Stuck in traffic

We were on our way to a festival.

It was 8 am in the morning. I picked her up from her place. Her parents know we’re going with friends. We left her home, and were now on our way to pick up our friend.

I was the driver, and she’s at the passenger seat where she usually sits. I have one hand on the steering wheel, and another holding her left hand. sometimes her left thigh. sometimes her cheeks. and then back to her tigh,

We were stuck in rush hour traffic. the car radio was playing. we were just talking. but I was feeling naughty.

So I raised her left hand up to my lips and kissed her fingers. I pressed my lips against the back of her hand and worshiped her while I had my eyes on the road.

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