Discontented

Highway

          We drove down the Eastern State highway. Music softly playing in the background while the low rumble of my blood red Audi I6 on the somewhat bumpy road filled in whatever gaps of silence there were. It was almost 1 am, and the mood in the car was very , very lusty. The music didn't help either and I could see her twitch in her seat through the reflection in the glass, every time Rihanna said certain things. I couldn't help but smile. She was horny, I knew it, i made sure of it since its been exactly three weeks since I gave her any sort of sexual intimacy, however I made certain to tease her every chance I got, like when I take my showers. 

          When I'd walk out the shower I'd conveniently forget my towel in the room at times and walk in on her naked and wet. She'd see me and start complaining about the water marks I'm leaving on the floor but quickly fade out as the initial feelings get replaced by a thick atmospheric lechery and silence. At which point she'd either offer to "handle everything" or as of late, take a more aggressive approach, walk over to me and start kissing me. But I'd walk away when she starts getting too frisky. Now however I had nowhere to walk off to, but things were still going as expected.

          While I was dreaming off her hand found its way on my leg, then my inner thigh and then slowly up my leg till she paused at the tip of my semi erect dick. I ignored it and she was more than happy to take it as a sign to proceed. I focused on driving but in my peripheral vision i could see she readjusted herself. She was now on her knees on the seat, ass up in the air as her skirt slid up her back from the shaking of the car. I couldn't see any color so I guess she wasn't wearing anything under that plaited skirt. She had such a nice body, I couldn't help but turn and look at her. I knew from her soft purrs and groans she was dying for my reaction, for my permission.

          My eyes fell on her plump round ass, slightly jiggling whenever the car shook, i was right, she wasn't wearing anything under the skirt, and ind the dim reflection on the glass I saw between her legs were glistening with moisture. My eyes traveled down her smooth, light brown back till her skin stopped and the rest of her clothes started. Our eyes met and it felt like hours that i stared into those lust glazed eyes, eyes that were begging for attention. Ciara- Body Party came on next. I took one arm off the steering and passed it through her hair. A small moan escaped her mouth. She was hungry.....famished, good because I was just getting started.