Sarah and Jon smiled hungrily as they strutted toward Biff, Sarah's boyfriend, who was leaning on his blue convertible in the parking lot. Jon knew what Sarah was feeling, that she wanted to tease Biff, turn him to putty in her hands with her body, because Jon was feeling it too. Fight it as much as he could, the feelings kept coming.
The sound of their matching heels clicked away on the pavement. Biff looked up and noticed the pair heading his way. He looked them both over and smiled. Just before they reached him he opened the passenger door and waited for them to sit down.
Sarah and Jon giggled at the gesture, knowing how clumsy Biff usually is with his chivalry, and patted him playfully on his big pectorals. The seat which they began to sit on was only made for one. Jon's mind processed this only for a second before something happened; something he didn't expect. He sat down before Sarah. Sure, it was only a moment before Sarah sat down on his lap and the aping began again, but for that brief, fleeting moment, he moved on his own. If only he had been more aware, he wondered, maybe he could have made a move for freedom!
The thought left his mind as Biff closed the door for them and made his way around to the driver's side. Sarah (and Jon) watched his strong body move, muscles on his arms tensing and relaxing. Jon felt disgusted with himself as he a warm sense of arousal washed over him (and Sarah) when they watched him. He tried to push it down, but it had taken hold. He was attracted to Biff.
"So babe," Biff grunted, sitting down, "I think you mentioned something about fun? Where to?"
"I'm in the mood for a view," Sarah and Jon's voices blended perfectly, "Let's try lookout point."
The key turned, the engine roared, and the car sped off. What frightened Jon most was the excited feeling of anticipation that filled his stomach.
