We had been on a night out for Sally's Birthday, plenty of drink and laughs but the end had come all too quickly. Both Sally and I were fairly drunk, with drunkenness comes confidence and horniness, which meant, as we stood waiting for our taxi, it was not long before we were kissing and hands were starting to wonder. It was a lovely warm night bathed in white light from the almost full moon in the clear sky. Sally wore a mid thigh length skirt and red top. Her top was a v cut style which showed some cleavage from her 36c breasts. It was also backless, meaning it was not possible to wear a bra. Thankfully it did have a double layer of material to keep the girls safe from falling out and to stop her nipples being on show, although I still saw them making an occasional appearance throughout the night.
Our turn for the taxi eventually came and we bundled in giving the driver our address and the preferred route. The other way is longer and costs more money. We settled in the back seat as the driver made his way through the streets filled with drunken people. Before long we picked up speed as we headed home.
Without even realising I had my hand on my Sally's leg, I realised I had slid it up inside her skirt, and my fingers were brushing her knickers. Sally did not try and prevent me so I took that as approval to continue. I started rubbing her sensitive area with my fingers as drove along, kissing her as I did.
We stopped at some traffic lights and I noticed the taxi driver had adjusted the mirror down and was watching my hand. I also noticed that Sally's skirt had bunched up so it was likely he could probably see my hand rubbing her. I could feel a damp patch forming on the front of her knickers so I knew she was enjoying the attention. Maybe because we were distracting him or maybe he wanted the time to last longer, the driver took the long route option. I commented on his mistake and he apologised, then out of the blue he suggested rather than cash payment for the trip he would like Sally's knickers as the fare. We were both taken back by this. I quickly realised the fare would be far more than replacing the knickers so quickly agreed. Sally gave me a look which was mixed with horror and disgust and I just smiled back and mouthed cheaper to her.
I reached around her and pushed her skirt higher to allow me access to her waist band of her knickers. I slowly started to pull them down, she had to lift off the seat to allow them to slide over her bottom. I slid them down her legs and she lifted each leg to allow them to come off over her heels. I glanced up and could see her skirt was bunched up around her waist and she was fully exposed. I just stared at her hairless vagina and I knew the driver would be enjoying the view. Last year Sally had won a course of laser hair removal and not being particularly hairy she opted to have her bikini line done. However she ended up having all hair removed so she was totally smooth and hair free which I loved. I reached forward with Sally's damp knickers and passed them through the gap to the driver. He pressed a button his computer and the fair cancelled.