Jessica and I exchanged confused glances, unsure of what to do next.
What was going on? Wasn't Vivian looking for me? Why didn't my phone ring when she called? And she couldn't reach me, why did she just leave like that? All of these questions left me puzzled.
Jessica and I waited in silence for a few seconds, hearing the sound of an engine starting up next door.
Before long, the car drove off.
Vivian had left. But it was strange, why didn't she try to find me again?
Jessica let out a sigh of relief, asking, "What's happening? Do you know that woman outside?"
I nodded, "Yeah, I met her before at the convenience store when I was in a grocery. She remembered me because I bought a lot of items, and that's how we got acquainted."
I had no choice but to admit that Vivian had mentioned my name and said she had called me.
If I denied knowing her, it would seem very insincere.
Jessica seemed disbelief in my words, asking again, "Then why did she stop looking for you halfway through?"
I shook my head, "I have no idea, maybe she had to leave for some reason. Let's not worry about it. Come on, let's continue what we left off earlier."
With that, I took off my pants again, positioning myself between Jessica's legs.
She faced me as I lifted her legs onto my shoulders, bringing my waist closer to her.
My cock slid against her pussy, causing a moment of increased lubrication and strange sounds from within.
In the cramped space, the ambiguous sounds seemed to envelop us, exploding in our ears.
Jessica's breathing became more rapid, indicating her intense desire.
Even I felt a tingling sensation, which was hot and itchy, making me uncomfortable.
"Hold your legs tight, I'm coming," I said, finding her vaginal opening between her thighs.
"Got it," Jessica nodded towards me.
I guided my cock inside, feeling the warmth enveloping it.
The desire to ejaculate, which had momentarily been suppressed by the earlier shock, surged back, swirling around the my glans.
I tried to hold back the urge but couldn't.
It seemed like our plan to make love in the trunk wouldn't last long.
Instinctively, I began thrusting my waist, moving my cock in and out of Jessica's pussy, causing vaginal discharge to flow.
The discharge trickled down Jessica's thighs onto me, leaving a sticky sensation.
Amidst the stifling heat, it felt uncomfortable, almost suffocating.
With each thrust, Jessica let out rhythmic moans, barely audible but explosive in my ears.
The colorful and beautiful sounds felt like fireworks bursting beside me.
Gradually, my thrusts quickened, becoming more forceful.
The entire car shook with my movements, akin to being on a small pirate ship, oddly comfortable.
Soon, the urge to ejaculate consumed me, my cock hot and swollen.
I roared, "Ah... Ahh... I'm gonna cum..."
I was about to pull out and ejaculate on Jessica's body directly, but the intensity and speed caught me off guard.
Before I could withdraw, I shot out, not deep inside but along the passage of her pussy, slowly oozing out with my movements.
It rolled down her thighs onto mine.
The metallic scent spread in the trunk, masking the strawberry scent in her car.
Now, my cock gradually softened.
"You finished inside?" Jessica asked.
She seemed to realize I intended to ejaculate outside but couldn't.
Feeling embarrassed, I nodded and rubbed my nose nervously.
Would she think less of my sexual prowess because of this?
"Holy shit, I'm in my fertile period," Jessica said innocently, looking at me, unsure of what to do.
I was confused and asked, "What do you mean? Fertile period?"
Jessica's face revealed a hint of worry. "Yeah, it's when a woman is ovulating, meaning she's more likely to get pregnant during this time."
"Really?" I asked, finding it hard to believe.
Jessica rolled her eyes at me, "Of course. You're a college graduate, didn't you learn about women's physiology in biology class?"
I had heard about it, but back then, I wasn't focused on such details.
I only knew about the basic anatomy of women, the holes where things could go in, and that was it.
Who knew there was so much more to it?
Feeling somewhat nervous, I asked, "What should we do then? Do you know how to handle this situation?"
"There's one solution, but you might find it hard to accept," Jessica said, looking at me seriously for a moment.
It seemed like this solution would come at a significant cost.
I urged her, "Tell me, how can I know if I can accept it if you don't tell me?"
Jessica said, "It's that if I get pregnant, you'll take responsibility, be a good dad to our child, and marry me to give the child a warm and happy home."
I widened my eyes, "What? Are you serious? You're not joking, right?"
Was this a huge joke for me? I had a girlfriend!
And while Jessica was a good woman, she was older than me, had been with other men before, and was not a virgin.
In terms of age, relationship experience, and physical aspects, I would be at a disadvantage.
Moreover, compared to Catherine, Jessica was a bit lacking.
Catherine was younger, more innocent, less experienced in love, and a virgin.
Regardless of the choice, Catherine seemed like the better option.
Jessica stared at my eyes and asked, "I'm not kidding. Many couples get married because they have children, so would you consider it?"
"You know I have a girlfriend," I said awkwardly, noticing Jessica's displeased expression, even a hint of anger.
I quickly added, "But don't worry, if you're really pregnant with my child, I'll take full responsibility. Not only will I marry you to give our child a family, but I'll also give you a grand confession and wedding ceremony. Everyone will know you're my wife, and my life will only be you."
Jessica's expression softened, and she leaned in to kiss my lips.
Though it was a brief touch, I felt content.