Unexpected Fun

Samantha had her jeans rolled up and her bare feet in Baby’s back window to absorb the early afternoon sunrays. She watched her pink toenails bounce up and down to the beat of Sheryl Crow’s ‘Everyday is a Winding Road’ playing in her ear buds. Baby dodged and weaved through the traffic on the interstate.  As they passed a black semi, she noticed the driver trying his damnest to get a view of her legs. Well lookey here, the perv wants to play. Yanking the ear buds out, she sat up, laid her arms on the back seat window ledge and rested her chin on her laced fingers.

The truck driver flashed a big smile and then a rude gesture. She smiled shyly while pointing at herself, mouthing are you talking to me. The driver shook his head up and down like an out of control bobble head bouncing down a washed out country dirt road. The tip of her tongue dragged all the way around her lips then she proceeded to blow him a kiss.

The truck driver sped up and shot her another international gesture. Wow, you are a perv. Samantha tipped her head to the side and fanned herself with her hand. She unbuttoned the top two buttons of her thin rayon blue button down top to show a little skin.

Mick was watching his side mirror wondering why this trucker was playing cat and mouse with him. He finally realized Samantha was the cause. “Sammie quit jerking the old man’s chain. You’re going to give him a heart attack.”

Samantha fell back down on the seat laughing uncontrollably. Sam snapped his laptop shut, slid it under his seat and glanced back at her with a little smirk. He loved her devious side.

With a quick move, she was on the edge of her seat, nose to nose, mimicking Sam’s smirk. “If you could talk Mick into it…We could really jerk that old perv’s chain.”

Just for a second, he let himself be swept into her devious vibe. Reaching back, he grabbed a hold and dragged her over the seat.

Mick started to throw a fit as Sam laid her back on his lap. “Hey! Hey! Hey, we are in a car!”

Her legs hooked over the top of the seat, leaving her feet open for kicking while she resumed laughing in Sam’s lap. “Sammie, that perv doesn’t deserve one ounce of your attention,” as he buttoned the two buttons up.

She rose to Sam’s level. “Baby, I was just giving him something to fantasize about tonight with his lot lizard.”

Sam hiked an eyebrow to her response. “Now were did that truckers mouth come from?” The crooked grin slipped out. “Besides, I’m the only one allowed to fantasize about you.”

With her own mischievous grin, she pushed in closer and whispered. “You know, I could fulfill those fantasies for you.”

He felt her energy spike, in turn, his spiked too. She ate up his lips with her heated ones. His blood began to warm and skin tingle.

Mick had a bigger fit. “Oh My God Thumper, I’m being scarred for life over here!”

Sam broke her off and reined in some self control. “Sammie, this is what we talked about. We need to control this and not let it control us.”

A pouty lip pushed out. “I lived with controlling my emotions for so long…It feels good to let go. I don’t want to control it with you.”

Traffic built as they closed in on New York and this was way to much of a distraction in the front seat for Mick. “Let me help you two out. When it comes to this car,” while pointing down, “control is the word.”

Samantha’s eyes shifted sideways to Mick then back to Sam. “He’s doing it again.”

Sam shook his head. “I know, I know, get in the back and will finish it later.” She slid herself back to the back seat again.

Her comment finally registered in Mick’s brain. “What a minute. What am I doing again?”

She peeked at him in the rear view mirror looking innocent. “Watching out for our well being of course.”

Mick slapped her the squinty look as Sam slipped a chuckle. “Ok playtime is over. I need to know were we are going in the city.” He hated driving in New York and to top it off, he was about to leave his Baby alone in a big car jacking city. The bitter-sweet cherry on top was his a*s being on a plane. Flying is never an option. Baby could get him anywhere but not to Ireland and it all made him down right cranky.

She dished out her instructions. “Get over the bridge and I’ll have road by road instructions for you. I’m your personal GPS…Don’t stress so much. I’m looking out for you and Baby. Where we are staying has a secure parking garage that Baby will be in the whole time we’re gone.” She moved forward and patted Mick reassuringly on the shoulder. “It will be fine.”

Mick looked back in the mirror. “I told you once I trust you with my life…but with Baby…”

Sam couldn’t help but laugh out loud at Mick. Sure no women were going to have him wrapped around their finger but if Baby had hands, Mick would be around all ten digits.

As Samantha slid back, Mick caught view of the black semi trying to catch up. “Sammie girl, you’ve gain a hell of a fan.” All three of them looked back at the semi dogging traffic. She couldn’t help but return to the laughter. Mick brought the muscle engine to life, leaving the perverted trucker behind.

* * * * *

A whistle drifted out of Mick as they walking into their hotel room. “Very swanky Sammie. I don’t think we can afford this.”

She trailed behind him, rolling her pink suitcase. “Well you’re in luck, its fits our pay grade. FREE!”

Mick flopped on one of the big fluffy beds with at least one hundred pillows. “Now how did you manage that?”

The suitcase was abandoned against the wall in her hurried to get to the window beside a red plush looking couch. “Let’s just say, I helped the hotel manager in a bad situation with a spook problem.”

Sam dropped his bag just inside the door and let it close behind him. “Would you like to elaborate on that story?”

She waved for him to join her at the window and pulled the heavy golden curtain back. “No, not really…Come here and take in this view.”

Hurrying up behind her, he snaked his arms around her waist. The view of central park in October was still impressive from the third floor room. “You are amazing. That must have been a really big problem. I want to hear that story.”

She laid her arms on top of his while watching the people come and go on the street below. “I know I’m amazing.” A pillow flew across the room and hit them in the head. She twisted around in Sam’s arms and looked up to him, “and no you are not hearing the story…Mainly, I brought in a few good international customers for the hotel and they really appreciate it. It’s not like I asked for their suite on the top floor.”

Another pillow whacked them. They both looked at Mick holding another one. “I have an arsenal of pillows and I’m not afraid of using them.”

Samantha picked up the pillow and threw it back. “I happen to used up the majority of my favors to have Baby parked in the prime parking spot under the security cameras. Baby will be hanging out with the richer than rich, sporty cars.”

“And I appreciate that,” as another fluffy bullet came across the room.

Sam absorbed the full hit as Samantha dunked at the last second. Slightly annoyed he huffed, “Come on can we act our age?”

She giggled at the change of roll play with the brothers. Grabbing Sam’s arm to look at the time on his watch, she realized there was just enough time to get to Macy’s today. “I’m going to see Macy now that way we can get a head start tomorrow morning.”

Sam started to argue but she beat him to it. “You can go but I’m forewarning you. You will be bombarded with questions that you won’t be able to answer. Macy will talk your ear off.”

He was relieved she wasn’t going to argue with him. “I’m ready to go.”

A sweet smile stretched across her face. “She’s not that far away, after you.”

Suspicion settled in as he headed for the door. They stepped in the red carpet hallway and Samantha came to a halt. She practically purred. “Baby, you get the elevator. I’ll get the second key from Mick in case he wants to go somewhere.”

Oh she is up to something. “Sure thing…baby.”

Samantha stepped back in the room as Mick tossed the key to her. “He has no idea he’s about to step into one of the girlest clothing stores in the city.”

A hearty laugh bellowed out of Mick and echoed down the hall to Sam. Oh great that is definitely not a good sign. Bing, the elevator doors open. “Come on Sammie!”

Reviews

[Just Me]

Hahaha! I can't wait to see what Sam does. I still love how Samantha is the leader, really gives the story dynamics.

[.quan.011.]

Samantha is boss of the group. She control everyone. Sam doesn't know. Mick just laughing it up. this is a lovely chapter. Moving onto the next.

[Shep]

Ok let's. Go shopping. And begin this demon a*s kicking. Love chapter. I love how you tell a good story making it so real that it feels like I am the one living it. Moving on to the next chapter.