You wait nervously baby the kerb. Checking your skirt and tugging down your top a little more to expose your cleavage, because that’s how I like it and how I’ve instructed you to dress tonight.
Nervous because I’ve promised a night like you’ve never had and you’ve had some wild nights since we met.
You smile a little at the thought of the belt being brought down on your ass because you’d been ‘late’ and then you’d been fucked thoroughly.
The cool night breeze mixes with your wetness at the memory.
A man walks past and stares at you as he passes, you think, ‘ can he see I’ve no knickers on?’ Part of you hopes so and a little flurry of excitement passes through you.
Then my car pulls up and your reverie is destroyed as you lean forward and open the door, seeing me dressed in jeans and a T-shirt a smile on my face as I survey the vision before me, you get an and I pull away: