I hated rush hour traffic. Moving along the highway like a turtle. There wasn't really anything to do but stare at the people in the other cars. Sometimes I came up with stupid little stories about what they must be like. Or, if there's a particularly hot chick in the car next to me, I'll fantasize about what I'd do to her. But the most interesting people are the ones directly in front of me. The ones that you can only see their eyes in the rear or side mirrors. For instance, right now I was behind a girl driving one of those small SUV's. In the rear view mirror, I was only able to see her eyes. I could tell when she was looking back in my direction. The side view gave me a little more information. She had blond hair that was pulled back in a pony tail. And her face was very cute.
I let my mind wander about what she'd be like. Maybe a little wild. Bet she'd be dynamite in the sack. Of course all my daydreams were like that, but at least it kept my mind off the fact I was practically sitting still. Maybe traffic would come to a complete stop and we'd all get out of our cars to have a huge street party. I'd get to meet my mystery girl and we'd hit it off. Before traffic would start moving again, we'd wind up in the backseat of my car and go at it like a couple wild rabbits.
Suddenly traffic started to move faster and then it opened up. I looked over my shoulder, pulled into the next lane and hit the gas. I pulled up even with the mystery girl and looked over. She was really cute, but I couldn't see anything below her shoulders. She looked over at me and smiled. I smiled back and took off. Time to get home and have some dinner. Then off to meet my buddies for some drinks.
At my exit, I pulled off and headed home. I had decided that I really didn't want to cook, so I pulled into a fast food joint to grab a quick bite. I ws walking towards the door when I saw a familiar car pull into the lot. It was my mystery girl from the highway. Was she following me? Nah, there was no way she was close enough to see where I went. I shook it off as coincidence and went inside.
It was dinnertime, so the lines were long, but I wasn't in any rush. I was actually curious if she'd come in. The door on the oppisite side opened and in walked mystery. Why not give her a name and that seemed like a fun one. She was looking at the menu and actually stopped a few feet away. I had a good chance to check her out. She was about 5'6 with blond hair. Her pony tail hung down to her shoulder blades. She was dressed nicely in a silk-like blouse and skirt that came to her knees. The top couple of buttons were open and from my angle, I could almost get a view of some side boob. I'd say she was probably a B cup, maybe even a C. She had on small heels that gave good definition to her calves and her ass looked great. I studied her for a while as the line moved forward.
Mystery had finally decided on what she was getting and started to look around. She stopped when she saw me looking at her. "Don't I know you?" She was going through her brain trying to figure it out.
"Maybe. I was in the car behind you on the highway."
"That's it. I was checking you out in my mirror." Her eyes got narrow for a moment. "You're not stalking me are you?"
"I could ask you the same thing. I actually got here first." She gave a little laugh.
"That's true. You did pass me. So, you live around here, or just stopping for a bite to eat?"
"I live about five minutes from here. What about you?"
"The same. Just up the road in those new apartments." It was getting hard to hear her with all the kids running around.
"Hey, I know this is probably a little weird, but would you like to go someplace quieter?"
She looked around and saw all the families with their kids. "Sure, what do you have in mind?"
"How about the Chili's right up the road?"
"OK, I'll meet you there. I'm parked on that side, where are you?"
I pointed the other way. "I'll meet you in front of the Chili's in like five minutes."
"OK" We headed out in opposite directions. Five minutes later I was standing in front of Chili's waiting for Mystery. "Boo." I turned and saw that it was her. "I guess I parked on the wrong side again. Let's go eat, I'm starving."
We walked in and got a table for two. The waitress took our drink order, beers for each of us, then headed to the bar to place the order. "So, I guess I should start by asking your name. I've been calling you Mystery in my head."
"Mystery? I like that. Maybe you can just keep calling me that. And I can call you, hmm, how about Blue Eyes? Because that's what I noticed about you in my mirror." I laughed at that.
"You were checking me out while sitting in traffic?"
"Sure, what else is there to do? I see all these people on calls or surfing the net and it makes me crazy. I just like to watch."
"Me too. It's fun making up stories about the people I see."
"Oh, stories, huh? What did you come up with about me?" I blushed because I wasn't sure I shouldn't make something up.
"Well, it's probably not something we should talk about right now." How lame was that?
"Oh, were you getting naughty thoughts?"