I get the call that you've arrived. I've been waiting for this call all day! More hurriedly now, i finish the last touches of my primping session by applying a hint of gloss to my lips. One last tug on my stockings before slipping into my heels, a quick cinch at the belt of my overcoat to ensure I keep warm, and a last glance at the mirror before walking out the door... I'm on my way.

I see you standing there waiting for me, and just as sure as my heart begins to flutter, I'm instantly wet. I've always been amazed by this effect you have over me. Even after all this time. And I like it very much.

You climb into the passenger seat, noticing my stockings immediately...I can tell your pleased with my decision to wear them as you cant seem to keep your hands to yourself, running your fingertips from the bend of my knee and upwards to my inner thigh, all the while taking my breath away as you inch your way closer to where I so desperately want your hands to go. My hips are instinctively moving in the direction of your touch...you know the effect you have on me...and just to prove it, you stop just before you get there. Such a tease!

My inability to sit still gives my state of arousal away, and for a brief moment you casually sit back with a smug grin across your face. You like having this effect on me, don't you?! Knowing this turns me on even more.

As i begin to drive, I look over at you to offer the same grin as i slowly, and deliberately, unfasten the 2 lower buttons of my overcoat.. revealing the top of my thigh highs, while offering you a flirtatious glimpse into what is just below button number 3. Suddenly you're not so smug anymore, as I know you're anxious to see.

Your hands, though slightly more eager now, have once again found their way to the place they should have never left. As I loosen and untie my belt, you continue to unfasten my coat, unveiling my secret. Buttons number 3, 4, and 5 have been hiding nothing more than my bare skin. Taking my eyes off the road for a brief pause, I glance down at you to observe your reaction...you bury your face into my torso, inhaling deeply, as your lips and tongue leave a trail to just above "there"... I believe you are pleased with this idea, also. You lean back for a moment to show me just how pleased you are. And with this, I am also pleased.

Struggling to keep my eyes on the road, I feel the weight of a heavy stare as you study my profile intently. Without even looking over, I can see through your expression of what you intend to do next...but just as I know you're about to lean in for more, i deliberately close my coat... "Who's a tease now?" I playfully whisper with a heavy exhale.

A small growl escapes your lips as you lean back again into your seat. I realize almost instantly that my playful tease would soon enough backfire as I watch your hand slowly move downward towards your belt buckle.

My heart is beating wildly over the idea of what I believe you are going to do next. And just as I predict, you begin unfastening your belt... I can't keep my eyes away from the fullness in your pants. My mouth is watering now, nearly begging you to unfasten that damn button! But instead, you bypass my mindful plea, slowly stroking yourself through the thickness of the denim layer. I can't peel my eyes off of you. And I am steadily squirming in my seat.

"Keep your eyes on the road." ...You offer an agonizing reminder that I am still driving after all. This is absolute torture, and seemingly unfair. I want to touch you so badly.

Though my eyes are fixed forward, my thoughts are flooded with lustful anticipations. Mmm...if you could only read my mind. As though you had such an ability, you grab my hand, placing it where yours had been just a few seconds ago, pressing my palm into your delicious cock! I can feel your warmth, and my god, you're already so satisfyingly hard. But even so, as i glide my palm over you, I feel your bulge grow even more, making me even wetter to the point now, that I can feel the cool, slickness of it between my thighs, becoming even more apparent as you finally unfasten that damn button, and slowly move the zipper downward. Without hesitation, I slide my hand inside, gripping the tightness of your flesh with my warm, now sweaty palm,...mmm, "god you feel so good." The anticipation within me builds, and I cannot wait to give it (you) my undivided attention.