We were on our way back to her apartment. We had been hanging out with friends, had a couple of drinks, smoked a little. It was late afternoon on a Sunday and the sun had already dipped below the horizon, leaving only the last of its amber light behind.
I put my hand on her knee. She smiled back at me. We both knew what was coming when we got back. We sat silently listening to a Gomez track playing lightly in the background, the road rumbling away beneath us. I started thinking more about what I was going to do to her when we got back. When I have the time I always try to come up with some plan to make it special. This time I was drawing a blank. Would I take her missionary? Eat her out for a while, then come up and slip inside her? Maybe I should flip her over and lick her from behind, then enter her doggy style? Boring. My mind raced through different positions, different ideas for foreplay. Nothing that we hadn't already done. Nothing that would make this night different. Still, the picture of her naked body, the inevitable wetness of her vagina, got me going and I felt the erection straining at my jeans. I shifted to adjust myself and she noticed. Her eyes lit up.
"Don't start without me!" she joked. I smiled and turned on my blinker to pass a truck. Suddenly I turned to her and said,
"Show this trucker your boobs." She looked at me incredulously.
"Are you serious?"
"Sure." I replied, half-jokingly. I didn't really expect her to do it, but as she released her belt, untucked her camisole and reached around to unsnap her bra I slowed down, close to the cab. She looked behind, no other cars coming behind us. She quickly grabbed the sides of her camisole, raised it up to her neck and lifted her perfect breasts up to the window. Though I couldn't see them, I imagined the rings hanging from her perky nipples bouncing with the bumps in the road.
I thought we were going to be run right off the road! The truck swerved, and then regained control. I sped up and left the bewildered trucker behind. Looking in the rearview mirror I saw the guy waving his hand - his eyes bulging in excitement.
She collapsed back in her seat, and I could see her heart pounding with exhilaration. She laughed and stomped her foot. Turning to me with wide eyes she said,
"That was amazing! I've never done anything like that before!" I was laughing too. That look on the trucker's face was priceless.
"Do you want to do it again?" I asked.
"Yes!"
We passed a few more trucks to create a little distance. Finally we began passing a bright green hauler.
"Get ready." She turned in her seat and grabbed the edges of her shirt. Again, I brought the car next to the cab and slowed down. As she lifted those perfect boobs up to the window, the nipples, now poking straight out, brushed the glass and the jewelry tinged against it. Again, the cab swerved with uncertainty, then stabilized. This time I held my course and she craned her neck to get a look at the driver. She laughed and pushed them back up for one more display before falling back in to her seat. The driver blared his horn in appreciation as we sped off.
We were both giddy with excitement. She sat in her seat, a huge grin on her face. Her unclipped bra bulged uncomfortably under her shirt. As she reached back to reconnect it I said,
"Just take it off." She complied, slipping the straps off her arms and throwing it on to the back seat. Her nipples stretched the thin fabric of her cami and I could see the perfect outline, along with the bobbled rings hanging from them. How I loved sucking those tits! The taste of her skin, mixed with the metallic taste of her jewelry, and the two textures - one so soft and the other hard and smooth. I started getting hard again, and the excitement had clearly aroused her also. She reached over and stroked the bulge and I pushed back against her hand. Looking straight ahead I said matter of fact.
