While driving

[thered66]

Ever have that experience when you’re driving and someone in the next car catches your eye? I was headed to work today and saw a woman in the next car whose seat belt was hitting her just. right. and it really got my mind going.

Sitting here in a quiet office and would love to chat about that scenario if you’re game...

 

[PennySaver]

Once upon a time, just shortly after sunrise, I was parked curbside with a small four way, residential neighborhood, stoplight intersection directly behind me. I was waiting for my then-boyfriend -- who worked 4-10's and had Fridays off -- to come out of his apartment so that we could drive to a coastal campground for a weekend of fun on the beach, sun in our eyes, and sex in the tent, not necessarily in that order of priority.

Coming up the street at me was a fast moving pickup truck that practically skidded to a stop, presumably because the light was red or the driver realized he couldn't beat the yellow, I couldn't know. He threw open the door and leapt out, looking around for people who might be watching but apparently didn't see me, despite my window being down.

I can remember my first thought was that he was a criminal or a car jacker who was going to abandon his car; or that he was coming across the road to attack me, maybe switch his jacked car for a clean one. I even checked that the door was locked (despite my window being open) and reached for the gear shift to prepare to speed away if necessary.

He didn't come after me, though, but instead began to strip! He was barefoot and wearing only a pair of cotton gym shorts and a tank top, and in a flash those two items were off of him and he was just standing there in the crotch of the truck's side and door ... naked! He was fairly attractive in the face but most definitely fit in the body; a longer and thicker than average cock dangled before him for a moment, and I know that my eyes and mouth must have been wide open with shock.

He turned his back to me, stretched to snatch up clothes from within the truck, and quickly donned a pair of boxer-briefs and trousers of what looked to be one half of an industrial- style uniform. He donned a white tee shirt and jumped back into the truck, shifted the vehicle back into gear, and looked up to the light, apparently finding it still red as he didn't go anywhere.

That was when he looked to his left and found me smiling widely. He looked shocked at first, then laughed and shrugged. His window rolled down and before he sped away he said only, "Late to work."

I rolled up my window, turned off my car, got out, locked it, went up to my boyfriend's apartment -- catching him halfway down the stairs -- and took him to bed for an hour or so. I'm sure we were later to the the beach than that guy likely was to work.