Chương 101: We’ve Got A Job To Do
Bridget's elbows were on the dashboard, and her eyes were focused through the windshield on the apartment building where Courtney lived. The last remnants of the day's thunderstorm pit-pattered against the windows. She couldn't remember the last time that she'd been on a date, and this was certainly the strangest date that she had ever experienced. She hoped that Joey was having as good of a time as she was. She knew how she could make sure he did.
She smiled, thinking that what she was about to do would have never crossed her mind before Melvin. She had him and the witch and the love juice to thank for that, and if things didn't turn out the way she wanted them do, she knew that she still wouldn't ever go back to the way she was before: a major tight-ass.
After all, she barely knew the guy sitting next to her for more than a quick hello and goodbye as she walked by his desk every day, and playing with boys you don't know wouldn't be considered very kosher by the likes of her parents, may their souls rest in peace. But it was going to be oh so much fun.
"You know, Joey," she said, turning her head to face him. "All this secret agent stuff kinda... well, it turns me on. What about you?" She slipped a thumb through her lips and sucked on it coyly. She turned her head to the side, allowing some of her blonde hair to fall in her face. The right strap of her dress strategically fell from her shoulder, and Bridget didn't bother pushing it back to its upright position.
Joey gulped and said, "Uh... actually... YOU kinda turn me on, Bridget."
Bridget smiled in reply. "Really?" she said. "Prove it."
Her delicate hands floated through the air and flittered to Joey's belt. She saw the crotch of his pants bulging more and more with the evidence of his hard-on; it appeared to be a sizable one which was a good sign for later tonight if Bridget's plans all fell into place. She unbuckled his belt and took the zipper between her thumb and forefinger and slowly pulled it down. Joey moaned anxiously as Bridget's hands slipped through his open fly and fished out his raging erection.
"Now, keep your eyes open. We've got a job to do, don't we? And it wouldn't be very polite of us to let out friends down." She wrapped her fingers around the thickness of Joey's flesh; it was hot in her hands. "You're going to have to stay alert for the both of us," Bridget instructed as her head began to dip down towards Joey's stiff, pink pole.
Joey gritted his teeth and forced his eyes open as Bridget's mouth encased his shaft, and sharp, sweet pleasure coursed over him. So far, this was the best date he'd ever had.
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