Driving home from work, I start to think about you. I think about all the things we have done together in the past and all things I can’t wait for us to do tonight. The highway is pretty empty as I look around, no cars close to me on either side or close behind or in front. With my left hand on the steering wheel, my right hand is slowly inching up my inner thigh. I reach under my skirt and feel the wet spot on my cotton panties. I pull my panties to the side and slide a finger in my wet slit. I move my finger up to my clit, a line of wetness connected to my opening. I start to rub myself, slowly at first. Part of me wants to just cum immediately, but another part is saying to slow down and wait. It will be so much better if you wait.
My head is pushed back into the headrest, my hips tilted forward, my back arched and my mouth slightly open. I remember where I am and what I’m doing when I notice a car to my left. He is staring at me, eyes wide. I’m embrasaed for a second, but think It would be fun to give him a show.
I pull my fingers off of my clit and bring them up to my lips. I suck them into my mouth, cleaning them off one at a time. I look at him, smile and wink. I put my fingers back on my clit and almost immediately start to cum. I can’t hold back any longer, so I don’t fight it. I look back over and see that he has taken his cock out and is jerking himself. I bite my lip and take my exit to go home.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/84vn83/driving_home