After a long day of work all she wanted was to get home, and take a long hot shower and have a glass of wine. But traffic that evening had other ideas. She fiddled with the radio, sick of hearing about the gridlock she was already sitting in. Sitting with one leg tucked under her, she tried pointlessly to turn up the air conditioning. No use. It was too hot outside. Her long blond hair was stuck to her neck and back. her whole body was covered in a sheen of sweat.
She looked around and noticed other people in cars just like her, sweating and cursing, wanting to get home. As her irritated glance slid to the left, she noticed something different. The man in the next car was staring back at her and smiling. She gave him a quick grin and looked away. No reason to be rude, but there was nothing to smile about that day.
She looked down and noticed that her silk blouse was stuck to her body and wet from sweating. Gross, she thought. Good thing I’ve got a talk top on under this. She removed the blouse and placed it in a damp heap on the seat next to her. Glancing back towards the smiling man she saw he was sitting with his head tilted back against the headrest, eyes closed, and it looked like he might be panting. Probably jacking off, she thought. Pervert.
Before she could think anything else she got a flash vision that took her breathe away. She imagined the man getting out of his car and coming over to her. He’d jump in the passenger seat wordlessly, but with a hungry look on his face. He’d reach over and slide his hands over her small but pert breasts. Her nipples would harden as he squeezed them.
His mouth was suddenly everywhere. Lips brushing over her neck. Tongue tracing a trail down her damp cleavage. And then a hand worked its way up under her skirt, searching for the place where her legs met. Before she could say a word that hand found what it was looking for. He rubbed her clit with one hand and pinched her nipple with the other. She began to moan as he covered her mouth with his. Kissing him was a frantic act. Their tongues wrestled as both panted with excitement. Her pussy was dripping wet and begging for attention. He broke off the kiss to pull her top and bra down, exposing her erect nipples. Sliding one long finger deep inside her hungry pussy he bent to her nipples and started to lightly bite.
She screamed as her body rocketed to orgasm. Eyes closed, chest heaving she sunk down into the seat, spent. A honk from behind jarred her back to reality. She was sitting in her car alone, tits out, with a hand up her skirt, and traffic was beginning to move. She looked to the left frantically. He gave her a knowing smile before his car pulled ahead of her.
To hell with the shower, she said to herself. She accelerated to catch up to him, and followed him to a nearby motel. She only hoped the real thing would be as good as her fantasy.
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