Road Trip Bonding

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John and Erika divorced about two years ago. They have two girls together but all they seemed to do was fight. They cut our loses and moved on with their lives. John has a new woman in his life and Erika has a new man. But even despite the divorce, they remained friends of sorts.

A mutual friend was having a birthday party so instead of driving separately, they decided to drive together. Erika had an extra martini at the party so she felt a tad bit tipsy on the ride home.

She rests her hand on your knee and as you drive, her hand inches a little higher up your thigh.

"John..thank you for coming to the party with me." She said as her hand rests on your thigh as you drive the interstate.
 
John

Looking over at you, I'm still wondering what the hell I was thinking when I decided to go to this party with you. Yeah, we have two kids . . . and yeah, we still get along, sort of, because of the girls . . . but my current girlfriend, Bethany, is not happy about my going with you to this party. So, I know already that I will be sleeping on her couch tonight . . . not in her warm bed next to her.

I could tell before we left that you had been drinking more than you should, so no telling how you will act on the way home . . . and you start by resting your hand on my knee . . . and then on my thigh. When we were dating, that meant I was going to "get lucky" when we got back to your place. No more, baby . . . you've had your turns with me . . .

"Erika . . . just lean back and close your eyes. I'll wake you up when we get to your place. I'm sure what's-his-name will be happy to help you into the house and get you into bed."
 
Nathan, my boyfriend, wasn't happy that I was going to this party with you. But it was a mutual friend of ours and he would have felt our of place. I drank a few glasses of wine so now it was going to my head. I knew you had a new girlfriend..Beth..Beth Anne..something like that. We got divorced a few years back due to all the fighting and arguments but now we seemed on good terms, for the girls sake.

The drive home would be over an hour and a half. I was glad you were driving because I was a little too tipsy. I could feel my dress riding up my leg a little bit. I had kicked off my shoes because the heels were killing my feet.

"Bethy is probably mad you stayed out so late." I laughed a little bit. I had met Beth once or twice and she seemed like a bitch with a stick up her ass but I didn't tell you that, not wanting to fight about your new girlfriend. As long as she was nice to our girls, I didn't really care who you fucked around with.

"I'm not tired yet John." I tell you as my hand rests on your thigh as you drive down the interstate. I let my hand brush across the front of your slacks as you drive but then allowing my hand to inch up your thigh.
 
"Jesus, Erika, her name is Bethany. I know you don't like her, but at least you could be decent enough to remember her name. She is nice to the girls and they seem to like her, although they have only met her a couple of times."

Taking your hand and putting it back on your lap . . . "Keep your hands off of me; save your grabby stuff for Nathan when you get home . . . maybe he can satisfy you later tonight since the kids are staying with your folks, you can get as loud as you want."

When I left to pick you up, Bethany let me know she was ready to cut my dick off just for agreeing to go to this party with you.
 
"Fine..fine..Bethany. I know her name, happy now? No need to throw a hissy fit, John." I say as I take off my seat belt and turn so now that I'm facing you. "Bethany must have cut off your balls because I remember you used to be a lot of fun." I say. Nathan was pretty ticked that I went to this party with you. He didn't particularly like you.

"And it's not like I'm doing anything THAT bad. Just trying to get you to relax a little. " I tell you. "And don't even say you don't like it because I know you do." I say with a flirting smile as I put my hand on your thigh again. I remember how much you always used to like that.

"You always did like it when I got loud." I say. In the back of my mind, I remember all the times we used to fuck like animals. Our bodies slapping together as we fucked each other's brains out. You could always get me to scream in ecstasy.
 
"Damn it, Erika . . . turn around and put your seat belt on . . . and pull your fucking skirt down. I don't care what color your thong is tonight . .. and I definitely have no desire to 'relax'."

Pressing my foot down on the accelerator . . . driving faster than normal, but can't wait to get your ass out of my car . . . and let Nathan take care of you . . . even if Bethany has already frozen me out tonight . . . fuck, probably for a week.
 
I'm usually not so bold but the wine from the party makes me bolder than I ever would be with you. I know my skirt is riding up my tanned, toned legs. Despite you telling me to pull my skirt down, I don't. I let it ride up my sexy legs, letting you catch a glimpse of a pink thong.

I can feel you going faster on the interstate, probably 20 miles over the speed limit. "We both know Bethany has a stick up her ass and you won't be getting any for at least a week. You'll be left to your own devices." I tell you. Despite what you say, I don't put my seat belt back on.

"Why don't you slow down...enjoy the ride down the interstate, John." I say to you, not removing my hand. I slowly inch it up higher, caressing your thigh as I do. I know how much you always used to like it, even if you won't admit it now.

My top is showing a little cleavage, not too much but probably enough for you to notice.
 
Coming up on a rest area, I pull off. "I need to use the restroom . . . and get some fresh air . . . and a bottle of water. Why don't you get a cup of coffee and sober up?"

Yes, I see your pink thong . . . and your top is showing enough for me to see . . . but, fuck, I've seen you naked, so what is a little skin going to do for me right now. The only difference would be if you're doing a different shave on your cunt.

Damn, I just need to get out of the car for a few minutes . . . and get your hand off my thigh . .. as much as I don't want to admit it, you are having a bit of an effect on me . . and you're definitely right about Bethany.
 
"Don't you worry about me, I'm fine." I say to you. "Why don't you go use the little boy's room and get some water. We still have an hour to go or so." I leaned back in the chair. Even if you won't admit it, I know I'm getting to you. I also know I'm totally right about Bethany. From the minute I met her, I knew she had a stuck up her ass. And I know for certain, you won't be getting any for at least a week because you came to the party with me.

I'm hoping during the rest of the ride, I can get you to relax a little bit. Hell, we both deserve to have a little bit of fun. Nathan was being a jerk about me going to the party and I know Bethany wasn't too thrilled with you. And I know you and I can have a little fun on the ride home if you loosen up a little bit.
 
Had to wait for my half stiff cock to settle down before I could even go to the restroom . . . even if we are divorced, that pink thong covering a pussy I know so well is still a bit of a turn-on . . . and you still know how to get me going.

Grabbing a bottle of water and taking my time walking back to the car . . . maybe the stop here in the rest area was enough to get you to fall asleep.
 
It took you forever to come back. I checked messages on my phone but nothing that held my attention. I finally see you coming back and approaching the car. "Took you long enough. And you're the one who is in a hurry to get home to your beloved Bethany even if you won't be getting any." I say to you as my skirt rides up a little. I decide I'll lay off the teasing for a little while, even though I want you to relax.

I know we both could use some fun on this drive though. Nathan was pissed at me for coming with you so I know he won't be touchy feely when I get home. And knowing Bethany, she's stuck up as an Ice Queen..so I know you won't be getting any either. There is a cool air in the car and I can feel my nipples instantly perk up. I decide to turn the heat on low for now.
 
As I get into the car and reach for my seat belt and drop my bottle into the console, I reach over with my hand, run my fingers up your inner thigh and trail a finger across your thong . . . discovering that your thong as not just moist, but wet . . .

"Ready to go . . . ?"
 
"Ready." I say simply. I feel your hand at my inner thigh, then feeling your fingers brush across the front of my thong. I rest my head against the head rest, closing my eyes. Feeling your touch brings back lots of memories and feeling your hand touch me feels familiar. I bring my hand over, inching up your thigh again, squeezing your thigh softly.

"Think you can relax the rest of the drive?" I asked quietly. We were both seeing different people now but there was no harm in having fun. We had at least an hour and a half left to drive. And it was becoming obvious we weren't getting any at home. And we knew how to make each other feel good. So where was the harm in that.
 
"I'm good . . . " Turning my attention back to the interstate, I set the cruise at a reasonable speed and keep my eyes on the road. Removing your hand one more time, "You've had your fun, not go to sleep and let me drive."

I know damn good and well that if I let her keep her hand on my thigh, she won't stop until she has my cock covered with her fingers . . .
 
"John, if you wanted me to go to sleep, you wouldn't have one hand under my skirt." She said softly. "We both can enjoy the ride home...relax a little bit." She said. She felt him move her hand again but she could tell he didn't really want to. She spreads her legs a little more, always did love the way your fingers felt at her thigh.

"A little relaxing on a long drive never hurt anyone." She said. What Bethany and Nathan didn't know wouldn't hurt them. And it's not like we were doing anything terrible...two exes just helping each other relax on a long drive.

She puts her hand back at your thigh, daring you to remove her hand again. But hoping you won't...hoping you'll finally relax during this drive.
 
"Actually I was just trying to get even with you by putting my hand under your skirt . . . I was surprised at how fucking wet you were . . . maybe you just need to play with your clit and make yourself happy before you get home. I'm tired of moving your hand . . .so, leave it there if you want to, but this is not a game that is going to end the way your want it to."
 
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"Even if you hate to admit it, you like the fact that I'm so wet. And even if you won't admit it, you like this." She said. We had both moved on with our lives but obviously we weren't getting any at home tonight so we might as well have fun here. She squeezes your thigh just a little bit. "Tell me you don't like it John...because I don't think you can. You know what I think. I think you put the car in cruise so you can relax and enjoy this." She said as she could feel his hardness through his slacks.

"Remember all the times we used to mess around like this in the car?" She smiled. Bethany had such a stick up her ass that Erika knew Bethany would never mess with him like this. "If you truly want me to stop, I will..but I think you like it."
 
"Fuck, Erika, what do you want from me . . . this is crazy. We should never have gone to this party together." And then I feel your fingers on my cock . . . not even thinking, I spread my legs a bit giving you more access to me.
 
I couldn't help it. I unzipped your jeans and got your cock out of the hole in your boxers. I softly wrap my hand around it, just slowly stroking. I can feel you open your legs,giving me more access to you.

"God John..I forgot what it felt like in my hands." She whispered as the car was in cruise down the highway. She wanted the ride to last long so they could have some fun in the car together. She could feel the almost hard cock in her hand. She could feel the pre-cum leaking on her fingers. "Fuck..." She cursed.
 
"Jesus, Erika . . . that feels incredible . . ." Looking at the road signs, I see an exit coming up to a state park . . . god, anyplace right now . . . turning off the cruise, I start slowing the car cown to exit . . . pretty sure we have both passed the point of no return . .

Down the exit, I see a sign that there is a state park 2 miles down this road . . . even if it's closed, I'm sure we can have some privacy . . . then I see a country road, and turn down it until I find a turnoff into an empty field . . . no houses nearby . . . and shut the car off. . .
 
My heart is racing. I know we both want this...badly. We won't be getting any at home any time soon and what Bethany and Nathan don't know won't hurt them. As you try to find a place to get us privacy, my hand strokes you..feeling your hard manhood in my hand. God, it's as hard as I remember. I can feel the pre-cum just dripping down my fingers and that excites me even more.

"Pull over..." I whisper..knowing we both want this bad now.We're past the point of no return. I spread my legs in the passenger seat,needing to feel your hands touch me so badly. Bethany and Nathan are missing out on this.
 
Shutting the engine off in a place no one can see us . . . sliding me seat all the way back . . . helping you slide my jeans down . . . pulling you over to straddle me . . . "God, Erika, I want you"

Pushing your thong to one side, cup your pussy with one hand and feel how wet you are . . . then grab your hips as you position the head of my cock at your dripping slit and pull you down . . . filling you in one long thrust . . .
 
My dress is bunched up at my hips. I groan, feeling you cup my wet womanhood. God, I know this is about to be better than anything that happened at the party earlier in the night. I smile as you help me straddle your lap in the drivers' seat. It's pretty dark out so even if someone happened to drive by, they wouldn't see us.

I gasp feeling you enter me with one swift moment. My eyes basically roll to the back of my head. "Fuck John." I curse softly, it feels so good. Better than I even remembered. I rock my hips, loving the way you feel inside of me. Bethany is missing out tonight because while she's at home being a bitch, I have your hard dick inside me.
 
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