**HER (** /u/isorandomguy**) VERSION**
He parked his car on the highest level of the parking garage, one space away from the wall. I knew the space next to the wall was for me. This spot would give us the most privacy.
He got in the front seat, and we hugged. He accused me of giving a weak hug, so I took my seat belt off and quickly climbed across the center console and onto his lap. I wrapped my arms around his neck and squeezed. We kissed. We kissed a lot. It had been too long since our last meet up.
I try to always wear a loose skirt for our car dates, and he was about to demonstrate one reason why. He slowly moved his hand up my bare leg, on the outside of my thigh, moving to the inside halfway up, steadily moving toward the prize at the top. I never wear panties when I’m in the car with him.
He always checks to see how wet I am. I’m always very wet. He uses my wetness to lubricate his finger and starts to slide it back and forth across my clit. His hands are cool, and I love how that feels against my heat. He asks me how it feels. It feels amazing. I tell him that.