A Likely Story

Chapter 2

A Collaborated story by https://www.furaffinity.net/user/mordenheim/ and Wind-the-Mama-cat.


Victor froze as he heard her words.

Standing there in the cold, wrapped up in his huge suit jacket she looked so small, so vulnerable. He stepped in a little closer, wrapping his arms around her in a gentle hug. He stroked her hair, her head just below his chest.

He took a moment to reply, his thoughts a whirlwind. He would never do anything.. naughty.. on a first date. The offer of just holding each other through the night was so tempting. He was so touch starved, having been alone for years.

However another thought echoed in the back of his brain. His condition resulting from the accident before. He hadn't brought his inhibitor collar with him as he didn't want any awkward questions so soon.
He would just have to be careful. He nodded, almost more to himself than to Chel at first. After all, there would be nothing untoward between them so any problems should be minor, probably unnoticeable.
He gave her another gentle squeeze before stepping back and smiling down at her.

“I... I would love that. Thank you, Chel...”

Blushing a little, causing the chill wind to sting his cheeks, he reached down to take her hand in his. A soft rumble of happiness in his chest, he let her lead the way back to the bookstore, her home.
Chel lead Victor down the street, walking the two blocks hand-in-hand back to her store and her home. Her heart was racing and her head was swimming. She just couldn't believe how lucky she was.
Once they reached her store, she lead him around the corner and to the back alley to a wooden door. “Here we are.” She said as she took her keys out and unlocked it. She opened it, revealing a set of stairs leading to the second story.

She let him stand on the landing as she closed the door behind them and locked to dead-bolt.

“Follow me...” She said as she walked up the stairs, feeling his eyes on her... asset.

Once they reached the top, she unlocked the door leading to her apartment. She lead Victor inside to the hall way, and closed the door.

“This is the main hall, the closet is on the right.” She said as she took off her shoes, shrinking 3 inches. She waited for him to take his shoes off, and then lead him down the hall. “This first door is the bathroom. The door to the right is the linen closet/stacked laundry machines.” She explained, and lead him into the main area.

“My bedroom.” She gestured to the left. “And living room and dining room.” She pointed to the far end to a half wall. “Kitchen is over there.”

She smiled up at him. “Make yourself comfortable on the couch. I have to get out of this dress.” She handed him his jacket and walked to her bedroom. She grabbed a large t-shirt off the bed and scurried into the bathroom.

After a few minutes, she came out, sans make-up, dressed in the t-shirt which went down to her shins, and toweling her hair.

“Shoot...” She said as she spotted him on the couch. “What- what are... I don't have Pj's for you...” She blushed. “I mean... I didn't think this through.” She dropped the towel in a hamper. “Wait...”
She walked back to her bedroom and opened the closet. “Here...” She pulled out a pair of much too large for her track pants. In fact, the were as tall as she was. “My last-last ex was a stallion. He, um, left these here. I hope you don't mind...”

Victor smiles a little as he takes the track pants gratefully. Thankfully he wouldn't have to sleep in his suit at least, something he hadn't thought through either. “Well, that's just a stroke of luck! Excuse me a moment...”

He heads into the bathroom, closing the door behind him, thankful for high ceilings. There's a bit of shuffling and bumping, the clopping of hooves on tile as he shifts from leg to leg and at least one thump followed by a muffled swear as his elbow struck something unyielding.

Finally, he stepped back out of the bathroom wearing the track pants that he had to cinch up a little around his waist, his long legs meaning the cuffs rest a little above his ankles. It's not a good fit, but they keep him decent. He's also left on the white t-shirt he was wearing under his dress shirt. His dark stripes are visible through the thin fabric, as well as the x-shaped scar over his chest. A few smaller scars are visible through his fur on his arms as well. His shirt and pants were neatly folded and held in his hands.

He actually sighs with relief. “This is a wonderful little place you have here. You have no idea how rare it is to see an apartment where I don't have to duck through half of the rooms!”

Setting his clothing on the back of the couch he steps in close to give her a gentle hug, enveloping her in his long arms. He smiles, stroking her back as this just feels right somehow.
“Just one small question… What side do you sleep on your bed?”

Chel looked up at him, feeling safe a secure in his arms. “Um… usually in the middle.”

She removed herself from the hug and lead him to her queen size bed. “It’s rather large for just me. But all of my boyfriends and girlfriends have always been bigger than me, so it works out.”

She smiled and walked over to the right side of the bed, and pulled back the covers. “But I prefer to sleep on the right side. You can spoon with me.”

She got into the bed and laid down on her left side, facing the window. She blushed heavily as she felt Victor get into the bed behind her, and pull her towards his chest, wrapping her in his arms.

She sighed happily, feeling like they were two puzzle pieces snapping perfectly together.

“Comfy?” She asked him.

She felt his nod and his warm breath on the top of his neck. For some reason, it felt as though he was a little… bit bigger. She dismissed that thought as she drifted off to sleep.

The next morning, Chel blinked herself awake, and noticed that Victor was on his back, and she was sleeping on his chest, still wrapped up in his arms. She gasped. He must have pulled her onto him sometime last night. Her head was just below his chin. She lifted her head and slowly, ever so gently, and bravely, kissed his soft lips.

“Good morning, Vic…” She said softly.

Victor had stood by the bed for a moment, smiling down at her, how cute she looked snuggled up on one side of the queen-sized bed. Through force of habit, he sat down carefully on the edge, knowing that even as thin as he is, his sheer size can sometimes cause bed springs to break. He gave a slight sigh of relief as everything felt strong enough as he lie back on the bed. His hooves hung off of the bottom a little until he rolled onto his side.

He slid his arms around her waist, gently pulling her in close. She wriggled back a little, sinking into his arms as he pulled her in close. It felt… perfect. Just holding her like this, his warmth and hers. He felt her tail slide under his side, curling around his back as he stroked her tummy gently.

He felt a familiar warmth building up in his chest as he nuzzled her hair, He felt his heart start to race with worry as he felt his body betray him yet again. He felt the cloth of his shirt tightening a bit, the string in the waist of the track pants cutting into his waist. Concentrating, he forced himself to lie still, just holding her close, giving her a gentle squeeze as he relaxed and finally fell asleep.

He awoke to the feeling of small, soft lips brushing against his. He felt that his shirt was squeezing him, his midriff exposed to the air. He returned the kisses gently, snuggling the little mouse to his chest, rubbing her back as he shifted a little.

Snuggling his chin back atop her head, he gave one of her round ears a little smooch as he blushes, squirming a little as he felt partially aroused, as was normal for him in the morning. His hooves dangled entirely off of the bed to rest on the floor, making it a little easier to shift around under her, giving her a tight hug.

“Good morning, beautiful...”

Chel blushed as he kissed her. Pecking his soft lips on her lips, her ears, her cheeks, and her neck. Her eyes went wide as she noticed that he was growing… larger. She also noticed something pressing against her inner thigh.

She sat up, placing her weight on his lap and looked at him. He was definitely taller than he was last night. She blinked her vision still blurry. Victor reached over and handed her glasses to her. She put them on and got a better look at him.

“So, uh…” She said as she noticed how small his shirt was now. “You’re growing?” She eeped and looked behind her, feeling something… growing against her… butt.

“Um… easy there, Handsome.” She said, barely keeping herself under control. “First date, remember?” She moved off from on top him and hopped down to the floor. “I mean, I’m flattered. I really am. But, um… lets take things slow, okay?”

She bit her lower lip. “Besides… I’m kinda curious about the whole… you being taller thing. Is that because of the lab accident? I’m guessing?”

He blushed a deep red, carefully sitting up and holding her close. He was huge at the moment, somewhere between eight and nine feet tall. His shirt has pulled so tight over his upper body it looked like a crop-top, leaving his belly fully exposed. The track pants he was wearing are almost up to his knees, the waist string having snapped in his sleep.

“Yeah, I'm sorry about this. It is an effect of the lab accident.” He sighs, stroking her back a little, “Ever since the accident, physical pleasure makes me grow larger. Er.. n.. not
necessarily in a.. sexual way. Even just someone stroking my mane, or a nice massage can trigger it. However the more intense the pleasure the more extreme the reaction.”

“I have something that can mitigate it for a while, but it's.. a collar.” He looks into her eyes, “I was afraid of it making things awkward. Of course, I imagine waking up on a literal giant with.. uh.. morning wood is a little awkward too. Sorry about that, by the way. That's less of a side effect and more of a.. happens to me every morning kind of thing.”

“I hope that I didn't frighten you with this whole mess. I know this must be pretty weird…”

Chel tried her best to hug him in return, as he explained his condition. She was comfy in his arms she honestly didn’t care how big he was. She sighed contentedly as he finished, hoping that, once again, he didn’t scare her.

She pulled back and looked him in the eye. “You really don’t get it, do you, you silly Zebra. I don’t scare easily. Was I surprised? Well, yeah.” She smiled. “I once dated a giraffe girl named Paige, but everyone called her Puzzle… so you growing tall doesn’t bother me. At all.”

She shrugged. “As for the other… problem? I think it’s kinda hot that you… go bigger when I sat on your lap. Didn’t know I turned you on so much.” Her eyes flicked to his pants. “To be honest? I’m… kinda there myself.”

She cleared her throat. “That being said, we just had our first date, and I kinda want to spend more time with you before we do… anything spicy. Okay?” He nodded in agreement. “Besides, you’re the size of my torso. I’m gonna need some time and practice to, well, get used to you.”

He bit his lower lip and blushed.

“So, here’s the plan for today. I’ll make us breakfast, and then you go get your car. You can then go back to your place, get changed, get your collar, and an overnight bag.” She smiled. “Then, you meet me at Poplar Park, around 11am, West entrance, by the ice-cream/Hot dog stand, and buy me lunch. Okay?”

Again, he nodded.

“Good.” She looked him up and down, and noticed that he was almost back to normal. She sighed and kissed him gently on the lips. “Treat me nice today, Vic, and I’ll treat you nice tonight.” She said as she kissed his neck.

She pulled away from the hug, and used her tail to gently stroke his thigh, giving him a slight peak of her…butt as her t-shirt lifted, and walked towards the kitchen. As she did, she smiled as she heard him groan and flop onto the bed.

She busied herself making pancakes, and coffee for herself. She knew he didn’t drink coffee, so she brewed him a pot of Earl Gray tea. Once everything was ready, she placed it on her small, round kitchen table, along with plates and cutlery.

“Breakfast is ready, Big Guy.” She said as she sat down.

For Victor, the morning was a whirlwind. He felt like he was floating on a cloud. Breakfast was wonderful, but more than that she had not only already remembered that he preferred tea and kindly made it without him even asking, but she also made a proper brew, just the right temperature as to not scald the tea. Everything about her seemed to just click with him.

Finally, after a lovely breakfast and helping her to clean up the dishes, he quickly got dressed, thumping, and banging around int her bathroom once more. A quick kiss and a hug later, where she wrapped her tail around his thigh and give it a playful squeeze, he made his way out of the building's back door in his currently tight-fitting suit to head back to Andre's and pick up his car.

Swinging by his home, he quickly showered and changed into his clean clothing and lab coat for work, making sure to pack an overnight bag with his toiletries, and change of clothes, and his control collar. He threw everything in the trunk of his car, and rushed to Trivial Matters, Inc.

He greeted Dolph, the grey alligator receptionist in his sharp, pinstriped suit. Once he was in his lab he sent off a letter to Ms. Drom, asking for the second half of the day off. She gladly agreed, commenting how she thought he had been working too many hours lately. She appreciated his work ethic, but noted that she had caught him sleeping in a cot in his lab overnight far too often lately.

Victor cheered and spun in his office chair before practically dancing through the lab as he tended to each of his ongoing experiments. He carefully mixed chemicals and tended to radiation emitters with the usual care, but he was filled with excitement at seeing Chel again so soon.

Around ten-thirty, he recorded his results for the morning, turned the noted for afternoon duties over to Robert, the badger, who of course complained about how very put-upon they were, as usual. He smiled and waved to everyone he passed in the halls as he made his way out of the building, making for many a surprised look at the usually quiet and reserved zebra.

He quickly hopped back into his car and pulled out into the slightly overcast day. It took only a few more moments for him to find a place to park and make his way to the west entrance to the park, looking around for just a moment until he found the ice cream/hot dog stand. Checking his watch, he had made it before eleven o'clock with a good six minutes to spare. Spying a bench nearby, he trotted over and settled down, relaxing a bit as he watched for the lovely mouse to arrive.

Chel, dressed in a pink, sleeveless sundress, with frills on the hem, brown, leather ankle boots, and a red leather cropped jacket, and her usual black neck choker, left her home/store around 10:30, and made her way to Poplar park. Her head hand been filled with thoughts of seeing Victor again, and her stomach was filled with butterflies.

In fact, she was so busy thinking about Victor, that she wasn’t really paying attention to where she was walking.

“OOF” she said as she bumped into some and then took a step back. She adjusted her glasses, and looked up. Way-way up.

It was Puzzle, her ex-girlfriend. The Giraffe she dated six months ago.

“Oh! Puzzle! I’m sorry!” She squeaked.
Puzzle, the 14-foot female giraffe, smiled as she looked down at Chel. “Oh. Hey, um, Chel. Been a long time.”

Chel nodded. “Uh, y-yeah. Wow. You look good.”

Puzzle blushed. “T-thanks. You do too. Where are you off to?”

“Oh. Just to the park.” Chel admitted. “Why are you're back in town?”

Puzzle nodded. She was Special Forces, Jungle Division, and the reason they had broken up was because she kept going on Tour, and couldn’t really tell Chel where she was going, and when she would be back. Wanting to spar Chel any more confusion, pain, or potential heartbreak, the too had decided to break-up.

“Yeah. I’m back in town. For good.” Puzzle smiled. “That was my last tour. In fact… I w-was… um…”

Chel sighed and shook her head. “I’m on my way to meet a date.” She smiled sympathetically. “A nice Guy, a Zebra named Victor I met a few days ago. We were going to have lunch in the park, and d-dinner back at my place.”

Puzzle swallowed hard. “Wow. Lucky guy.”

Chel blushed. “He’s my first date since… well, you.”

“Wow. Really?” Puzzle asked. “Cute girl like you?”
Chel sighed. “Yeah. Long story.”

“Well, um… c-can I meet him?” Puzzle asked kindly. “Maybe scare him a bit?” She giggled.

“Puzzle!” Chel playfully scolded her.

“What? I’m an Ex-Sniper.” She smirked. “But would you mind?”

The mouse girl thought for a moment. She still had a special place in her heart for Puzzle, but Victor was, well, really hot, and she didn’t want to ruin things with him. But, really, what harm could it do?
“Sure.” Her watch beeped. “Actually, could we hurry? I’m late.”

Puzzle nodded, and the two girls jogged to the West entrance of the park, arriving at 11:10. Puzzle looked around, and spotted him on the bench next to the hot-dog vendor.

“That him?” She pointed.

Chel looked to where she was pointing and nodded. She jogged up to him. “H-Hey, Vic. S-sorry I’m late.” She gestured to Puzzle. “I ran into Paige.”
Puzzle looked down at him. “Paige “Puzzle” Redding.” She grinned. “Ex-Special Forces.”

Chel looked up at her. “Puzzle.” She looked back at him. “Pay her no mind. Um, I know this is short notice, but could she join us for lunch? Just lunch. Not for our walk.”
Puzzle rolled her eyes. “I don’t want to mess up your date. Just want to catch up.”

Puzzle eyed the zebra from a distance. He had his head turned to his right, talking to the vendor, and nodding with a smile on his face. At least, she thought, zebras tended to be smaller than stallions, so maybe her ex was finally trying to find someone closer to her own size.

Her surprise was palpable as the gangling scientist almost seemed to unfold as he stood up from the bench, walking over to engulf the tiny mouse in a hug that had her practically vanishing inside of his lab coat while revealing the eye patch covering the scar on the right side of his face.

He finally released her and smiled up at Paige, offering a handshake, “Dr. Victor Mordenheim. A pleasure to meet you!” He didn't seem intimidated by her size in the least, in fact he looked a bit intrigued. “Please, by all means, feel free to join us!”

Paige took his hand and shook it, a little shocked at the strength of his grasp, she figured a doctor would be, softer somehow? They placed their orders and Victor paid for everything, sitting opposite Puzzle on the bench so that Chel could be between the two of them. He smiled and listened quietly while they caught up, chiming in here and there to answer any questions that Paige had.

Chel’s attention kept being pulled between Puzzle and Victor. In fact, the poor mouse girl had to keep craning her neck to pay attention to both her ex-girlfriend and her… potential new boyfriend.
As Puzzle ate her 5 veggie-dogs, she looked down at the two, clearly, infatuated with each other, couple. Her nose was sensitive, and despite the showers they took this morning, she could smell their scent on both of them. So she knew they had clearly slept in the same bed, but they didn’t seal the deal as it were.

“So, Chel… how’d you two meet?” Puzzle asked.

“Um, well, Victor came to my store on Wednesday, and bought all my Daring Do books. And, um, all my De Writer books.” Chel answered as she finished her hotdog, and started on her ice cream. “I offered a discount on the books in exchange for dinner, he refused the discount and took me to dinner anyways.”

Chel turned to Victor. “Puzzle and I met a year ago during a rainstorm. We were both waiting for the bus, and I was soaked and shivering. Her… place was closer, so she offered to warm me up…” She blushed, “with a change of clothes. She, well, caught a glimpse of me, while I was changing, and well, she didn’t mind.”

“Nope. I found it really cute.” Puzzle nodded.

“So, uh, why did you leave the Special Forces. Puzzle?” Chel asked.

Puzzle pulled open the right side of her jean jacket, and revealed a Purple Heart pinned inside. “I got shot during my last tour. So, they gave me this, a really nice compensation package, and gave me a choice to continue as a Consultant, or leave. So, I left.” She closed her jacket. “Like I said, I really wanted to see you again.”

Chel blushed as she felt conflicted. “We can hang out if you want, Puzzle. But, um, Victor and I just started dating. We really click.” She looked at Victor, and smiled. “He really gets me. Understands me.”
Puzzle nodded. “I understand.” She looked at Victor. “Take good care of her. I know you already know this, but she’s really special.” She stood up and threw her trash in the garbage, easily making the basket, 30 feet away.

Chel gulped. “Puzzle. Wait.” She stood up and grabbed her by her lower leg. “Why don’t… I mean, are you busy next week? Say, Wednesday? If Victor doesn’t mind, we could all have dinner together? My treat. Say, at that burger place you like on 10th?”

Puzzle knelt down and hugged Chel tightly. “Well, firstly, it would be my treat. And secondly…” She looked at Victor. “You good with a triple date?” She winked at him.

Victor tried to relax and enjoy his three hot dogs and fries, causing a bit of a raised eyebrow from Puzzle that he was eating actual meat in such a large quantity. He was a bit on edge, however. It was very obvious that Chel had feelings, real feelings for this giraffe and it made him a little uncomfortable.

He was quiet for most of the conversation. He had gone from finding someone who he felt completely safe being himself around to feeling completely out of place, just like everywhere else. He focused on his ice cream for a moment, feeling awful for Chel as she seemed to squirm a bit, explaining to Puzzle that they had just started dating.

He opened his mouth to say something as Puzzle got up to leave as he could just feel how upset Chel was, but was silenced by the frankly amazing thirty-foot shot she made, sinking her ball of trash from lunch into a nearby trash can. He blinked, shaking his head just in time to realize that the two of them were setting up a triple-date with him for the following Wednesday.

“Oh, uh..” He turned and looked from one of them to the other, seeing how happy Puzzle seemed, and how hopeful Chel seemed. He felt like his heart might burst if he disappointed her so he felt himself nodding. “Y.. yeah! Sure! Uh, Wednesday for burgers sounds great!”

After Puzzle had left, the beginning of their walk was a little quiet and awkward before Victor finally said, “So, Puzzle is back in town to stay.. H... How does that make you feel? I mean, you two obviously had a strong connection.”

Chel looked up at him. She realized just how awkward it must have been for him. Not only having lunch with her ex-girlfriend, but also agreeing to an impromptu dinner date with Puzzle. She sighed and snuggled closer to him.

“We did.” She admitted honestly, not wanting to tarnish their budding relationship with a lie. “We do.” She shook her head. “She… kept going on tour. Sometime I would wake up, and she would be gone, just leaving a note. When she left 6 months ago, we decided to break up. I didn’t want to, really, but it made sense at the time. She wanted me to move on. Have a chance at a real, stable, relationship.”

She saw that his gaze wasn’t focused on her. He was looking off in the distance. Just like he did last night during dinner.

“Victor…” She said as she stopped walking, using all her might to stop him walking as well. It wasn’t easy, but thankfully, her boots had good grips.

He stopped walking. Chel stood up on her tip-toes, grabbed his face with her hands, and gently pulled him down to her height, so that she could look him in the eye.

“Listen here, you…” She said gently. “Do I have your full attention?” He nodded. “Good. I might have feelings for Puzzle, but that in no way means that I don’t have feelings for you. Strong feelings. I know we just met a few days ago, and this is only our second date, but I want you. Not her.”

She planted a gentle, yet firm, kiss on his lips. She held it for a few seconds, and then pulled back with a mwah! Leaving behind her ruby lipstick on his lips.

“Believe me when I say this Victor, you have nothing to worry about with Puzzle.” She assured him. “You make me happy. You treat me like a Princess. And…” She moved her mouth to his ear, letting her warm breath wash over it. “And I want you so bad, I can barely control myself around you.” She grinned “Now, why don’t we enjoy our date, get those nasty thoughts out of your head, and I promise I’ll make you dinner with only an apron on.”

She pulled back and smiled at him. “Deal?”

The big zebra listened to every word, looking into her eyes, seeing that every word was the absolute truth. He gasped as her lips pressed against his, his heart almost aflame again. From just that chaste kiss on the lips he could feel the fabric of his clothing shifting over his skin and fur a little as his collar was still in his to-go bag as he hated wearing the clunky thing in public.

He was almost out of breath as she broke off the kiss, his heart racing. A blush crept into his cheeks as she whispered in his ear and at her offer for the evening. “Nnf. d.. deal!” He blushed a little as he seemed to have a little trouble standing up for a moment, adjusting his clothing carefully so it wasn't noticeable that it all seemed just a touch too small. He held her hands in his, just looking into her eyes for a moment before they continued on their walk through the park, the big zebra seeming a lot more comfortable and talkative, opening up a bit and going on a bit about what he does at Trivial Matters Inc.
He chuckled and said how wonderful the CEO Ms. Drom was, the company did a great deal of pharmaceutical research, almost all of which gets donated to colleges while the few drugs they do produce under a shell company name, are all sold at-cost. In the meantime, they make their money with things like male enhancement drugs and some rather interesting adult novelties.

What he was actually currently working on was a drug that would mimic his own condition in others temporarily, lasting about two hours. He hoped that it would help him get a better understanding of his own condition and give others a chance to live out a bit of a fantasy. The research had, in fact, led to the creation of his inhibitor collar so it was already a huge positive.

Chel listened to what Victor actually did for his job. It sounded really interesting, surprising, thrilling, and honestly, unexpected. She blushed at the thought of her being able to grow taller. She then took a moment and then shook her head no. She was happy with her height. She then looked down at her body. Last night, and for every date she had, she wore fake chest enhancements. She wondered if...

“Hey, Vic?” She asked as they looped around the park, and headed back to the West entrance. “Is there a...a... way I could be more like a girl?”
Victor looked down at her and quirked an eyebrow.

“Not... fully a girl.” She said to his confused expression. “I'm happy being me. Being a boy. Just, well, I see myself as a girl. I identify as a girl. I own bras, and well, I want to wear them because I want an actual... chest. Instead of inserts.”

Victor smiled and nodded.

She smiled in return. “I'm guessing there's a pill your company is developing? Or an injection? Probably cheaper than surgery...”
Again, Victor nodded.

“Um... when do you think we could do it?” She asked next.

The zebra rubs his chin, thinking for a moment, then nods. “We're actually preparing for the last round of clinical trials, so the pill should be completely safe at this point. Ms. Drom actually runs three more rounds of testing than required out of an excess of caution. I should be able to pull some strings and get you into the trials as soon as early next week.”

Victor smiles at her, giving her hand a gentle squeeze, “It will be a multi-week round of testing to see how different dosage levels affect the amount of breast size increase for various levels of weight. So, you should get to see how your breasts would feel at various sizes.”

He pauses and steps in front of her, crouching down and holding both of her hands, giving them a little squeeze. “Then, when all of the trials are finished, you are sure this is what you want, and you've chosen the size you wish to have. Then I can make something more permanent if you want.”

He smiles and returns her kiss from earlier, holding it for a moment as he wraps his long arms around her, holding her close. He shivers a little as he feels his clothing shifting a little again, but he doesn't care. This feels so right and so wonderful, he wouldn't care if all of his clothing exploded off of him in public if it meant he could hold her like this for just a moment longer.

He reluctantly breaks off the kiss, smiling softly and gazing into her eyes as he slides from a tight hug to rubbing her upper arms and shoulders with his hands, “Does that sound like a plan to you?”

Chel was still in bliss from his sudden kiss, and even more so as he rubbed her shoulders and arms.

“Huh?” She said shook her head, trying to snap herself back to reality. “Next week? Sure. I can wait until next week.” She blushed. “Thanks for understanding.”

The two spent the next few hours talking about the trials and what would be involved. Chel also frolicked in the grass, and surprisingly, Victor made her a crown weaved from daisies, and placed it on her head.
Eventually, they reached his car. She was impressed at the model.

“A 1965 Shelby 427 Cobra Roadster?” She gasped. “In Guardsmen Blue with Ivory white racing stripes.” She whistled. “Original push-rod 16-valve V-8, iron block Engine, right?”
Victor looked impressed with her knowledge of his car.

She looked up at him. “I read a lot in my spare time, Vic. I know my cars. I always wanted one.”

He chuckled and nodded.

“I expect an afternoon drive in it. But not today.” She said as she ran a gentle hand over the pristine paint job.

She turned and faced him. “What I would like you to do, is get a bottle of wine for dinner.” She smirked. “I'm going home to get dinner started. And to turn up my heat a bit...” She winked. “I'm making grilled salmon and Cesar salad.”

She stood up on her toes, and pulled his face to hers, giving him a quick kiss. She let him go and giggled. “It's 5PM now, be back at my place in exactly one hour. You can park in the back." She winked at her double entendre. "Okay?”

He gulped and nodded.

She stroked his thigh for a brief second, and then took off at a quick trot.