Image courtesy of Al Forbes

“Fancy a ride?” Matt gambled.
Kayleigh beamed at the sports car, a faint blush shading her heavy make-up.
She tingled as the engine throbbed; the wind exciting her hair.
As he changed gear, she took his hand, “Stuart’s got a boring hatchback.”
Matt jerked into Lovers’ lane, stopping abruptly.
She dragged him to her, ardently kissing then burying his face in her cleavage, to suffocation point.
“Put the roof up, I’ll get in the back.”
Struggling with the mechanism, his ardour withered,
“Forget it,” she bawled, “it’s too small, just take me home!”
“Hatchbacks have their moments,” Matt bemoaned limply.

Written for Friday Fictioneers – a 100 words story based on a photo prompt. Hosted by Rochelle. Read the other entries here.