The Sedan Stowaway

"God damn kid. How many times have I told him to not leave anything in the car." Charles picked up the bag of fast food from the passenger seat floorboard and walked it to the trash. He had loaned his car out to his oldest son for a big date last night and this was how he treated it. Well it would be a long time till he gets to borrow the car again. That's for sure.

He got back in and started the car, backing out of the garage and down the driveway. He had made it at least twenty miles before he heard something in the backseat. He looked in the mirror to see you young woman looking back at him. It caused him such a shock he ran a red light and almost hit a minivan.

She was young 18 maybe 19. She must have gone out with Jason his son last night.

He found a place to park and turned around to face the stowaway. She was just wearing a t-shirt and panties and there wasn't much left to the imagination. Her young perky tits were wide awake this morning, her nipples pressed against her t-shirt. Her t-shirt was short and didn't cover her midriff. Her legs were beautiful, long tan and smooth. And her thin cotton panties did not conceal anything. He was having a hard time not staring.

"So you went out with Jason last night I gather? What's your name?"

"I'm Hanna. but no, I'm not with Jason. I was with Jake, his friend."

Oh Jake. He was a real piece of work. He wished that Jason wouldn't hang around him but they were best friends.

"Well what are you doing here?!" He was still pretty shocked at discovering he wasn't alone on his commute that morning.

"I'm not really sure. The last thing I remember was leaving the movie."

"You mean you fell asleep in the car and they just left you there?"

"Uh I guess so."

"Well put your clothes on. I can let you out here. You can catch a bus back to your place I am sure."

She looked around. But then she said, "I don't think my clothes are here?"

"What do you mean your clothes aren't here. Where else would they be?"

"I don't know yesterday I had on a skirt and a sweater and now they're gone."

How could this happen of all days? he thought to himself. It was too late to go back now. He had an important meeting with a client and he wasn't going to abandon this girl in this parking lot dressed in a t-shirt and panties.

"Well I guess you will have to stay in the car until my meeting is done. But use that blanket back there to cover up with and stay out of sight."

He got one more look at his travel companion before turning back around. She was just sitting there without trying to cover herself in anyway as if it were perfectly normal to be sitting in her underwear with a man she just met.

She was a beautiful girl. He would have loved to take one of those breasts in his mouth. His let his eyes wander down between her legs and saw that the pink color of her lips was visible outside of the hem of her panties. He felt himself stiffen at that and tried unsuccessfully to avert his eyes.

He mustn't think like that. She could be his daughter. He was literally more than twice as old she was.

He spoke over his shoulder to his uninvited passenger, "Now remember no one absolutely no one can see you, ok?"

"Okay" she smiled and ducked under the blanket.

They arrived at his office about a half hour later without any disturbances. He locked the car and looked to make sure that the blanket completely hid the delicate cargo he was smuggling. Apparently she had fallen asleep again and the blanket had slipped down. He went to the back seat to cover her back up again.

He straightened the blanket so that no one would think about it if they happened to pass by. As he did so, he inadvertently brushed his hand across her exposed ass.

"Hey" she said, waking up at his touch.

"Oh good you're awake. Now remember you have to stay under here the whole time." he repeated for at least the fourth time. "I will be back as soon as I can."

Charles closed the door and quickly walked across the parking lot to his insurance office.

If he had turned to look behind him, he would have seen two brown eyes clandestinely watched from the backseat as he walked across the parking lot to his small office.

His meeting went as planned but the whole time he couldn't help but think of the scantily clad teenager concealed not 50 feet away from here. He thought about the way her nipples had protruded through her thin t-shirt and how her firm ass had felt under his hand. He thought about that soft pink flesh that he had witnessed between her legs. Needless to say he did not get much work done.

Around 10:45 he went to the deli next store and picked up two sandwiches and a water. Nonchalantly he walked to his car. He got into the driver's seat and turned around. The blanket was gone.

He stared at the empty back seat. He even went outside and opened the back door to see if somehow impossibly she could be back there but he had missed her. But no she was no longer in the car.

He looked around the parking lot but there was no sign of a teenage girl walking around in a blanket or in her underwear for that matter. Where could she be?

He shook his head and walked back to his office. He opened the door of his private office and was greeted by the now familiar sight of a girl in her panties sitting in his visitor's chair.

"Hanna, what are you doing here?" he said exasperated.

"I had to go."

"But we agreed you would stay there."

"I had to go." she said again this time indicating with her chin the bathrooms down the hall.

"But what if someone had seen you?"

"Don't worry," she said. "Nobody did. I was careful"

"Yeah, well maybe. But now what are we going to do with you. I have an 11 o'clock appointment."

Just then there was a knock on his door. He looked up at the clock on the wall. Three minutes past eleven already!

"Quick, get under my desk!"

At least she was flexible this girl and didn't seem to mind tight spaces. She got underneath his desk without any delay and after quickly looking around he went and opened the door for his next client, Mrs Roland.

He sat at his desk and tried to look normal as his legs pressed up against the girl underneath his desk. He tried to give his undivided attention to Mrs Roland and her questions about whether she should get a full comprehensive package or a partial package but his mind was more focused on his own growing package and what the girl was thinking who had very little to look at besides the growing bulge under his trousers.

"Mrs Roland, you really want to be prepared. You never can tell what might happen when you're driving. That's why I recommend the comprehensive package." A snicker erupted from under his desk. Mrs Roland looked about. Charles ignored it. A few minutes later though he had a harder time ignoring the presence of the girl under his desk as he felt her gently stroking his inner leg. It was tickling and exciting at the same time. She traced his instep within inches of his crotch and he reflexively kicked. Again a quiet giggle came from the office furniture. Mrs. Roland was visibly confused but Charles continued on. They only met for about 20 minutes but it felt to him like an hour. Finally, Mrs Roland said goodbye and agreed to call him with her decision.

Once she was safely gone, Charles helped her out from underneath the desk. Regardless of what she did, he always tried to be a perfect gentlemen, but this girl was so beautiful and her clothes were so thin and revealing, that each time he looked at her he couldn't help but stare at her tits or her panties. This time was no exception. As she leaned over to get out from under the desk he had a clear view down her shirt of her small breasts and her soft pink nipples coming down to a point.

"What were you thinking under there with those games?" he said letting his frustration out.

"I saw the way you looked at me. I thought maybe you would like it." She smiled. "Besides it was boring under there I thought I would have a little fun."

He felt himself stiffen again and this time he didn't mind adjusting himself in front of her. It was better to do it once and get it over with than to try to ignore a boner that everyone can see. As he touched himself though he knew he had mad a mistake. No amount of adjusting was going to solve this, and his hand on himself was just making it worse. This had to end now one way or another.

Does he...

A. find away for her to leave dressed decently?

B. tell her, he's sorry but she is just going to have to get home on her own, he can't help her anymore?

C. ask her to help relieve some of his tension?

A. He just needs to find something for the girl to wear so that she can leave.

Charles did a survey of the office. An umbrella, a light weight jacket, baseball cap. Those things would help but what about her bottom half? He looked around for something. Anything. But there was nothing that would work. If only he had work out clothes or something. He looked down and realized that there was one pair of pants in the office -his own. It was crazy but at least it would get this girl out of here. He was afraid that if she were here much longer the temptation might get too much for him and he might take advantage of her.

"Here, you can take my pants.", he said and starting unbuttoning his trousers. This would be okay. He could work from behind his desk and he could get Jason to bring him a pair of pants when school gets out. Yeah this could work.

She watched as he removed his pants surprised and a little concerned. Her eyes were transfixed on the hard cock that he had been trying to hide all day, that he had now so hastily brought out on display.

He noticed her looking and realized that this could have perhaps been done differently. When suddenly the door to the office opened.

Mrs Roland stepped in. "I wanted to say I have made my decision..." She looked at Charles, and then at the girl and then back to Charles. "Oh excuse me." and she rushed back out the door.

Charles ran after her his pants around his ankles, "Its not what you think!"

But she was already gone.

B. This is too much. The girl just has to go. Now.

"Look, honey, I'm really sorry about all of this, but this is it. I can't have you sneaking around the parking lot and hiding under my desk and touching me. You've just got to go." Charles really hated to say it but it was the truth. This was just too crazy.

"No, that's fine. It's ok. Really." She looked down at herself. It's a warm day. Maybe I was out jogging right? Or a sun bathing, see if I roll my shirt up like this it kind of looks like a bikini top." She demonstrated how she could roll her shirt up making her shirt even smaller.

Charles thought that was a terrible idea. But you know what? It wasn't his business anymore. This was her deal.

"Okay good luck." He looked at her one more time. Damn she was hot. He couldn't just let her out like that. He had to at least call her a cab.

"Look, wait", he said. Let me call you a cab. It's a long ways back to the neighborhood. They waited in silence in his office until the cab arrived.

He walked her to the door and she got in the back of the cab. The driver didn't even bat an eye. I guess he sees a lot, Charles thought. He gave her a hundred dollars and told her to get her home safe.

Later that afternoon he was still thinking about this mornings adventures and how cute she looked in those cotton panties when he got a knock on the door.

"Hmm, a drop-in," he thought to himself. He opened the door and was greeted by two police officers in uniform.

"Hello sir, we'd like to talk with you about reports of solicitation going on at this address. Can we come in? Please"

Charles could see the taxi driver in the parking lot. He was talking with the employees of the deli next store and pointing his way.

C. The temptation is just too much. Charles needs some relief.

Holding himself in his hand, he realized that there really was just one logical solution for this crazy situation. He looked at her slender body and knew that he had to have her. She had made it clear that she was open to "having some fun".

This all started in the car and that's where they needed to get back to. He looked at his schedule for today. Six more appointments. He wrote out a quick email explaining that he would have to reschedule due to a family emergency and sent the emails to each of his appointments. He then turned the sign on the door to closed and telling Hanna to stay back he quickly walked to the car. He pulled up to the front door of the office and motioned her to come. She ran out the door and into the back seat giggling as she ran.

"What are you laughing about?" He asked.

"Oh everything, this whole situation. It's crazy. I have been in my panties all morning ducking behind desks and cars. It's hilarious if you think about."

"You know. You're right." He laughed too. "Come on let's get out of here."

"Where are we going?"

"Where we should have gone in the first place a nice quiet place to get you out of those panties."

She giggled.

"What are you laughing about now?"

"We don't need to go far to get my panties off." she said, holding her panties out and tossing them onto his lap.

He picked up the white cotton. It was still warm. He looked over his shoulder to the backseat. She was leaning forward, her arms wrapped around the passenger seat and her legs open with a mischievous grin on her face.

Charles looked at the young shaved pink pussy that he had been fantasizing about all morning. He had to fuck this girl.

The drove a little further down a wooded road where they wouldn't be disturbed. Hanna continued to tease Charles as he drove. She blew into his ear. She kissed him on the cheek. She reached around the driver's seat and started to unbutton Charles' pants. It was all that Charles could do just to keep that car on the road and to avoid interest by police. As he pulled into a parking spot under some trees, he felt Hanna's finger in her mouth. He tasted her cum on her finger and knew that he could wait no longer.

He turned to the backseat and instead of going through the door he squeezed between the two front seats. He took the little minx in his arms and quickly removing her top.

He took those soft young breasts into his hands. The were so perfect. He took her nipples into his mouth and felt them harden under his tongue. Her young body was so responsive to his touch it was marvelous.

He pushed her up against the back door and licked her slick little slit. The taste of her filled his mouth. He knew he needed to fill her with his cum and see it pouring out of this mischievous little pussy that he had been staring at through her panties all morning. He picked her up and pulled her into himself. She straddled him while he sat in the middle of the back seat. If anyone had come by at the moment the would have gotten quite a sight.

Her wet pussy easily took his cock but it was such a tight fit. He wasn't sure if he had ever felt a pussy so tight. He kissed her tits and pulled her into himself and he felt her orgasm just as he himself came.

Afterward, there wasn't much to talk about. She slipped on her clothes again and they drove back to their end of town without talking.

When he arrived at her house he asked her if she would be able to get in alright.

"Oh sure." she said. "I found my skirt and my sweater as we driving back. They were under the passenger seat the whole time."

He looked back and sure enough she was a perfectly decently dressed young woman. But she smiled at him and lifted up her skirt. There were no panties on anymore.

"I thought you might like to keep these." she said with a smile. And then she was gone.

He watched her go into her parents' house and held the panties to his face. He breathed in her scent and then slipped the white cotton garment into his pocket and drove away.

He was going to have to talk with Jason about leaving things in the car.