Why is it when your in a hurry you catch every traffic light and the person in front of you appears to be out on a Sunday drive! I was running late to see a really sexy man and was aching for some really great sex.
I'd spent ages deciding what to wear, corsets, should it be the black or cream, stockings or hold ups or burlesque corset – decisions, decisions! I finally decided I'd try out my new purchase, an all in one fishnet body stocking, I think that will surprise him, and wondered what reaction I would get when he saw me in it? Just the thought of this was making me wet and horny.
Oh no, now its standstill, dual carriageway and its stop go! Then something made me look into the car adjacent to me and there he is, grinning at me. My face obviously telling him how frustrated I was at being held up to meet him.
He poked his tongue out at me laughing. Then he licked his lips, slowly as if it was my pussy lips he was licking, he's teasing me. Even from where I was sat I could see in his eyes he was feeling as horny as I was. Feet away from me, knowing his cock would be hard, and my pussy so wet was making my nipples go hard at the anticipation of us meeting and increasing the intensity of wanting this man.
Side by side our cars moved, he indicated for me to wind down my window as he had just done. He shouts over to me,
"It won't be long, I'll be holding you and we'll be enjoying each other – I am going to make you so wet, and going to fuck you all night!"
I look around wondering what the other car occupants are thinking about this exchange. He laughs he's not embarrassed but he knows I am. I'm trying to ignore him, but failing dismally.
Next time I glance at him he's making as if he's feeling and rubbing his nipples, I know that's what he wants to do to mine, and mine are responding, feeling hard and tight against my top. They are aching for his touch.
Five minutes later and we reach the turn off, only a few minutes more and we will be at the hotel of our rendezvous.