You know what it is like when you are fast asleep & you hear the phone start – are you dreaming it or not? Well I opened my eyes to look at the bedside clock to see it was just after midnight & the phone was actually ringing, I wasn’t dreaming.
“Hello,” I said groggily.
“Hi, Rod It’s Tracy, we urgently need a favour, can you help us?” the bubbly voice of our neighbour asked.
“Sure,” I answered automatically.
Tracy went on to explain that she & her husband, Dan, were at a fancy party with some friends and the nominated driver had had too much to drink. They needed to get home as their daughter, Jackie, had a dance class in the morning and they needed to pick her up from Tracy’s sister’s house after breakfast. Tracy went on to give me directions on how to get there as I started to get up & get dressed. I explained to my wife, Helen, what was happening before leaving to go & pick up our neighbours.
As I started driving down the road for the hour drive south to Leicestershire I put a rock CD on to wake myself up as I headed out to the motorway. Our neighbours are what some might call ‘Yuppies’. Tracy is an accountant, full of life & very beautiful, and who likes shopping. Dan is a lawyer and is quite quiet, but a very nice guy. Their home is full of the latest & greatest of what is new & fashionable in clothing, appliances, entertainment & furniture. As I cruised South on the empty motorway I was betting against myself as to who would be the most drunk of the two as they liked their red wine & they hung out with a bunch of yuppies that lived life to the max. Well the party was at a large country house complete with long gravel drive as I drove slowly up it to this huge house with all the lights burning through the windows & with music coming through the open door. Boy, did this look to be a fancy do.
After parking as close to the house as possible, among all the posh cars, I walked up to the great entrance of the house & entered the hall. The doorman met me & I explained that I had come to collect Tracy & Dan. As the doorman went off to find them I gazed around at the string quartet playing in the main room and the 70 or so folk dressed up in their finest, dancing & drinking to their hearts content. Tracy & Dan walked towards me out of the crowd with the doorman supporting a very drunk Dan.
Well what a sight the pair made. Dan was in his tux and Tracy looked absolutely stunning in this long blue satin dress that shimmered all the way door to the floor. I had never seen her looking so beautiful, even when I had seen her arriving home from work in her tight business suits. The dress had a slit up each side showing her legs as she walked unsteadily towards me into the hall. As she got closer I could see the dress had a plunging neckline showing some magnificent cleavage. The triangles of satin over her breasts were held up by a fine string passing around her long neck which supported a beautiful jeweled necklace. I hoped my mouth hadn’t dropped open, lusting at the beautiful neighbour in front of me. As Tracy moved closer to the door the cool air blowing in caused her nipples to harden as she came up to me, making a beautiful sight & the trip out in the middle of the night well worthwhile.
“Rod, you are such a great neighbour, Anne & Tony got pissed and we must get home tonight ready for Jackie in the morning, you are such an angel,” purred Tracy under the influence of too many drinks and she leaned forward to give me a kiss on the cheek, which was a bonus to the trip.
We managed to get Dan loaded into the back seat & strapped him in, and then I opened the passenger door for Tracy. As she lowered herself into the front seat her lovely, shapely legs came into view as the material of her dress slide to one side, what a fantastic sight to behold in the early morning in front of this great country hall. I thanked the doorman for his help with Dan, and climbed in the car to head home.
I put on the heater to keep them both warm as I drove down the long gravel drive and once on the road I selected a nice soft easy listening CD on the multi changer and eased back as I worked my way along the country lanes towards the motorway. I looked at Dan in the rear view mirror & saw he was fast asleep but was breathing evenly. Looking to my left Tracy was leaning back against the head rest gently humming to ‘Easy Lover’ by Lionel Ritchie as it played through the speakers & wafted around the car. With the lanes winding left & right as we drove it was necessary to keep changing gear and the back of my left hand kept brushing lightly against Tracy’s satin covered leg. What a morning this was starting to become as I joined the motorway & cruised northwards.
As we passed the first illuminated junction I looked left again to see Tracy asleep, her beautiful & magnificent cleavage rising & falling as she gently breathed. I had a quick glance to check that Dan was still asleep as I started to get lustful thoughts about the situation. I gently slide the back of my hand against Tracy’s leg as if I was still changing gears, but all I got was a slight sigh. As I cruised northwards for the next half an hour on the empty motorway I gently stroked the long outside of Tracy’s leg feeling electric thrills through the hairs on the back of my hand as the satin excited me. Slowly I rubbed the satin slit of her dress so the material fell away between her legs & exposed her long beautiful leg below her thigh.