It's a beautiful sunny morning, warm but not hot. You hold open your car door for me and I lightly press my lips to yours in a soft kiss to let you know how much I missed you. I sit inside the car, and as I swing my legs inside, my short, black skirt raises enough to make you wonder if I'm wearing anything underneath. My leg, firm and slightly muscular, looks soft and smooth, very touchable. You can't resist, and reach out with your hand to slide your hand from my knee upwards, smiling your approval.
You close the door as I adjust my skirt and join me inside the car. "I'm glad you decided to go with me today. It's a long drive and I would have been bored without you." I give you a sweet smile in reply as we start on our journey.
Enjoying the beautiful day, soft music, and flirty conversation, time passes quickly. I notice we are close to being half-way to our destination on a somewhat secluded country road. Thinking about stepping up the flirting between us, I place my hand on your hairy thigh. I smile at you as I feel your warm flesh under my hand. Ever so slightly, I wiggle my fingers a bit, not enough to tickle, just enough to make sure you don't forget my hand's presence.
You place your hand on mine, giving it a slight squeeze before placing it on the back of my neck to play in my soft, dark brown hair. I shift my hips in my seat, edging closer to you which causes my hand to slip higher on your thigh.
I hear you take a deep breath as you scoot in your seat, making yourself more comfortable. I watch the countryside pass by out my window as my fingertips start to curl over the top of your thigh, softly caressing your inner thigh. As I slowly start to spread my fingers apart on your leg, I feel my "pinky" slip inside the bottom edge of your shorts. You continue to drive in silence, seeming to not notice my fingertip, your hand still caressing my neck and hair.
Not saying a word, I lift my pinky off your leg and extend it over until I lightly feel your warm scrotum through your briefs. You press your hips forward, indicating to me your desire for me to continue my exploration. Reading your signal loud and clear, my hand becomes bolder and friendlier. My fingertips caress your growing erection, causing you to groan slightly at my touch.
You slide your hand from my neck, over my shoulder and cup my breast through my thin, white blouse. Giving you my sexy smile and removing my hand from your thigh, I slip my hands up the back of my blouse, "Just a second," I say. You watch out of the corner of your eye as I remove my white, lacy bra from under my blouse. The sun shines at just the right angle on the thin material, giving you a very sensual view of my breast, nipple perky and erect.
As you reach out to reclaim my breast, I return my hand to your crotch, sliding in from your waistband under both, your shorts and briefs. I wrap my fingers around your shaft, feeling how hard you are, your flesh hot to my touch.
Your thumb and finger apply a little pressure to my hard nipple, rolling it gently between them as my hand begins to stroke your hard member in an up and down motion. I lean closer to you, bringing my lips to your ear for a nibble as you ask in a husky tone, "Do you want me to pull over?"
