There were so many options people could go to satisfy the call of flesh. Hotels, motels, car, their own homes, and the list goes on depending on the level of security and urgency. But doing it in your lover's home?
What an interesting choice.
A smile reigned on Jackson's charming face upon hearing Fil's suggestion. Intrigued, he agreed. All he wanted was an exciting night. Just how exciting would it be to take a woman's first night under the circumstances of infidelity?
Wild thoughts ran in Jackson's mind as he followed Fil to the parking area, offering her a ride. But alas, the woman insisted on driving him to the place as if this was the least she could do in exchange for his 'kindness.' Standing next to an old truck, Jackson slowly cocked his head to the side.
"This is your ride?" he asked, snapping his eyes to the driver's door where Fil was putting her keys in. "This old truck?"
Fil looked up and smiled. "Mhm."
"Huh…" Jackson rocked his head, assessing the old brown truck before him. "It looks like it would break down in the middle of the road."
"Don't worry. It might be old, but it's running smoothly. We won't lose brake, at least," she reassured, finally opening the door. "Get in."
Jackson let out a deep sigh and shrugged. "That's not my concern, young lady." When he got in the front passenger seat, he turned his head to her and added, "What I'm afraid of is that we might not reach our destination in time."
"We will." Fil giggled, her red cheeks blushing even more. "Eventually."
His lips parted, watching her giggle before shifting her attention to the engine. "Eventually? What a dreadful addition to the sentence when we should be in a rush while the libido is high."
Deep lines appeared between his brows upon hearing the sound of the engine as she started it. He glanced over the windshield, catching thin smoke coming from the hood, and then casting the driver a sidelong glance. Unlike the slight concern that appeared on his face, Fil didn't seem to care much about how bad the sound coming from her car's engine.
But he said nothing.
As the truck started moving from the parking space, silence hung in the inbound breeze of the engine. Jackson propped his elbow against the window, resting his jaw on his knuckles, eyes on the road. Both of them didn't say anything until the veins in his temple protruded from his forehead.
"Why are you driving so slow?" he asked when he couldn't take it anymore, shifting his eyes to the driver's seat. "Did you see the old man just now? He walked past us."
"I'm under the influence of alcohol," she explained, keeping her focus on the road while holding the steering wheel cautiously. "I shouldn't be driving."
"Then why the hell did you offer to drive?"
"Because it's the least I can do to my mistress."
"Mi — mis… haha!" Jackson laughed out loud, almost flustered by this woman's train of thought. "Wow."
"Don't get angry." Fil frowned. "I'm already breaking the law and I might get arrested for it. Not to mention, I'm breaking the seventh commandment. Do you know how scary that was?"
Jackson opened his mouth to give her a lesson she could use for a lifetime, but he ended up saying nothing. Running his tongue across his inner cheek, he looked away and wondered about his choice tonight. He cast her another sidelong glance, briefly assessing her side profile.
'She's pretty,' he thought, moving his eyes to the side of his window. 'And I thought her line of questions was interesting. I should've known it's because she's silly.'
Having a fun night with such a woman wasn't a bad idea to kill time. But he didn't expect the process would take long. They could've just done it in the lounge if only she hadn't proposed the idea of losing her virginity in her lover's home.
The idea was exciting.
It was something he had never done before. Waiting was also something he hadn't done before. He wasn't very gifted with patience, after all.
Turning his head to the driver's seat again, Jackson assessed her side profile. Fil was focused on the road as if their life depended on it. Their speed was still at a minimum; he could outrun it if he went by foot.
"Please don't leave." Much to his surprise, Fil spoke after noticing the long stare from her side. "We'll reach there in no time. So, just wait a little bit. I know a shortcut."
"I already got in here," he replied nonchalantly. "If I wanted to leave, I would've done so the moment I saw your car."
Fil giggled. "Then that put my heart at ease."
At ease?
"Young lady, it doesn't seem like you're the type to do this." Jackson arched a brow. "Weren't you afraid of letting a stranger in your car? What if I do something bad to you?"
"Are you going to do something bad to me?" This time, Fil cast him a quick look.
"That's not my question."
"Then, that's settled it." Her smile stretched, eyes back on the road. "We're already going to do something bad, anyway. The worst you can do is strangle me and chop my body to pieces."
"Aren't you wild?"
"Hehe." Her cheeks blushed and gave him a mischievous look. "How about you? Do you always get in a stranger's car? Aren't you afraid I'd kidnapped you?"
"You? Kidnap me?"
"I look weak, but people's appearances can deceive you!" she remarked. "What if I'm part of a syndicate that uses my innocent face to lure men to come with me?"
Jackson wanted to argue but ended up huffing. He leaned back and looked away.
"Even if that is the case, I'll just kill you."
"Well, I guess that's a natural thing to do to survive."
His right eyebrow rose, sliding his eyes to the corner. "Do you really plan to lose your precious virginity tonight?"
"Mhm." Fil nodded, her smile cracking.
"Why?"
"Why, you ask?" she hummed a long tune as if trying to put the right words to explain herself. "Because… if I don't do something crazy that I won't regret my entire life, then I might get haunted by the memory of my fiance and best friend screwing each other."
"Regret?" Jackson chuckled, smirking. "Young lady, if you want to regret something, this is not it."
Fil furrowed her brows as she slowly twisted her neck to face him. The second she locked eyes with him, all she could see was his confidence.
"With my pent-up stress, it'll be a long night for you," he dawdled seductively, winking at her. "But I'm a gentleman. So, I'll make it a long, dirty, yet fun night."