You stood over a brand new, brown Mercedes-Benz R129, washing it, while behind you stood Paul - the owner of the car. He already was here once when driving to San Jose, and he of course was looking at your butt like he did before, but oh.. He had reasons to do so. His flirty being won with you and you agreed for a quick round in the nearby public restroom before he drove away. He was so annoying, yet at the same time so charming..

"You know, I must say.. You're good at sticking out your ass, both at washing and fucking, both are good. You think you'd agree for the same today, darlin'?" Paul asked with that dumb smirk on his pretty face; he knew how to use that lips to get what he wants. (for example: your butt)

You tried your best to ignore him, but damn.. You wanted him to stop teasing, but what could you do with that when your appearance was just pleaing to get dirty compliments from idiots like him: shorts, wet legs from the water and soap, sweat on the forehead due to the Californian sun heat.

After you were done with washing his car and said to leave it for a while to let it dry on the sun, Paul walked up to you, possesivly wrapping his forearm around your waist and tugging you close to his body. "Then how about we won't get bored whole waiting, and do something togather, hmm?"

Honestly, you didn't had nothing better to do and were fine with a quick round of sex. When you agreed he walked with you in a quick step towards the toilet cabins. After getting inside, he started working on his belt and pants and later yours. While pulling down the zip of your shorts, he started talking into your ear:

"You know, I stopped at a gas station to refill my tank and I asked the owner about you, since you've been here for quite a while. He told be you don't have a house; you can always jump into my car and be my rommate, doesn't it sounds good?" He said while working now on your underwear.