I had been downtown with old friends, not that we still get sloppy drunk, but it's just smart to get someone else to drive. Me and my two friends ready to get home. The car pulled up.
We had taken a couple of rides, around town. It had been a fun day. I figured it was my turn to sit up front. It seems the universe had saved the best for last. She was beautiful. Not that kind of beautiful that would make a room full of men or women drool, but the kind that is exactly what your brain wants. You know she is beautiful, and nothing else matters.
Now, 99% of the time I would panic, and well I still did, but she seemed more nervous, characterized by her panic to find music I liked. Nearly driving off the road, but that's ok. What is a little death? So I made some conversation, she did too.
"Can you pick some music?" she asked. I hesitated. She had already fumbled over a bunch of songs. She was trying to find something we both liked. Some bad pop, pop rock. "Electronic music is my favorite," she bubbled. Her inflections and enthusiasm for the mediocre conversation was adorable. It was heart fluttering, it had her own special flair, that way every woman has when they can't help but betray how much they want him to pay attention to her.
My brain clicked, I took her phone, picked a song. Thick with sound and beat. She danced as she drove.
"I love it," she blurted. "I do too," I said with a touch of heavy breath. My chest was alive with anticipation.
We neared the drop-off. "I am going dancing after this," she said. I wasn't sure, but I figured she was asking me to join her without saying it straight out. The car stopped. My friends got out. I moved slow, waiting to be alone with her.
"Do you want someone to dance with?" I asked. "Yes!" she quipped slyly. She turned off the driving app. "Just stay there, ok?"
"Ok, yes." I rolled the window down. "I'll see you guys later" I waved to my friends. She drove off.
She turned the music up. We danced together. I grew excited, my cock flexed. We headed back to downtown. I drowned my eyes in hers, at least mostly fixed on the road. Her hand, it found its way onto my arm, then down. She felt my arousal. Her hand flexed around my shaft.
"Oh my" she gasped. Her hand snapped back to the wheel. My hand now finding her leg, slowly feeling my way to her pussy. Her moistness apparent. Her fine little panties soaked. I rubbed her.
"Yes, please. mmmm, touch me." She moaned and commanded. Her body firm and strong. Her hips gently moving still to the beat. My hands matching her movement. Dancing we were.
"Here, come here," she said bluntly. "Huh?" I said dumbly. I pulled back my hand, her pussy juices on my fingers, her odor making me rock hard. She turned off the freeway. "back to my place," she clarified. We both knew then it was just a matter of time till we fucked each other senseless.
We stopped in her driveway, her hands feeling over my body. We turned and kissed in a panicked lust. She held my head, finding the pleasure in making me wait. My tongue flicking, my eyes saying how much I wanted her. She kissed me deep, her tongue dominate over my mouth, around then in, her grasp pulling, pushing it deep in me. As we pawed at each other's genitals, I managed to blurt.
"Let's go inside."
"Yes" she gasped in between breaths.
