After getting changed to head over to Ann's folk's house, I sat down in the T.V. room. She was busy finishing up in the bathroom. I killed time by watching some Christmas Day football on the television downstairs. Ann had picked out clothes for me to wear again; a green sweater, khaki colored Dockers, and loafers, I hated the sweater, but she again left underwear out of the equation, so I figured, whatever she had planned would be worth the trouble of being her little 'Ken" doll again today.
"Well, what do you think?" I heard her sweet voice behind me.
I turned around to look, she looked fantastic as usual. First I noticed she was still wearing the ear rings I had just given her this morning. Her hair was down now, her gorgeous auburn locks framing her face. She had on a white suit jacket, buttoning in the front, green silk camisole behind it, a white skirt that matched the jacket, and finishing off her legs were a pair of white, 3 inch heels, 'something mildly sensible for 'mom's' house' I thought to myself. She spun around, I couldn't see any trace of a panty line through the skirt, so either she was commando like me or had on a tiny thong that I couldn't see at all.
"You look, amazing.......as usual!" I cheerfully remarked.
She walked towards me and I stood and embraced her, she smelled fantastic too.
"Let's get going, you know how my Mom is about being on-time!" she said to me, rolling her eyes. Her parents always was anal about our time of arrival, come to think of it, you could set your watch by their daily activities.
I just smiled, patted her on the ass and made my way to the front door. She stopped to pick up the gifts for her parents and siblings, and their kids; then followed me out the door and into her car.
She tossed me the keys so I could drive. I love driving her car. It was definitely Ann, a BMW M3 convertible, bright red, with white leather interior. A complete change from my pickup, it was fast, sleek, and cornered like it was on rails. I put the top down as it was a warm desert Christmas Day, and I pulled out of the driveway, obnoxiously accelerating the 300+ horses out of the street and began our 30 minute commute to her folk's house.
She kept flipping the visor down to look in the mirror and played with her earrings as we drove, the wind gently licking at her hair. She giggled and leaned over to me several times during the drive, telling me how much she loved them.
I just smiled and drove entirely too fast, tearing down the carpool lane at over 85mph, taking advantage of the complete lack of traffic.
I could see out of the corner of my eye that she was looking at me from her side of the car. I glanced over; she was unbuttoning her jacket buttons. She pulled the lapels back exposing her green silk camisole, tight against her breasts. She cupped both her breasts in her hands, instantly making her nipples poke through the thin fabric. She pinched each one, eliciting a moan from her luscious mouth. My cocked throbbed in my pants, thickening with each new movement she made.
I tried to focus on the road, but she was giving me quite the show. I had to keep us safe, but couldn't pull my eyes away from her for more than a second at a time. My erection was very noticeable now in my Dockers thanks to my complete lack of underwear.
She licked her lips and lifted her top up over her breasts, her milky white skin spilling free her round breasts to the sun and the wind. She continued her massaging and pinching of her nipples. I couldn't stand it, I was so hard now, precum was beginning to leak out of the tip of my cock and was in danger of creating a very hard to explain wet spot on the front of my pants.
She then leaned over, and whispered into my ear, taking my cock in her grasp at the same time.
"Thank you again for my earrings, think you can focus on the road while I satisfy my hunger?" she whispered, her lips touching my sensitive ears and sending an electrified current directly to my stiffening pole.
She didn't wait for an answer, her other hand yanked down my zipper, and reached in and pulled my now fully erect cock out. The swirling wind and warm sunshine were a nice surprise from the dark confines of my pants. Now throbbing hard in her hand, she wasted no time at all in slipping her mouth over my cock.
Her head bobbed slowly at first, swirling her head and hands in rhythm together. Then she began speeding up her efforts. Slowly building to a moderate pace, making sure that with each stroke she ran her hand up and down the entire length of my veiny shaft, as her mouth worked over my rigid head, throbbing in her hot mouth.
As she worked, I tried to pay attention to the road, I slowed a bit, not being able to hold the necessary concentration to keep us safe at over 80, I had slowed to a legal 65. We still passed traffic on our right. I'm pretty sure that the convertible was not the most secluded vehicle in which to get a blow job in, and while she continued her road head efforts, I'm sure I noticed more than a few drivers taking notice. I turned me on even more knowing that people could see her pleasuring me.
She continued her efforts on my swollen member; it felt incredible to have her slipping me in and out of her succulent mouth. She expertly slid her fingers along my shaft, milking the precum into her waiting mouth.
