Chapter 127: Driving Lesson.

Rafael’s POV
Being in charge of the pack’s driving school had its perks. And by perks, I meant the constant attention from the ladies.
You know me the handsomest of all the sons. Girls signed up for lessons just to spend time with me, pretending they didn’t know a thing about driving when, in reality, they just wanted an excuse to be close.
One of those ladies was Megan, the head of security’s daughter. Word around the pack was that she’d been crushing on me from the moment she first laid eyes on me.
And honestly, who could blame her? I mean, look at me.
She came to me one day, all shy smiles and eager eyes, saying she wanted me to teach her how to drive.
Apparently, her father had reluctantly given his consent though I knew he wasn’t exactly thrilled about it.
The man had heard plenty of stories about me and my… shall we say, adventurous social life.
But Megan wasn’t one to take no for an answer. She threw a full-on tantrum until her father caved, agreeing to let me be her instructor. I had to admire her persistence.
When the day of the lesson arrived, Megan showed up early and overdressed. Or rather… underdressed.
She wore a tight-fitting top that left very little to the imagination, paired with a skirt that definitely wasn’t meant for sitting behind the wheel.
One glance told me everything I wasn’t just teaching her to drive today. She had other… motives.
I could have marched straight to her father and informed him that his daughter’s outfit was far from appropriate for a driving lesson.
But really, how was I supposed to explain that her choice of clothing and the way certain parts of her body seemed to demand attention were distracting me?
She sauntered up to me, a sly smile on her lips.
“Good morning, Sir Rafael. I’m ready for my lesson,” she purred, her voice just a little too sweet.
I smirked. Oh, this was going to be interesting.
Without a word, I gestured toward the driver’s seat. She practically bounced into it, looking far too excited for a simple driving lesson.
With a shake of my head, I walked around the car and slid into the passenger seat.
“Alright, Megan,” I said, leaning back and getting comfortable.
“Let’s see if you’re really here to learn how to drive… or if you have something else in mind.”
Megan fingers caress the steering wheel. I closed the door and fasten my seatbelt before Megan started the engine of the car.

“Are you nervous about your lesson?” I asked her.

“Should I be?” She twirled a loose curl around her finger and looked at me from beneath her long eye lashes.

“I have heard that you’re a good teacher.”

I smiled and nodded. “That you are right.”

I turned and looked at the road. “So make yourself comfortable, Megan, then, in your own time, pull out into the traffic please and drive straight ahead.”

Megan, blonde and built to thrill, adjusted her seatbelt so that it lay in between her breasts.

I glanced sideways in the pretence of looking behind but in reality my eyes made it no further than those tight breasts.

Their freedom beneath her blouse was obvious and her nipples looked like tiny erect buttons.

She pulled at the hem of her skirt in a vain effort to pull it down over her smooth thighs.

I watched her efforts out of the corner of my eye and then allowed my gaze to wander down her thigh to the bend of her knee and then to her muscular calf as she depressed the clutch and put the car into first gear.

I did my best to keep my eyes on the road ahead but found my eyes constantly straying.

By the time the car had rounded the end of the street I could already feel beads the size of house bricks forming on my forehead.

“You hot?” she asked.

“Um…a bit.” I admitted as I wind the window down.

I could feel Megan’s eyes on me.

“I’m  feeling a little warm myself,’ she said, the tip of her tongue sliding between her lips.

I smirked and cleared my throat.

“Eyes on the road, Megan.” I said adopting a professional tone.

“You should stay focused on the road and not get distracted.”

“Yes sir.”

I then saw what I was looking for and so instructed her on what to do next.

“Pull up along the parked cars on the left please, Megan and reverse into the parking space.”

Once at a standstill beside the parked cars, Megan shifted in her seat so that she was sitting sideways to the steering wheel.
“Is this position all right?”

“Oh, yes.” I answered quickly.

“But sir, you haven’t looked.” Megan pointed out.

“I need to get the position right otherwise I won’t be able to do it
properly.”

I decided to turn and look over cautiously. Her hands on the steering wheel meant that her arms pushed her breasts together and formed a deep cleavage.

Damn!

I quickly dropped his eyes and they landed on her skirt. The positioning of her feet on the pedals meant that it had ridden even higher on her thighs and afforded me a glimpse of her white panties.

“Well?” she asked.

“Your position’s fine.” I said, my voice low and not audible.

All the while she was manoeuvring the car slowly into the gap my gaze strayed to her cleavage.

“You’re not looking where I’m going.” Megan laughed.

I smiled. “I thought you wanted me to check out your position.” I said without taking my eyes off her tits.

“Oh, I know this place.” she said, “This place people hardly come around this side.”

I nodded but didn’t say anything.

“This is where most betas come to make out.”

“Yeah, this is the place.”

She looked at me under lowered eyelids. “Cool.”

There was silence between us as we stayed inside the car while Megan put off the engine.

Just then, she turned to me, her eyes desiring what I was also desiring but I had to keep things cool and not rush things, you know?

“Sir, Rafael, do you fancy me?”

I looked at her and smiled. “Why do you ask, Megan?”

“Um, because you have been staring at my cleavages since we started the lesson and so I feel you are interested.”

I smiled but didn’t say anything.

“Or…don’t you fancy me?”

Hell yeah I fancy you! I wanna fuck the day light out of you!

I leaned forward, cup her face between my hands and kissed her. When she didn’t respond I pulled a few inches away and looked at her.

She looked at me and then she was the one to do the kissing and I responded, gently at first, but then with increasing urgency.

I moved my lips from her mouth to her throat. As I right hand held the back of her head my left hand played with the buttons of her blouse.

I was an expert in this so with my right hand I managed to open the blouse and it fell apart and her breasts were completely exposed.

Their shape was perfect, if a little larger than what I expected, but it was something I could handle anytime, any day.

Moving my hand to cup her right breast, I followed its curve with my finger all the way round until the nipple, now more proud than ever, barred my path.

After flicking at it gently, I lowered my head.
With the sweetness of Megan’s perfume filling my nostrils I gently nibbled while my hand followed the curve of Megan’s body until I felt the outline of her panties.

I broke the gentle resistance of the elastic with my finger and moved along until my finger rested on her soft mound.

Megan stroked my hair like I was a faithful dog. Feeling the rising within myself, I pushed myself into an upright position.

“What’s wrong?” she asked.

“Megan.” I said seriously.

“Come out, and follow me. I need to take you somewhere we can both enjoy each other. Because I want to throw you on the ground and fuck you till you scream I should stop.”

She smiled, excitement on her face.

“I thought you’d never ask. I would love that.”

“But there’s one thing you’re going to have to remember, Megan.” I said as I opened the door.

“What’s that, Sir Rafael?”

“I’m the teacher and you have to do exactly what I say.”

She smiled. ‘”Okay. That ain’t a problem.”

“And the first thing is that you leave that blouse as it
is.”

I got out of the car and walked around the back of the car and opened the boot. As I lowered it after taking out the blanket that I
kept there I saw that Megan had followed my orders.

She stood beside the car, her blouse hanging open, parted on either side of her bare chest. Her eyes held a silent challenge, a teasing invitation I was more than willing to accept.
With a smirk, I motioned for her to follow me. There was a place a secret spot where I went when I wanted to have fun without interruptions.
Just as I turned to lead the way, my phone buzzed in my pocket.
Ugh.
I ignored it. Probably nothing important. But then it rang again.
I let out a frustrated sigh, fishing it out of my pocket. Gabriel.
I debated ignoring him, but something told me I shouldn’t. Gabriel wasn’t the type to call twice unless it was serious.
Grinding my teeth, I answered.
“This better be good, Gabriel.”
His voice was urgent, breathless.
“Rafael, get back to the pack. Now.
Alpha John collapsed in his study, he’s in the pack hospital.”
The excitement disappeared instantly.

I tensed up, thinking about my responsibilities.

Alpha John collapsed?

That was serious. I put my phone away and turned to Megan.

"Lesson's over," I said firmly.

She pouted.

"But—"

"No excuses." My voice was sharp.

I walked to the car, started the engine, and prepared to leave. The fun had to wait. My pack needed me now."
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