Road Trip Fun

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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 found driving harder; now that his ex placed her hand on his thigh. He wanted her not to notice his erection. Lately, he dreamt of making love to wife, and not the girlfriend who found every excuse not to sleep with him.

However, he needed to say something to her, before her fingers touched the tip of his hardening dick:

- You're welcome, Erika... I really wanted to go... myself....
 
Erika was feeling a little tipsy. She drank a little too much wine at the party. Her current boyfriend was attractive and all but sometimes he was too busy with work to even pay attention to her. Even though she and John were now divorced, she enjoyed spending tonight with him. She took off her heels as she got comfortable in the passenger seat.

She let her hand move up slowly along his leg as he drove down the interstate.

"I really do appreciate it. Max didn't want to come with me..." She said. If she was being honest, lately she ached for a man's touch.
 
In the course of their rather monotonous journey, John recalled the times Erika used to massage his cock to keep him entertained; and as she slowly rubbed (perhaps unintentionally) his lengthening manhood – for he forgot to put on underwear in their rush to venture to the event – he casually uttered those following words in lieu of a proper answer to his traveling companion’s comment:

- Remember how you normally keep wake during these long trips?
 
She knew John had some chick now and Erika technically had a boyfriend now but she remembered the fun she used to have with her now ex-husband on road trips such as this. She kept her hand rested at his thigh as he drove down the interstate.

She smiled, biting her lip. She remembered quite fondling stroking him while he drove on their many road trips.

"How could I forget." She teased.
 
Faking exhaustion, he pretended to lose concentration and lazily swerved from lane to lane. The chance that a police officer might cite him for dangerous driving added to the thrill of coaxing Erika to giving a handjob. As he yawned, he tiredly uttered:

- I sure can use one right about now….
 
"You're an ass." She laughed, knowing he was faking but she wasn't about to object. She knew he had a girlfriend and she usually wasn't the type to step in on other people's men but as of late she was feeling a little lonely. Without a word, she opened up his belt, unzipped his pants and let her soft, delicate hand touch his hardening cock.

"You mean this?"
 
The warmth of her fingers wrapped around his shaft brought back a flood of memories that caused to stiffen in her hand. As he thrust upwards to encourage her, he gambled on receiving more from his former wife:

- That’s good… but not as good as your mouth….
 
She bit her lip, feeling him thrust upwards into her hand as he drove down the highway. She could feel her heart racing. He was her ex but they had a lot of history together and she didn't forget that.

"John...don't..." She whispered. She knew what he was talking about. There had been many occasions on late drives, where she would suck him off. She found herself becoming wet just thinking about it.
 
He felt her palm perspiring; a clear sign that the idea of blowing him might not seem too repulsive. To confirm his suspicion, he placed his right hand on her pussy. The dampness of the fabric situated between her legs meant that she positively wanted to take him with her mouth. Thus, he naughtily stroked her vulva, making the wet spot on her groin grow in size as he said:

- I’ll you back when we stop to switch….
 
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