The Redwater Chronicles: Grayson
Copyright© 2026 by Titan
Chapter 1: The Temptress
Coming of Age Sex Story: Chapter 1: The Temptress - Set in the fictional California city, Redwater, follow the adventures of Peter Grayson as he navigates a growing love and sex life, his relationships with his friends and family whilst experiencing what life truly has to offer.
Caution: This Coming of Age Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/ft mt Teenagers Consensual Romantic Heterosexual Fiction First Oral Sex Slow
On a warm California day at Grayson Manor, a tall teenager of fifteen-years-old who had light brown hair, hazel eyes and a well-built, muscular body dressed in a t-shirt and a pair of jeans stared out of his window in boredom as Peter Grayson was trapped in his family’s ancestral home.
It was as he stared out of the window at the developing city landscape before him, there was a knock at his bedroom door and Peter turned around to see an eighteen-year-old woman with long light blonde hair, sparkling green eyes with a slim, slender and petite build dressed in a very short denim skirt and a blouse that did little to hide the curves of her large, round and firm breasts and tight, curvy, round ass standing before him.
“Hey, Peter,” Peter’s half-sister, Jessica Grayson called out in a hushed tone with a mischievous smile on her face. “I’ve got a surprise for you.”
“Surprise?” Peter said curiously, knowing his older sister had a knack for finding trouble.
“I’m taking you to Kelsey McNamara’s pool party,” Jessica whispered excitedly. “It’s a small gathering, just for close friends and you look like you need some freedom...”
“But I’m grounded,” Peter protested. “My Mom won’t like this. She’s already so pissed off at me...”
“That’s exactly why you need this,” Jessica said, rolling her eyes. “You’ve been stuck in that room for weeks, ever since you got caught with that little essay side-hustle.” Jessica smirked at him.
Peter couldn’t help but smile at the reason why he had been grounded. At the time, he had thought he was being clever, helping his classmates out with their schoolwork, writing and selling papers for a price since he was usually great at schoolwork however when word got around, he had lost control and one of his teachers caught on when she had recognised Peter’s words in an essay another student had handed in and was unable to explain the subject as well as Peter had been able to in the essay.
“Come on,” Jessica urged, pulling him out into the hallway and towards the stairs. “It’s just a little party with a handful of close friends. You won’t get in too much trouble.”
Despite his reservations, Peter allowed himself to be led by his sister as they tiptoed through the quiet house, the thick carpets of the Grayson Manor muffling their steps. As they reached the bottom of the stairs, Jessica grabbed Peter’s hand and dashed towards the back door as they headed towards the garage.
“You’re really going to do this?” Peter asked as they made their way to Jessica’s car while she opened up the garage shutters.
“Trust me, it’ll be worth it,” Jessica grinned as she climbed into the driver’s seat and brought the engine to life. “You might even thank me for this some day.”
Arriving at the McNamara House, a tall two storey house with a front garden and a gate leading to the backyard, Peter heard the sound of music coming from the garden as he and Jessica made their way to the back gate. Leading Peter through the back gate, Jessica and Peter immediately spotted the pool in the centre of the garden with several teenagers hanging around the back garden and in the pool.
Peter recognised everyone immediately mostly from around school and because some were siblings to his own friends. Peter initially saw Tommy Cavanaugh, a basketball player in the same year as Jessica who was a tall man with slightly curly brown hair, brown eyes and a well-built, athletic-body. Tommy was talking to Britney O’Reilly, a beautiful woman with long blonde hair, blue eyes with large breasts and a nice, toned ass highlighted by her bikini.
On the other side of the pool was Barney Verne who had short blonde hair, brown eyes and a muscular-body with Eve Paige, a woman with long, light brown hair, hazel eyes with medium-sized breasts and a curvy ass accentuated by the one-piece bathing suit she wore.
In the centre, lounging on an inflatable swan was Kelsey McNamara herself, a tall, statuesque woman who has long blonde hair and silvery blue eyes with a slender body with very large, round breasts and a curvy, tight ass with long, lithe legs dressed in the skimpiest bikini that Peter had ever seen, something Kelsey seemed to take in as she raised an eyebrow at the newcomer, a knowing smile playing on her lips.
“Well, well, well,” Kelsey drawled. “Look what the cat dragged in. You took your time, Jess...”
“You know me, Kels. I like to make an entrance.” Jessica said with a mischievous smile.
“And who’s this?” Kelsey teasingly asked as her eyes glanced over to Peter, not so subtly checking the teenager out.
“This is Peter,” Jessica reminded Kelsey. “My little brother, remember?”
“Oh, Peter,” Kelsey said, her eyes lighting up with recognition. “You’ve certainly filled out since the last time I saw you.” Kelsey added on, causing Britney and Eve to laugh and causing Peter to blush.
He knew he had filled out in recent months and had gone from a lanky and skinny teenager to teenager with a slightly more muscular build and if he kept up with the basketball games he and his friends, Jerome Verne and Nathan Fell sometimes played after school and the sessions he had started to put in at the gym, he knew that he would continue to fill out.
“Hi,” Peter nervously said as Kelsey slithered off the float, her long legs gliding through the water as she stepped out of the pool, water droplets clinging to her body and Peter couldn’t help but stare at Kelsey, taking in the sight of her curves in the bikini.
“Welcome,” Kelsey said, extending a hand which Peter took. “Let’s get you a drink.” Kelsey added before taking Peter towards the makeshift bar in the corner by the house. “What’ll it be?”
“I’ll have a Coke,” Peter said and Kelsey nodded, her blonde hair cascading down her back as she bent to grab a can, the water dripping from her body, leaving a trail of shimmering beads that Peter couldn’t help but follow with his gaze.
Peter took the coke from her and with a smile, Kelsey left him to dive back into the pool where she joined Britney and Eve. Peter also noticed that Tommy was now at the barbecue grilling burgers and hot dogs while Kelsey’s younger sister, Demi McNamara lounged around in her seat, her earphones in as she scrolled through her phone.
“Hey, man!” Barney shouted over the music as he approached Peter. “You wanna play some games? Kelsey’s actually got a Playstation if you want to go a few rounds.”
Peter nodded eagerly and followed Barney into the house, making their way into the living room and they settled in front of a large TV as Barney grabbed a couple of controllers from the coffee table and tossed one to Peter.
The sound of the video game soon drowned out the party’s noise from outside as the two boys sat on the couch as the TV light flickering across their faces as they played, their eyes glued to the screen. The competition grew intense and Peter found himself laughing, the tension of being around these older teenagers fading away as he lost himself in the familiar rhythm of the game.
“Hey, Peter!” Kelsey’s voice eventually called out. “Come out and join us!”
“Guess you’re in demand.” Barney said with a shrug and with a deep breath, Peter set down his controller and followed the sound of the party outside where he found the girls’ laughing as he approached the pool.
“Having fun?” Demi asked as she looked up from her phone.
While he hadn’t spoken much to the fifteen-year-old teenager who shared some of his classes at school, Peter couldn’t help but help take in the blonde teenager, noticing just how similar and just and just as attractive with porcelain skin, long blonde hair and crystal blue eyes. Demi also had a slender, toned, model-like body with large breasts and a curvy, tight ass, highlighted by the navy blue bikini she was wearing.
“Yeah,” Peter answered. “Barney and I were just playing some games.”
“You guys are so predictable,” Demi teased. “But hey, I get it. Sometimes you just need to escape the madness. And it’s about to get mad out here. I think I heard Kelsey say something about a water fight.” Demi added however before Peter could respond he felt a cold splash hit the back of his neck.
“Good you’re out. Girls, let’s get the newcomer!” Peter heard Kelsey say as he turned around to see Kelsey holding a water gun, her eyes holding a mischievous streak.
The next thing Peter knew, he was in the midst of an all-out water war. Balloons exploded around him, showering him in a rainbow of water and water from a water gun shot soared through the air, sticking to his skin and clothes. He tried to dodge and retaliate but it was no use as he was outnumbered and with a final, well-aimed shot from Kelsey, Peter stumbled and fell into the pool with a dramatic splash.
“You’re no match for us!” Kelsey declared, her eyes sparkling as she leaned over the side, laughing.
“Guess not,” Peter said with a grin as he climbed out of the pool, his clothes soaking wet.
“You need to dry off,” Kelsey said, her laughter subsiding into a smirk. “Follow me.”
With a playful shove, Kelsey led Peter back into the house as they made their way up the stairs and to what was clearly her bedroom. The room was a testament to Kelsey’s popularity with photos of her and her friends plastered across the walls, the floor littered with clothes and makeup as Kelsey rummaged through a walk-in closet, pulling out a set of clothes.
“These are my ex’s but they should fit you,” Kelsey said, tossing him a towel and a pair of board shorts and a t-shirt. “You can get changed here.”
“Could you ... Um ... Give me a minute?” Peter said awkwardly as he noticed Kelsey was making no effort to leave.
“What for?” Kelsey said with a smirk.
“Well, you know, privacy,” Peter stammered.
“Don’t be shy, Peter,” Kelsey said, stepping closer. “We’re all friends here besides I’m probably not the first girl you’ve gotten undressed in front of before.”
“It’s just...” Peter trailed off, searching for the right words.
“What’s the matter, Peter?” Kelsey leaned in, her voice dropping to a whisper.
“It’s just ... I’d rather change alone,” Peter mumbled as he felt his heart pounding in his chest.
“Oh my God,” Kelsey said, taking a step back. “You’re a virgin, aren’t you?” Kelsey deduced and Peter felt his cheeks burn even hotter as he didn’t know what to say, so he just nodded, unable to meet her eyes.
“Alright, alright,” Kelsey said, holding up her hands. “I’ll turn around. But don’t take too long. We’ve got a party to get back to.”
And with that, she spun around and faced the wall, her back to Peter and Peter took the opportunity to strip out of his wet clothes, his hands trembling slightly as he pulled the shirt over his head. Peter caught a glimpse of himself in the floor-length mirror in the corner, his muscular chest and arms a stark contrast to the lean frame he’d had only a few months ago. As Peter turned away to drop his trunks, he noticed that Kelsey had taken a quick peek in the mirror, her eyes widening especially upon looking down towards his cock springing free.
“You’ve really changed, Peter,” Kelsey teasingly said as she turned around.
“Kelsey! You said you’d turn around!” Peter mumbled, not quite meeting her gaze.
“And I did,” Kelsey said with a shrug, her gaze lingering on the towel he was quickly wrapping around his waist. “It’s not my fault you’re giving me quite the show.” Kelsey’s eyes flicked back to Peter’s face and she noticed the panic in his gaze. “Don’t worry,” Kelsey added with a low purr. “I won’t tell anyone your little secret or should I say big...”
Kelsey’s words trailed off as she took a step closer, reaching out to brush a strand of wet hair from his forehead, sending a shiver down Peter’s spine and he felt frozen in place, his mind racing as he tried to process what was happening.
“Kelsey...” Peter began but she silenced him with a finger to his lips as she stepped closer, the heat of her body making him acutely aware of his own nakedness and he watched as she slowly dropped to her knees, her eyes never leaving his.
Kelsey’s hand reached out and grabbed the towel, pulling it away from him and Peter gasped, his eyes going wide as she took his cock in her hand. It was a strange, exhilarating sensation, one he’d never felt before and then without another word, she leaned in and took him into her mouth.
Peter’s knees almost gave out from the sheer shock and pleasure of it. He had heard about blowjobs, of course but never in his wildest dreams had he thought he’d experience one especially from Kelsey McNamara.
Kelsey’s lips were soft, her mouth hot and wet around him and as she her tongue swirled around his tip and he groaned involuntarily, his hands clutching at her hair. Peter watched as she bobbed her head, her eyes locked on his, watching his every reaction.
Kelsey took him deeper, her cheeks hollowing out as she sucked him in and Peter’s eyes rolled back in his head especially as Kelsey’s hand stroked his length as she worked him with her mouth, her other hand reaching up to cup his balls. Peter’s breathing grew ragged, his eyes never leaving the reflection of Kelsey’s face as she pleasured him.
Peter’s hands found the back of her head, guiding her, his hips moving in time with her mouth. Kelsey’s eyes sparkled with mischief as she took him deeper, her throat working around him as the pressure was building inside him, and he knew he wouldn’t last much longer.
Kelsey’s hand moved faster, her mouth working in tandem as she took him closer to the edge. Peter’s body was on fire, his muscles tightening as the pleasure grew too intense to bear and he looked down at her. At the sight of her mouth wrapped around his cock and he felt something inside him snap.
With a roar, Peter’s cock erupted firing loads after loads of cum that Kelsey took in eagerly, swallowing every drop as her eyes never left his as she sucked him clean, her tongue lapping at the sensitive skin until he was completely drained and it was then Peter’s legs gave out and he stumbled back, sitting down on the bed.
“Looks like someone enjoyed that,” Kelsey teasingly said as she stood up, licking her lips with a satisfied smile as she grabbed the towel and tossed it to him with a playful wink.
“I ... I can’t believe that just happened,” Peter stammered as he wrapped the towel around his waist.
“You liked it,” Kelsey said teasingly. “And just think, that’s only the beginning.”
And upon those words leaving her mouth, Kelsey turned and sashayed back out of the room, her hips swaying in a way that made Peter’s mouth go dry all over again and realising that he would never ever forget this moment.
When he was sure Kelsey was gone, Peter took a deep breath and began to get dressed into the clothes Kelsey had given him, finding them a bit snug, but they were clean, and they smelled faintly of her ex-boyfriend’s cologne. As he buttoned the shirt, he caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror and had to admit, he looked pretty good.
Leaving Kelsey’s bedroom, still reeling from the high that he had his first-ever blowjob from Kelsey, Peter made his way downstairs towards the kitchen where he got himself a bottle of water and it was as he was about to re-join the party when he noticed the door to the garage open and noticed a damaged car from the doorway.
Making his way inside, Peter’s eyes fell upon an old 1969 Ford Mustang, sitting there in the dim light in a rough shape with dents and scratches telling tales of its past glory days. Peter approached it slowly, running his hand along the car and it was then that he heard footsteps behind him. Peter recognised the man as John McNamara, Kelsey and Demi’s father, a tall man with short brown hair, blue eyes and a muscular-body dressed in a shirt and a pair of jeans.
“I see you’ve found my old girl,” John said with a gruff voice.
“Oh, Mr. McNamara, I’m sorry, I was just...” Peter quickly spoke.
“Don’t worry about it, son. I know the allure of a classic car. She’s seen better days, hasn’t she?” John stepped closer, his eyes sweeping over the Mustang with a mixture of fondness and regret. “Back when I was younger, I used to tear up the streets with her. This is before I became a cop, obviously.”
“You were a street racer?” Peter said in surprise.
“Guilty as charged. This baby and I had some wild times. But,” John sighed, patting the car’s hood gently, “I had an accident. Not a big one, but enough to put her out of commission. I couldn’t bring myself to get rid of her, though. Been working on her, bit by bit, trying to get her back to her former glory.”
“Wow,” Peter said, his voice filled with awe. “That’s ... That’s really cool.”
“You know much about cars?” John asked.
“Not really. Cars are more Ryan’s thing,” Peter admitted, referring to his slightly younger half-brother. “But I’ve always admired the 69 Mustang.”
“Yeah, she’s a beauty. Too bad she’s been collecting dust in here for so long.” John nodded in agreement. “It used to be easier back when the girls were younger and eager to help and I was less busy at work but these days...”
“I’d love to help,” Peter said, surprising even himself with the offer. “I’ve got some free time after school, and it would be an honor to work on such a classic.”
“You’re not just saying that to get on my good side, are you? I know you Graysons and you can be trouble...” John said in surprise.
“No, Mr. McNamara, I promise,” Peter replied. “I’d really like to help.”
“Alright, kid. You’re on. But let’s get one thing straight, this isn’t just any old car. This is my baby. You treat her with respect, and we’ll get along just fine.” John smiled.
“Yes, sir,” Peter nodded.
“Good. Tomorrow afternoon, after school. Be here around four. We’ll get started on her then.” John told the teenager.
That next morning, Peter rolled over his bed as he attempted to cover his body with his blanket as his eyes avoided being blinded by the rays of the early morning sun however Peter soon found himself having no choice but to climb out of bed once his morning alarm went off. Climbing out of bed and getting ready for the school day ahead, Peter eventually made his way downstairs and towards the dining room where he found his family already sitting around the table eating breakfast.
At the table was Jessica, his siblings and his parents; Dustin and Mera Grayson. Dustin Grayson had messy brown hair, hazel eyes and a muscular-body covered by a three-piece suit while Mera Grayson was a tall woman with pale, white skin, curly, dark brown hair and blue eyes. Mera has a slender figure with full, large breasts and a curvy ass highlighted by the dress she was wearing.
Charles Grayson, more commonly referred by his middle-name Ryan was a tall man with pale, white skin, black hair and hazel eyes with a lean, athletic-body while Adrianna Cabot was a tall woman who has pale white skin with a lightly freckled face, long auburn red hair and emerald-green eyes with a slender body with large, firm, round breasts and a curvy as wrapped in a blouse and a skirt. On the other hand, Magnus Grayson, like Peter and Ryan, had brown hair, hazel eyes and an athletic-body.
Unfortunately, absent from the family breakfast was Melody Grayson, Peter’s half-sister who was staying with her mother, Aria Morgan following a difficult year.
“Good morning, everyone,” Peter greeted as he took his seat and it was while everyone seemed preoccupied with the morning breakfast that the teenager decided to bring up the topic that had been on his mind since yesterday afternoon. “So, I’ve been thinking ... I know I’m grounded and all, but I thought maybe I could, you know, make it up to you guys by helping out Mr McNamara.”
“Help Mr McNamara with what?” Dustin Grayson asked as he looked up from his newspaper.
“With his car,” Peter informed them. “He has a ‘69 Mustang in a bad condition. I offered my help in fixing it up. I figured it’d be a good way to keep busy and out of trouble while I’m grounded. Plus, I could learn something new.”
“That’s a thoughtful idea, Peter,” Mera Grayson said with a smile. “But you know your father and I want you to understand the seriousness of your actions and grounding you is supposed to teach you that. You leaving the house to go to other places that are not school defeats the object of that lesson especially when you have family members like Jessica sneaking you out.”
“ ... I ... Er...” Jessica coughed into her hand, her cheeks flushing with guilt.
“Jessica, save the excuses,” Dustin said, interrupting his eldest child. “The staff told us. They saw you sneaking Peter out yesterday afternoon.”
“I know, I know, but this isn’t about sneaking out anymore. This is about taking responsibility. And I promise, I’ll stay out of trouble. I just ... I just need something to do, you know?” Peter quickly said, hoping to take the heat off of his older sister.
“Well, it does sound like a constructive way to spend your time,” Dustin said, stroking his beard thoughtfully. “But you have to understand, we can’t just lift your grounding because you’ve had a change of heart.”
“But Dustin, if it’s something productive...” Mera said as she looked over at Dustin.
“Fine, Peter. But here’s the deal. You can go over to Mr McNamara’s to help him with the Mustang, but only after school and for two hours, and only if your schoolwork is up to par. No more sneaking out, no more selling papers and you’re to come straight home afterward. Understood?” Dustin demanded.
“Yes, Dad, I understand.” Peter nodded, trying hard to hide his excitement.
“Good,” Mera said with a smile. “Now, go get ready for school. You don’t want to be late.”
As the bell rang, signalling the end of his maths lesson, Peter gathered his books, slipped them into his bag and joined the river of students into the hallway, joining them as they headed towards the cafeteria for lunch. Grabbing some lunch, Peter found a group of teenagers sitting at a table in the far corner, a group he recognised as his friends and he quickly made his way over to them.
Recognising the group before him which included his half-brother, Ryan Grayson there was also one of Peter’s oldest friends, Sara Rose who was a tall woman with pale, milky white skin, bright, crystal blue eyes and long, silky dark black hair. Sara also had a slender but curvaceous, model-like figure with very large, round breasts, an incredibly curvy ass and long, slender legs shown off in the tank top and the pair of jeans she was wearing.
Opposite her was Peter’s best friend, Hollie Hart, a tall woman who had porcelain skin with long brown hair and honey-brown eyes. Hollie had a slender, hourglass body with very enormous, round breasts and an incredibly round, thick, curvy ass which were barely contained by the denim skirt and crop-top she was wearing. Alongside Hollie was another old friend of theirs, Asa O’Reilly who was a tall woman with pale, white skin and shoulder-length honey-blonde hair and stormy, light-sky-blue eyes. Asa had a slender, curvaceous body with very large breasts, a curvy, bubble-butt and long, slender legs accentuated by the sundress she was wearing.
On the other side of the table, opposite Hollie and Asa were Jerome Verne, Nathan Fell and Nathan’s girlfriend, Claire Upton. Jerome Verne was a slightly, short man with black hair, brown eyes and a muscular-body while Nathan Fell was a tall man who had naturally-tanned skin with black hair, blue eyes and an athletic, muscular-body. Claire on the other hand was a black girl with black hair which she likes to dye in different colours and was currently dyed pink and hazel eyes with a very slender figure with large breasts and a curvy ass wrapped in a t-shirt, ripped jeans and a leather jacket.
“Look who decided to grace us with his presence,” Sara said with a smirk.
“Hey, I’m not late,” Peter protested as he dropped into a chair beside her.
“Well, you’re not exactly early,” Hollie said as she tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear. “We were just discussing Mr Lockwood’s class.”
“Oh, you don’t say,” Peter replied, trying to sound nonchalant. “What’s new in literature?”
“You know, the usual. Adina Weston and Grant Drake broke-up so she’s very emotional and crying a lot. I think she really liked him.” Asa explained.
“Yeah, it’s like a soap opera with her,” Claire chimed in.
“At least it’s not boring.” Ryan shrugged.
“So, Peter, still grounded? Because Jerome and I were thinking about playing a game of basketball later after school?” Nathan wondered.
“Yeah, sorry, still grounded but I’m busy this afternoon too.” Peter nodded as the conversation then drifted to school drama and then to weekend plans with Sara talking about her upcoming swim-team practice and Hollie complaining about the intense cheerleading practice they were enduring as well.
As they talked, Peter found himself glancing around the cafeteria and it was during the many conversations, Peter found his attention straying towards the many beautiful women in the school, appreciating their beauty and their natural curves and he couldn’t help but wonder if Kelsey’s blowjob had flicked a switch that made him appreciate their beautiful bodies even more.
“Hey, Peter, you okay?” Jerome nudged him, a knowing smile playing on his lips. “You’re staring at Elsa Morgan’s table.”
“What? No, Elsa and Demi just walked in,” Peter replied as his mind briefly wondered to Demi’s older sister, Kelsey and the blowjob she had given him.
“It’s like he’s got new eyes or something,” Hollie whispered to Asa who smirked at Peter knowingly.
“I noticed that too,” Asa said, nudging Hollie with her elbow. “Maybe he finally got lucky.”
“What are you guys talking about?” Peter asked, trying to play dumb.
“Oh, come on, Peter,” Jerome said, grinning. “You’ve got that look. You know, the one guys get after they’ve had their cherry popped. Casey Fallon had a similar look on his face last week in gym class and everyone knows he and Kelly Moriarty did it.”
“What look?” Peter asked as he tried to play innocent.
“The ‘I just saw a naked girl’ look,” Ryan commented.
“Seriously, Peter, you’re practically drooling,” Nathan said, teasing his friend.
“Am not,” Peter protested.
“Oh, please,” Hollie said, her voice light with laughter. “You’re blushing. Did you finally get to second base with Kaley?” Hollie teased Peter, mentioning his ex-girlfriend and causing the table to roar in laughter.
“I’m not saying anything,” Peter said, his eyes darting around the cafeteria.
“Ah, so there is something,” Jerome said. “Spill it, man. Did you finally get some action?”
“Nothing to spill,” Peter mumbled.
“Come on, Peter, don’t be shy,” Nathan jokingly told him. “We’re all friends here. You can tell us.”
“Guys, lay off him. It’s not like you to pry like that,” Sara said, giving Peter a small smile. “Some things are just personal.”
“Alright, alright,” Jerome said, holding up his hands in surrender. “We’ll leave the man in mystery.”
”You’re a natural, Peter,” John said, wiping the grease off his hands with a rag as he looked over at Peter who was concentrating hard on the engine of the 1969 Ford Mustang.
“I’ve been told I’m a quick learner, Mr McNamara,” Peter replied, a hint of pride in his voice.
“Call me John, son. We’re not that formal around here.” John chuckled as he leaned against a table in his garage.
“What’s going on here, Daddy?” Kelsey teasingly spoke as she poked her head through the open garage door, dressed in a pair of cut-off shorts and a crop top, her blonde hair pulled back into a ponytail. “You got yourself a new little grease monkey to do all the dirty work?”
“Just teaching Peter here the ropes, darling. You remember, you used to love helping me out here.” John smiled at his eldest daughter.
“When I was a little girl. I’m all grown up now, remember daddy?” Kelsey told her father.
“Oh, I remember, alright.” John chuckled. “I’m not that old yet. I’m going to get a drink.”
Kelsey smiled and leaned against the Mustang, her eyes never leaving Peter as her father left them alone before speaking to Peter. “So, Peter, you’re going to be hanging around here more often, right? If you’re going to help out with the car.”
“I guess so,” Peter managed to say, his eyes darting up to meet hers briefly before returning to the safety of the engine.
“I’m so happy to hear that,” Kelsey leaned in even closer, her voice a seductive whisper that sent a shiver down his spine. “It’ll give us more time to get to know each other, don’t you think?” Kelsey added as she leaned in closer, her breasts pressing against the side of the car, the fabric of her shirt straining against her curves. “You know ... If you get all greasy, I might just have to help you clean up.”
“I’ll keep that in mind,” Peter said, his voice a little shakier than he would have liked.