The engine of the car growled hungrily as I sped along the road. Recognising the sound I adjusted my dark sun glasses and sped off the highway into the city. I slowed as I looked for a place to rest and find a fuel source. Then I saw the main street and a cafe that allowed me to park the car near me. I turned off the engine and looked the car admiring the gleam of the silver and red paintwork as the sun caught it. I thought it truly beautiful and I knew that I was not alone in my feeling for many people admired my vehicle.
Then she was there. She was in her early twenties perhaps, had long blonde hair in a ponytail, I could make out pert breasts beneath a light pink t-shirt and her long toned legs were shown off extending from her short mini-skirt and ended in two sharp-heeled shoes. Her hand lightly touched the car and I smiled as I saw how the hand rested against the car.
I stood and gathering my black leather jacket about me I made my way back to the car.
"Would you like a ride?" I said and she swung to see me.
I saw that she was breathing heavily and even now she could not withdraw her hand from the red paintwork. I smiled and made my offer again. I saw suspicion war with her lust and then her lips half-opened she nodded. Smiling I opened the door and helped her onto the cream leather bucket seats. I eased myself behind the wheel and started the engine. Again there was that hungry growl but also there was the hum of well working machinery.
As I made my way onto the highways and accelerated smoothly the air whipped over us and her hair flew back. I saw her moving her hips rhythmically against the leather. Her mouth opened in pleasure and I could make out her nipples standing erect and aroused. I smiled again and turned to her.