I had just gotten out of the shower. My towel was wrapped around my head and another around my body. I quickly toweled off in preparation of events to come. I was growing more excited as every minutes passed as I ran lotion over my freshly shaved legs and pussy. Almost sprinting down the stairs I made my way haphazardly toward my room. Once there, I shuffled through my clothes until I found it…the orange dress. It’s his favorite. He could never resist me when I wore that dress, even if he wanted to. It was almost like I was wearing a giant sign that said “Fuck Me”. I glided it over my naked body and slid it to its accustomed position. I could see why he loved it so much. The material was extremely tight and actually exposed the figure I would normally hide under sweaters, sweat pants and t-shirts. My chest looked big in this outfit too. Of course he’d argue with me that that’s because they are big…and I agree. As I dried my hair and applied some mascara I could feel myself getting a little wetter. I wasn’t wearing a thong today. The weather man reported hot and humid conditions, so I decided to go free. Finally, I dialed his number to let him know I was leaving.
My black leather seats were extremely hot against my thighs, but it was hardly noticeable. I rolled the windows down, played some Dave, and off I was. The heavy hair actually felt good blowing along the back of my neck. After traveling for what seemed like hours I ended up at our meeting place. I scanned the parking lot for his car but didn’t see it. Good, this gave me a few minutes to prepare. I brushed through my hair again, adjusted my chest in my dress, and pulled it down a little considering it grew quite short when I sat. A few moments after that I saw his car pull up next to mind and he turned to look at me with a huge smile upon his face. I smiled back and shot him a devilish glare. I slowly got out of my car…letting him see that my legs were bare before standing up. His eyes wondered over my body for a few moments and I looked at him with his half surprised half excited face. I was beaming.
I leaned over a little bit to open his car door and to give him a little peak of what was under my dress. His eyes flashed and I slid onto his already cool fabric seats. I shut the door and we were off. Normally we just drove around, taking in some of the sights and talking, but I couldn’t stand it. I hadn’t seen him for three weeks and my hormones were racing. Almost as soon as we exited the busy lot I leaned up against him, slid his hand onto my thigh and whispered in his ear “I want you.” With that he grinned. We still had some daylight hours so we couldn’t retire to our secret “spot”. We continued to drive around for a bit. While he drove I ran my tongue around his ear and playfully kissed his neck. I looked down and could see his cock starting to bulge through his pants. Just the sight of that made me wetter. My body wanted so badly to feel him. Feel him near me, up against me, inside of me. But since I couldn’t have him, I decided to do the next best thing.
I continued to nibble at his neck and slowly started to let my hand slide down his chest. Quietly he questioned, “What are you doing?” I just smiled, gave out a little giggle and then continued. I slid my hand to the top of his pants. I let one of my fingers slip under the fabric and glide across his waist. He trembled slightly. Then smoothly I unbuttoned his pants. I leaned over in my seat to bring my lips to the zipper. I grasped it between my teeth and slid it completely down. His cock rose slightly under his boxers.
“Aww, seems like someone has missed me,” I pouted. I wrapped my fingers around his cock and brought it through the hole in his boxers. A drop of pre-cum had formed at the head of his cock. I let my thumb glide over it and swirled it over his head. “Oh,” I sighed.
“What’s wrong, dear?” he asked.
