It was the perfect day to drive across the state. My company was sending me to a conference about four hundred miles away and to collect the money of the plane ticket I decided to drive there. By noon I had finished packing, so I kissed my wife goodbye and got in the car on my way to the conference which was starting the next day. I don't have any problems driving long distances but it does get lonely after a while, and my music collection does get sort of repetitive.
I drove the limit and after a few hours saw a hitchhiker on the side of the road. She didn't look like your normal hitchhiker, I could tell from the distance she had a very attractive figure and was wearing a very short skirt. Having heard all these crazy urban legends about hitchhikers, I wondered for a minute if I should stop for her or not. Afterall, I was going to be in the car on my own for a while, and there didn't seem to be much traffic in the area, so maybe it'd be a while before another car would pass by and pick her up.
I wondered if I'd open the door to trouble if I'd let her in, but as I approached I knew that if I didn't pick up this young lady it would haunt me the rest of the way. Plus, the closer I got, the cuter she looked. What harm could come from picking up a young lady?
So I stopped. She seemed very happy, and quickly ran to the passenger door.
"Hi!" she said as she climbed in. "Thanks for stopping, there isn't many cars this side of town."
"No problem", I said. "I'm Simon" as I offered my hand.
"And I'm Lisa" she replied with a very kind and nice smile, shaking my hand. I was caught off guard by her beauty. She had long blond hair, very long legs and perfect boobs slightly peeking through her blouse.
For the first few miles we talked the typical stuff, I found out she was a student going to college in the next State, and her parents weren't very rich. She, like me, had traded her bus ticket to collect the money and spend it on what it is student spend their money on.
As the road went by and the sun began to set, the conversation ended as we were absorbed in to the road. I couldn't help to notice the side of her bra through her blouse, and I was immediately turned-on. My wife and I had a very fulfilling love life and I am not one to complain, but the thought of this twenty-something years old woman in my car, wearing the shortest skirt I'd ever seen on a woman and a white almost see-through blouse was more than enough to arouse a man who'd only been with the same woman for the past decade.
She was keeping a hand on her leg, near the edge of her skirt and I was fascinated by the movement of that hand. With each bump in the road I wondered if her finger nails brushed against her pussy lips and she never seemed to even flinch.
Lost in the thought of her white silky bra and her fingers brushing against her tender spot, I started to wonder about her sexual life in college. A long time had gone by since I had been there and kids nowadays were much more sexually active than we were. Lisa must've been with many men; she was very attractive and seemed very confident and comfortable when you spoke to her. Many men here age must've found this very attractive.
I started to wonder if I was finding this attractive too when I felt a hand on my pants. It was Lisa's. I was surprised to realize that my erection had caused an obvious bulge in my pants.
