It was a warm Friday night as I stepped off the train. You had left a message for me earlier saying you would pick me up from the station. You said you had a treat for me. I was excited to know what your plans were but had been unable to get hold of you. As I left the train my imagination was running wild. My cock was stiff and I put my hand in my pocket to try and hide it. As I got into the car, I stiffened more. You leaned over to kiss me and rested your hand on my groin letting out a little 'mmmm' as you felt my hardness. I couldn't take my eyes off of you as you pulled out of the parking space and into traffic.
You were wearing a beautiful white blouse that was unbuttoned to reveal the tops of your breasts. You had on that long black skirt with the split up the leg. It had fallen open just enough for me to see that you were wearing some lovely, silky hold-ups, and a bit of the smooth, soft flesh of your upper thigh was revealed. As we hit the highway, I ran my hand along your slender leg, over the stockings and further up to feel your panties. They felt silky too. And small. My time to murmer 'mmmmm'.
"Where are we going," I asked, as I ran the palm of my hand up and down your slender leg.