning the front of his jeans freeing his member from its restraint.

Without warning, I leaned down and took James’ erection into my mouth. I felt the Mustang swerve in the lane and a gasp escape his lips as I worked the fat member further into my mouth, until it touched the back of my throat. I started to move my head slowly up and down, enjoying the taste of him. I felt the car move back and forth in the lane in unison with my mouth as I slowly bobbed up and down. I heard his breathing become strained, and I ran the tip of my tongue over the head of his cock and through the slit which caused his pre cum to leak out at an increased rate.

I was pumping my mouth up and down faster, really getting into it, when a loud deep bellow sounded from just above me. James’ cock popped out of my mouth and I looked up over my shoulder to see a driver from a large semi-truck smile at me, while he enthusiastically pulled the cord sounding his horn over and over.

I laughed out loud at the driver as James smiled at me and stomped on the accelerator, speeding past the truck.

I looked down and saw his throbbing cock standing at attention, with a heavy coat of my saliva all over it.

“James, if you can avoid the truckers, I have a job I’d like to finish down here,” I said, laughing again as my eyes met his.

He chuckled.

“Trust me, the last thing I want is for you to be interrupted again.”

I lowered my mouth back onto his cock. Again, the car swerved but thankfully not as bad this time. I’m glad he’s a quick learner, I thought. I love giving head, but not at the expense of getting into a wreck on the freeway.

I slowly worked him in and out of my mouth. I was taking my time and I wanted to enjoy it. I loved running the tip of my tongue along the underside of his member so I could feel the bulging veins. My God, he has such a beautiful cock.

He had really good control, but after I picked up the pace I could feel his ass start to lift up off the seat of the car and I knew he was getting close. I put my hands on his thighs and tightened my lips around the head and remained motionless, letting him control the pace. His breathing began to change and his body stiffened. His thrusts became short and quick. A loud gasp escaped his lips as I felt hot splashes of cum on the back of my throat. His cock pulsed and squirted several more times before I started to swallow. His hips continued to buck, and I continued to swallow, until the hot blasts subsided.