As soon as I put on the sleep mask, visions danced in my head of sexual things Rose could be doing to me while blindfolded. Even after everything that went wrong last night, If it came down to doing sexual things, I was pretty sure that I would let her do anything she wanted to me, but I wasn't going to let her know that just yet.

Rose asked me, "You can't see out of it, can you?"

"No. What is the mask for?" I asked her.

"So you don't know where we're going until we get there, Comrade."

"So, it's not a kinky sex thing?" I asked.

"Do you want it to be?" she replied. I could almost hear the apprehension in her voice, "Because after last night, I thought maybe you wouldn't want to ..." she trailed off.

"Roza," I told her, "I told you my feelings for you last night. I'm not uncomfortable with the idea of being intimate with you, at all. But I want it to be about 'us' and not about something else. And I don't want to take advantage when you're drunk or emotionally vulnerable."

"Really, Comrade?" she asked.

I reached out my hand for where I knew her knee would be and placed it on her leg. "Really." After a few moments, I added, "But I'd still prefer my first time be somewhere private. And not in a car."

Rose chuckled lightly. "I think that can be arranged," she said.

In that moment, Roza's husky voice had never sounded sexier. I wanted her. I had no idea what she planned for tonight, but I knew we'd be outdoors and other people were involved. I also knew that Rose wasn't sure when she had made the plans if I was willing to be close to her or not. I wasn't planning to have sex in the car, but I was sure that there were boundaries we'd already crossed that I wanted to cross again. Immediately.

"Are we going to be in the car for a while?" I asked her.

"Actually, yeah," said Rose, "It's about twenty minutes from here."

I trailed my hand up her silky thigh. I had stared at her body enough times that - even blindfolded - I had a pretty good idea of where my fingers were heading. When I reached the hem of her shorts, I ran my fingers across the length of the fabric. "If you wanted, Roza, I could pick up where I left off before the garlic bread came last night now. I suppose you might have to pull over and remove something first, though. And I could probably use some guidance as to how to do things."

"Where you left off before the bread came?" she asked, "Now that I'm the one concentrating instead of you?"

"If that's okay with you, I mean," I told her.

Roza's reply was breathy as she said, "It's more than okay."

A few moments later, I felt the car pull over onto the shoulder and come to a stop. The engine shut off, I heard the click of a seatbelt, and Rose placed my hand back in my own lap. I heard some rustling and the squeak of the leather of her seat. I tried to put my hand back on Rose's knee, but she pushed it away.

"One second, Comrade," Rose said, "I need my shorts around my ankles so that I can pull them back on later."

"You're going to be naked from the waist down, except for some shorts around your ankles?" I asked her.

"Don't be silly," she told me, "I wasn't going to try to unfasten the straps on those shoes. Those things were a bitch to get on in the first place."

Knowing her center was completely bare in the car, just feet away from me, I could already feel my shorts tightening around my growing member and realized that this would be another exercise in control for me, since it would have to be all about her body. "Let me know when you're ready," I told her.

"I can even do better than that," she said, "You said you want guidance, Comrade?"

"Da," was all I could manage. I hadn't even been able to say it in English.

I heard the engine start back up and felt the car pulling back out onto the road. I felt Rose take my hand in hers and move my fingers so that only one was extended, then pulled my hand to near where her face would be. "You'll want to start with just the pad of your finger on my clit," she told me, "And, if you can, you'll always want to start with it wet."

An instant later, I felt her soft, warm tongue circling my fingertip, shooting heat straight to my cock as I imagined what else she could do with her beautiful mouth. Then, Rose guided the moistened finger to her already-wet folds, pushing the finger between them, up against her entrance. Rose let out a deep breath.

"Mmm, Comrade, I can't tell you how nice it'll be to not have to be quiet while your fingers are there," Rose purred.

Rose's hand was still pressed against mine when she wrapped and overlaid her left hand with my own, pressing down on the extended finger slightly. "Do you feel that, Comrade?" she asked, moving her finger from side to side slightly, "Right there?"

As my finger tilted back and forth from her guidance, I felt a small bump that began to grow swollen and rigid. Rose pulled her hand away and I circled the little spot with my finger. I asked her, "You mean this?"

"Yesss ..." she nearly hissed, "Tha-that's my clit." I swirled my finger over it again and Rose took a shaky deep breath, making both of us more aroused. "Very good, Comrade," she told me, "Do you think you could find it by touch on your own now?"

I answered her honestly, "I don't know, but I'd love to try."

Rose pulled my hand away and put it in my lap, saying, "Go for it."

I could almost hear the man-eating smile in her tone of voice. I want to marry this woman. I extended my hand towards her core and she told me, "Nuh-uh-uh, Comrade. Start at the knee," placing my hand back on her knee.

As I began to trail my hand up her leg again, she reminded me, "Wet."

Obediently, I took my finger to my mouth licked it, running my tongue across it in tiny little licks, savoring the taste of her on it and making sure it was thoroughly dampened. I heard Rose moan and knew I was doing something right. Her moan, the brief touching of her core I already had, and her taste were driving me crazy already.

I placed my hand back on her knee, careful to keep the wetted finger from touching her yet, and began trailing my hand up her silky bare leg. I knew she would prefer me to move slowly, but it was excruciating not to just bury my finger inside her and feel her clamp down on me. Once my fingers traced the length of her leg and I felt the warmth of her little honeypot approaching, I slid my wet finger out and extended it to her folds. It took me a few seconds to get it in the right spot, but I knew when I had found it, both by the different feel of that spot and by Roza's breathy moan.

"Very, very good, Comrade," she told me. I was beginning to love her little nickname for me as I heard it in this tone of voice from her. "Now, can you circle that spot with your finger? Just little tiny circles right there?"

I did as Roza asked. Each time my fingers made another revolution, she would moan again and her moans got louder each time. As the sounds of her pleasure filled the car, my dick was straining against my zipper more and more.

As my finger continued to circle, Roza told me between moans, "That whole area is going to be very sensitive, but a lot of the nerve endings are focused on my clit. If you wanted, you could probably even get me to come with just that spot. On the other hand, once you've gotten me going, there's no reason not to explore a little. You could insert a finger inside now, if you'd like. But you might want to stimulate my clit more while you do it."

Yes! This was exactly where I wanted to be! I slowly moved my finger down until I found her slit and slid my fingertip inside, brushing the full length of my finger along her clit as I used it to penetrate her, moving it in as deep as I could. Roza cried out in pleasure at the feel, then breathed out, "Sliding your finger in and out will feel almost like you're fucking me. I mean, it won't feel as full as it would if we were actually having sex, but it will stimulate some of the same spots." I moved my finger out and slid it back in, making sure to run the length of my finger up against her clit each way. Roza cried out in pleasure with each pass, tightening the muscles around my finger. I did it a few more times, desperately wishing I could see her beautiful face flushed with pleasure. My cock was straining against my shorts as I heard her cries of pleasure and felt her tight core wrapped around my finger.

I ran my finger back in and out again, cursing in Russian at her unbelievable body wrapped around my finger. Even though I knew Roza had no idea what I was saying, she moaned again at the sound of my cursing.

"If you were doing this as a warm-up to sex," Rose panted out, "You would probably also want to insert another finger or two, and possibly even spread them a bit, as an effort to stretch me out in preparation for something - Oh fuck! - larger, but right now it's not really necessary ... If you'd like now, though, you could begin to sort of curl your finger inward towards my belly button on each pass, to hit my ... g-spot," I did as she suggested and she immediately followed that up with, "Oh goddamnit! Dimitri, you really are a god! I'm ... I'm ... ungh ... I'm ... coming! Ngh! DIMITRI!" A heartbeat later, I felt her core tightening and contracting around my finger, I rubbed the tip of my finger up against the spot that seemed to be magical to her as I felt her tight center constricting again and again.

"Oh my god, Dimitri, I ... Dimitri ... " she paused for a moment. I just liked the sound of my name on her lips in that tone. Hearing her saying and screaming my name at the height of her pleasure. My erection was leaking so much that I would've been surprised if there wasn't a wet spot on the front of my shorts, but even if I never saw her again, I would have mental images of the sound of her voice and the feel of her sex wrapped around my finger for months to come. "No other man has ever made me come before," she said, "And now you've done it twice. I'm kind of speechless."

A moment later, I felt the car being pulled over again. "Take your blindfold off," Rose told me.

I pulled off the mask and saw that we were in the middle of nowhere, pulled off the road. I looked down and saw that there was a huge tent in my pants with a big wet spot. I began to untuck my tank top to cover it, asking Rose, "Are we here? Wherever we're supposed to be going?"

"No, Comrade, look at me."

I looked over and saw Roza sitting there with her body completely bare from rib cage to calves, her legs spread wide and her beautiful folds glistening with her near-dripping wetness. "Beautiful," I uttered, not able to contain my thoughts looking at her. I felt my cock straining to get to her, made even worse as I saw a slight blush color her cheeks.

"I wanted you to see me before I cover back up," she said and I felt myself frowning until she added, "and I thought I might like you to lose the blindfold while I return the favor for what you just did."

I cocked an eyebrow at her. "What did you have in mind?" I asked.

Roza gave a lilting little laugh, saying, "I wish I could do that with my eyebrow. Lean your seat back and uncover yourself, ribs to knees." I sat there dumbfounded and then she added, "Now, Comrade. We have somewhere to be and this road won't stay empty forever."

I did as she asked, reclining the seat and began unbuttoning my shorts. I looked over to see her pulling her shorts back into place. Roza looked at me and smiled as I began to tug my waistband down. It was probably silly, but - not knowing what she thought about it or what her intentions this evening were - I was still somewhat nervous about being naked in front of her.

As if she could read my mind, Roza said, "Comrade, are you ... nervous?"

I chuckled and said, "How do you know these things?"

Roza smiled. "Dimitri, I promise I'm not going to steal your virtue in the car tonight. If you'd like, I don't have to do anything that I haven't done to you before. I just want to see you - and touch you."

"You want to? Or you feel like I want you to?" Please say you want to. Please say you want to.

"I want to, Comrade. Badly. I couldn't get enough when I was touching you the other night. Please, Comrade." At hearing her begging for it like that, I pulled down my shorts and underwear as fast as I could.

As soon as my shorts were down, she reached across and began running her fingers along my shaft with one hand and cupping my testicles with the other. Despite having given myself release a few times earlier that day, I could tell it wouldn't take much to bring me to completion. I looked at her beautiful face, her exotic brown eyes focused on my hard manhood in her hands.

"Dimitri," she breathed, "would it be okay if I were to use my mouth?"

I nearly gasped at her suggestion. Roza was asking me if she could put her mouth on my shaft. "God, yes!" I replied.

The car was an automatic transmission, but it still had the shifter in the center, so there was a stick and a console with an armrest between our seats. Within moments, Roza was hunched over the center console and her mouth was kissing down my abs while her hands stroked. I tangled my hands in her beautiful hair, watching her path of kisses.

"Hold my hair back? So I don't end up eating it?" she asked me as she licked a circle around my belly button. I gently pulled it back into a loose ponytail and held it out of the way. Pulling her hair back also made it so that I had a clearer view of what she was doing. Rose wrapped her lips around the end of my shaft and I couldn't help the wordless yell that came from me. Rose swirled her tongue around my tip and looked up at me with a wicked grin with her mouth still wrapped around me, pumping with her hand along my length, and I lost all control. The feel of her warm, wet mouth and her hand pumping me, combined with the visual of seeing her like that sent me straight over the edge. As my seed spilled into her still-sucking mouth, I gripped the armrest and threw my head back, yelling out, "Roza! Fuck! Roza, I love you so much! Oh fuck! Oh, Roza!" Rose continued to lick and suck for another few moments as I rode out the rest of my climax, then she released my member and gave it a soft kiss on the tip.

Rose looked up at me and smiled, then sat back and said, "We should probably get going. Once you have your shorts back on, could you put the mask back on?"

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When the car took off again, I began reflecting in silence on the events that had just taken place. Roza had called me a god. I had felt her orgasming around my finger. I had seen her most intimate parts. She had wrapped her beautiful mouth around me and drank down my orgasm with a smile. And I had told her that I loved her again.

And she still hadn't said it back in return.

But even if she was too drunk to realize or remember that I had said it last night, she definitely knew I had said that I love her now.

With every touch, with every moment we got closer, I was falling harder and harder for Rose. If she left me now, I would be a broken man. How was I supposed to tell her now? Especially if she didn't feel the same about me.

"Penny for your thoughts?" Rose asked, breaking me out of my reverie, and lacing her fingers with mine over the center console.

"This," I said, "with you, it's just a lot. Everything has changed so much since you came into my life, Roza. Nothing will ever be the way it was again."

Rose asked me, "You don't regret that, do you?"

Without hesitation, I replied, "No. But it's just all happened so fast. I'm not sure I was ready for this."

Roza lifted our clasped hands to her mouth and kissed the back of mine. "I feel the same way," she said, "But I'm glad. My life wouldn't be the same without you."

I felt the car slowing and then come to a stop. "We're here, Comrade," Roza told me, "You can take off the blindfold now."

I removed the mask and saw something completely unexpected.

"You brought me to a family fun center?" I asked her.

Rose smiled at me as our eyes met. "Yes. Jill got a job here a few weeks ago and helped me set it up. What's not to like? Mini golf, an old-school video arcade, go-karts, bumper cars, a ferris wheel. There's even a ropes course, if we want to try it. C'mon, we have the go-karts reserved in 5 minutes. It'll be fun!"

I smiled as Rose got out and led me to the go-karts. Amazing how a woman so much older than me could make me feel so happy to feel like a little kid again.

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Author's Notes:

I had originally intended for this chapter to include the entirety of the actual date, but I think I got carried away with the hot, sweaty fun in the car. Hopefully no one minds if I went long on that part?