Angel Chapter 4

"Okay, it's later. Are we ready to see about it yet?"

"See about what?"

"You told me you didn't want my hands in certain places, such as here," and he reached down and patted Angel's ass as he spoke. "I asked you what if we were in a more private place, and you said you would see later. Well? Is it later enough?"

Angel smiled at his proposition and, this time, she didn't complain about where his hand had just been. She had never learned to be coy, and the idea of sex with Kenny seemed like an excellent one, and something she would also enjoy, probably at least as much as he would. Angel hadn't done any fucking or anything else since her session with Lizzie's strapon the previous Friday, and her urges were strong. Kenny had a need also, and Angel felt his need as well as hers, because his cock was pressing against her through his pants and her dress. It didn't seem to be fully erect, but it could probably reach that state quite quickly, with the proper stimulation. She shifted her position slightly, so her pubic area pressed against his leg, letting him feel that her clit was in a similar state. Even so, she wanted to know more exactly what he wanted to do.

"What private place do you have in mind?"

"My flat."

That was alright with Angel. If Kenny had said something about the back seat of his automobile, or some other uncomfortable place, she would have rejected that idea and suggested her flat. "That sounds private enough," she responded.

A few seconds later, the song, the last dance of the evening, ended, but Angel and Kenny continued hugging each other on the dance floor for a few seconds longer. After saying their good nights to their friends, Kenny led her to the parking lot, where Angel was impressed by his big luxury car. Apparently, he was quite well off, she decided. That fact did not hold any great importance for her.

Her impression of his financial status was borne out when they arrived at the block of flats where he lived, and he parked in the basement garage.