Interstate 89 runs south from Swanton to Burlington, Vermont, where it swings east into the mountains. It's a good road, smooth, multi-lane, perfect for cruising, or it would be if it weren't for the 65 mph speed limit! The Kia Rio was a comfortable car, and Sue was a good driver, smooth, keeping the car on cruise control, five miles above the speed limit. The staties didn't often bother you if you kept within ten percent of the limit.
Sue and I chatted as we drove, we had a lot to learn about each other. After all, we hadn't yet known each other a full day, but already knew that 'like' didn't nearly cover the way we felt about each other. But to fill in the picture, we had to find out everything we could, where we came from, our likes and dislikes, our hopes, wishes and plans. So much to learn, and so much time to do it in.
As we chatted, I put my hand on Sue's bare thigh and gently massaged it. "Hey, what do you think you're doing, Ritchie-Rich?" giggled Sue. "You might cause an accident, you realize that?"
"I don't think so." I replied optimistically. "I mean, you wouldn't want to nip a new relationship in the bud, would you?"
Her thigh felt wonderful, smooth, soft, silky, and as I stroked, I could feel my erection rising, constricted by the tightness of my jeans, which encouraged me to slide up her thigh, under the hem of her short skirt to discover, minx, that she was not wearing panties! Not only was she not wearing panties, but I could tell that the moist, soft folds of her inner lips were already peeking out from between her swollen and spreading outer lips!
"Don't, for one moment, try to tell me that you weren't hoping I'd do this, you sexy woman." I grinned, "Not only are you not wearing panties but you were ready for me long before I started stroking your leg!" As I spoke, my fingers continued to play with her soft folds, which were growing wetter by the moment, extending further and further as I stroked.
"There, up ahead!" she gasped.
"What?"
"Pulloff. I'm stopping."
The pulloff was deep and wooded. We drove rapidly to the furthest corner, literally screeched to a halt, two seats immediately crashed to maximum recline, Sue was under me, my cock was buried deep in her cunt and I was thrusting into her, faster and faster. Such was our level of excitement that we came fast and almost immediately, simultaneously, my cum spurting copiously into her waiting cunt as we screamed with the joy of it all.
I collapsed onto her. "Wow, I wasn't expecting that!" I gasped.
"Surprised you, did I?" giggled Sue.
"Surprised me? Honey I could use a few more surprises like that."
"Oh, I think we can manage that. After all, we're going to be spending quite a bit of time together. But right now, get off me you big lunk, get me a towel from the trunk, or I'll be sitting in your cum all the way to Boston. Oh, here's a warning, when it's your turn to drive, you'd better not be wearing any underpants, so that I can whip your cock out and give you a blowjob whenever I feel like it. In fact, you'd better seriously consider not wearing underpants at any time from now on. I like to get frisky too, remember!"
I eased myself off Sue, put myself away, zipped up, got out of the car and walked quickly to the back of the car, where I retrieved a small towel. I noticed that a van had pulled up close to us and a woman was looking out, an enormous grin on her face, When she caught my eye, I could see her hands clapping behind the window. I blushed furiously.
I hurriedly reentered the car, handed the towel to Sue, who had returned to her seat, and watched as she placed the towel between her legs, not before time, as I could see that my cum was already seeping out of her.
"Why on earth are you blushing, honey?" she asked. "Surely you must have seen this before?"
"No, it's not that." I replied, and told her about the applause we had received from the girl in the neighboring van, which made her blush as well.
I was beginning to get a very good feeling about this. Not only was I to have the company of a lovely woman I already liked tremendously, but she appeared to be as highly sexed as was I. I could imagine many exciting adventures to come (cum?)!
"What a wonderful start to the day!" exclaimed Sue, as we pulled back onto I89, and we began to climb, past Montpelier, Vermont's capital, down through Hanover and Lebanon, to join Interstate 93 just south of Concord, New Hampshire. All the time, I kept my hand on Sue's thigh as it gave us both considerable pleasure.
"Where are we staying in Boston?" Sue asked as we approached the city.
"The Parker House, on School Street." I replied. Sue gave a squeal of glee.
"I've always wanted to stay there." she gasped. "That's one of the oldest hotels in Boston."
"It is." I replied. "Plus it's on the Freedom Trail, which is exactly what I wanted. Does it sound alright for you, sweetheart?"
"You'd better believe it, Ritchie. How long do we stay there?"
"A week. I made a reservation before I left and changed it from a single to a double room while you were in the restroom at Mickey D's."
"Can we afford a week, Ritchie? It must cost a lot."
"What do you mean 'we', Sue? You're my guest, and I know I can afford it."
"Oh honey, that's so sweet of you, but I can pay my way, really. Don't forget, I did invite myself on this trip."
