15

Alex

When we arrive back at the truck, Natasha bends, stretching her legs and I realize what a mistake I made. I was trying to be polite by leading the way when what I really should have been doing was watch her lead so I could stare at that fine ass on the way down. No, then I would have had to walk down with this boner that is rapidly filling my thoughts and any extra room I once thought I had in my pants. The bottom of my jeans are covered with mud from a puddle I slid into on the way down and I’m just thankful it was me who hit that slick spot so Natasha didn't get hurt. That would be a sure fire way to hang a big loser sign on a first date that so far seems to have gone pretty damn good.

I hit the quick start on the truck so it roars to life as I move to the passenger side of the truck to unload my backpack and open the door for Natasha. I need to take the jeans off so my truck doesn’t get covered in mud.

“Don’t panic. I’ve got pants on under. I just need to take these jeans