Rachel and Chris

We greeted each other and just as she was about close the door, a young looking guy appeared in view. He was dark headed and thin from what little I could see.
“Bye Chris,” Rachel said to him as she pulled the door closed behind us.
Obviously, my mind was now in overdrive as I walked this petite Latina beauty to the car. Was this a boyfriend? Was there something I should know?
I didn’t have to wait long for an explanation as I had just pulled away from the curb when Rachel began to speak.
“Chris is my little brother,” she said to my relief.
“He and my parents could not get along and it got so bad that I decided to get an apartment while in school mainly so he could stay with me. He’s only a year younger and is going to school too,” she explained.

“Our parents are paying for school but we are both working part time to pay for rent and food,” she added.
As I moved the little car into freeway traffic, and was feeling relief that Chris was no boyfriend, I was compelled to keep looking at Rachel’s hot legs as her little skirt was very high on her thighs while in the car. Also, her cleavage was so attractive that it was all I could do to concentrate on her words.

She seemed to be very comfortable with her sex appeal, aware of it, and happy to be found attractive by me. I liked this as I’m not attracted to women who are not somewhat self confident.
I’m a sucker for lingerie and especially for stockings but it was clear that at twenty-one, this bronze Latina hottie had no need to cover her legs as they were tremendous by themselves.
While driving I asked a few innocent, open-ended questions to get Rachel talking about herself. She readily responded and it was a delight to see her dark eyes sparkle when she talked about her friends, job and family.

We made it to dinner, had a fine experience lubricated with wine and by dessert, Rachel was reaching across the small table and taking my hand. She would run her finger across the top of my hand while she held it with the other in a not so subtle indication that romance and intimacy was not only possible but expected.