If Sally has a night out on the town I always pick her up. It's about an 80 minute round trip but I always like to make sure she is home safe.
As I pull up outside the bar I could see Sally waiting for me, looking, as always gorgeous.
Sally slides in to the passenger seat and flashes me a wicked little smile, looking directly in my eyes she drops her gaze to my crotch, a sure sign she's going to tease me all the way home.
As we drive off she turns to me and with a smile says, 'Do you know I used to be bi-curious?'
Well I did but is how the teasing usually starts. I've always found it a massive turn on, two women kissing passionately is one of my favourite fantasies.
So as I drive along Sally describes long lingering kisses with women, their lipsticked lips brushing across her breasts, their tongues flicking and licking her nipples as they harden. She smiles, that naughty little smile and continues describing how their fingers, red, varnished nails sliding down into her pants to caress her beautiful little pussy. And believe me it is a gorgeous little pussy.
I shift uncomfortably in my seat. Sally knows, without even looking, that I am hard, really, really hard. The large bulge in my pants is glaringly obvious! That wicked grin, a grin which spreads across Sally's face as she reaches across and with just the tips of her fingers, traces the outline of the straining head of my cock.
'Is that nice Charlie?'