?Get out,? she commanded. It was obvious she wanted me to leave the relative protection and comfort of the back seat of the car. I hesitated, not sure...I had heard correctly. ?Get out,? she repeated, more insistent this time. I shuffled sideways and stepped out of the car, not wanting to be left alone, naked and vulnerable in the car but equally hesitant to stand naked in the parking garage. As soon as I stood outside the car, my driver quickly thrust the door shut, pointed the remote door lock. She wanted me to drive, so I got in the drivers seat.I had to kiss her again. Her lips felt like heaven on mine. Our tongues swirled together in an erotic dance that I didn't want to end. Her hand rubbed my cock as it strained against the fabric of my pants. Finally, we collected ourselves and drove out of the parking lot. She had to give me directions, as I wasn't really familiar with the area. Once we got on to the highway heading west, Jeanie told me the exit, and said it would take a little. Polly her maid confirmed her worst fear with a tear in her eye.The pretty maid was desperately in love with her mistress and was afraid this complication would curtail their fiery dalliances behind the locked bedroom door.At first, Sue was certain it was Alfie who had impregnated her the night of the party when he bent her over behind the window curtains. The flood of creamy cum had filled her quivering vagina and she could feel the forceful spurts up deep in her womb. She had wanted to. She's the one who got me in this mess." I told Yolanda the whole story about Marcy, her betrayal, and my arrest."Stupid bitch wasn't right for you anyway. You're a good boy, James. You deserve a good girl. And Holly's a good girl. She has everything a guy should want -- looks, personality, a good head on her shoulders, some dreams, and some plans to make them dreams come true. You should go for her." Yeah, and she has dimples, too," I muttered, I thought only to myself."What you say?" Yolanda.