My fingers traced my cock in my jeans as she very slowly ran her finger down to her thigh. She began to rub her inner thigh all the way up the jeans t...at covered her. She continued to work her hand over her crotch. She massaged her pussy bulge and swayed her hips. Slowly her fingers traced her pussy lips through her jeans. She kept squeezing her thighs and contracting her muscles. We made eye contact a few times, between that and seeing her rock ever so slightly back and forth on the chair it. This made me feel more assertive and allowed my biceps to bulge seductively. Something caught her eye. ‘At last!’, my subconscious screamed at me. ‘Now she’s taken the bait!’ But she was not admiring my biceps. Instead she was looking at my groin. She had a snarl on her lips that would have scared any man. ‘What the hell is that?’ She asked, putting the iron on its stand and moving over to me. She squatted down in front of my groin. I had dreamed of her doing this, and my heart leapt for joy,. It’s possible he will be Australia’s next Ambassador to the States but rumors are flying about other diplomats as well.’ ‘Are you Australian?’ ‘Yes sir. That’s why I don’t quite speak like you guys.’ Micki’s expression took on the appearance of someone having been shot. ‘But Michelle told me you came from some little place called Victoria.’ ‘Yes, the state of Victoria is not very large compared with all other Australian mainland states. I believe it is a little smaller than Wyoming or Oregon. The conversation, although one sided,except for an occasional nod or giggle was hot and suggestive. Soon her dress had only one button below her naval holding it from being completely open. Her breast were fully exposed, and the smell of aroused pussy filled the car. With my encouragement she started to finger herself, lightly at first, then deeper and faster as time went by. Soon the last button was undone, her head was thrown back against the seat, her eyes closed, and her fingers working her.