Me and my girlfriend had been dating about 6 months by then. We were long past the awkward, don’t-want-to-say-too-much-and-embarrass-myself phase and we had opened up about all the things we liked and disliked. But with roommates and parents it was hard to do much. So, when we had an opportunity to be completely alone, we took it. We make plans to visit friends in some city a few hours away. We book the hotel and anxiously wait for the day to come.
I pick her up at her dorm and she comes down looking amazing. She has on a tight tank top with a slit down the middle. She has pretty big boobs, so the shirt is showing off a ton of cleavage. Then she also has on a short and flowy skirt, and some sexy high heels. She looks good and she knows it. Needless to say, she stands out. Anyways, she gets in my car and we take off. The 4-hour drive there isn’t very eventful other than the handful of times that I ran my hand up and down her thighs, stopping to feel how wet her panties are getting.