I picked you up outside your work, as arranged. You were late, but told me a customer had held you back as you tried to finish your shift. You jumped into the van and we headed off. We'd met before, for a coffee, and both wanted more. You'd told me how your panties had got all wet as you thought about my cock inside you. This time, you had more time and you wanted more than just the peck on the lips you'd had last time we left each other.
You asked me to take you somewhere quiet and secluded and we drove through the traffic to a little spot I knew. Only dog walkers went up there, even if it was right next to a major dual carriageway. It took about ten minutes to get there, all the time, you stroking my cock through my jeans, making it hard as I fought my way through the traffic. One good thing about the van was the bench seats at the front and you chose to sit on the one next to me. I could smell your perfume and enjoyed the glimpses I had of your breasts through your skimpy top. Your nipples were hard and jutting out as you caressed my cock. Damn the traffic, I thought, I want to kiss you ... |
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