A ride to remember
It had been a long night out with the girls, drink after drink after drink, and I knew it was time to head home. We had spent the whole night dancing, each in our sexy little outfits. All out for some male attention, and boy did we find it. We aren’t typically slutty girls. I mean we all know we are good looking, me having long blonde hair, small petite figure at 5’3 and DD boobs, but we don’t put it about. I had gone to the bar at the beginning of the night to get us all a shot of sambucca. As I went to pay, a deep, sexy, irresistible voice said to me “Let me get those for you pretty little lady. I’ll buy your drinks tonight”. Now who could say no to that? As I turned rus escort round I noticed that he had a gorgeous face and beautiful body to match, a real 10/10. He was about 6’2, tanned muscular body, seductive hazel eyes and dark wavy hair. “Thank you, not many nice blokes like you left these days! Think I owe you a dance or two,” I said with a wink. We had our shots and made our way to the dance floor. A dance or two turned into three or four, and by this point things were heating up. I felt like we were the only two people out there. Our bodies were so close, our lips would meet but never kiss, the sexual tension sincan escort was incredible. As I was grinding down on him I could feel that he now had an erection: “Maybe we should take this back to my place?” I suggested. “I can see your enjoying this as much as I am.” “Im sorry darling, as much as I would love to go back with you I can’t. I have a wife!.” Now that was unexpected! But maybe its for the best, I thought. I was now more than tuned on and the teasing was always the fun part, so why not continue? At least I could give him something to go jack off to later. “Ok sweetie, we can still have a bit sıhhiye escort of harmless fun here”. I took my arm from around his neck and after checking to see if anyone was looking, put my hand up my skirt and inserted two fingers into my dripping pussy, pulled them back out and let him suck on them. This was when I knew I was way too drunk and decided to call my taxi home. As I sat down in the back seat of the taxi I could feel just how wet my panties were from that encounter in the club, so I decided to sneakily take them off. After all the taxi driver might appreciate the tip. The air conditioning in the cab made my pussy tingle; I felt so turned on at what I had done, making a married man suck on my pussy juices and sitting in a taxi without any panties on. Naughty thoughts flooded my head. I wanted his wife to know what he had done. More than that, I wanted her to watch what he had done. I wanted her to watch what he had done and be just as turned on and as wet as I am right now.