It was closed, holding trapped her in the cold car's cabin.Her bare arms goose bumped at the thought of being stuck for long. Wearing a daring, red Va...entine's Day dress with nothing underneath was turning into a nightmare. The low-cut of the dress and her bare bottom gave a lot of surface area for the cold cabin to chill, making her weak in the ankles. Her bare legs and open-toe shoes weren't really standard station wear either. She wanted to impress Hayat, to save their struggling. "Georgia does a job on their rest areas, don't they?" he said as they all sat looking at the mowed grass under the acres of trees that surrounded the large parking area, and the almost manicured lawn and hedges nearer the visitor center.A truck driver got out of his eighteen-wheeler and gave a little wave as they stepped out into the brilliant sunlight. Fred wasn't sure whether the acknowledgment was for the pretty women he was with, the luxury rig they were riding in, or just a simple good. He kept moving forward as I lay back down resting my head as our lips entwined. My tongue darted forward tasting his lips, they slowly parted at the contact. Slid my long silky tongue into his mouth lightly toughing his tongue which pushed back against mine entwining round it tasting each other. His hands started to slide up my side his hand lightly brushing my hot flesh. His hands found their way to my milky globes his index finger and thumb pinched my nipple gently rubbing and twisting it. I. ‘I don’t want to get you drunk,’ he said. ‘In fact, I want you to leave that last bit of wine in your glass. And I have a feeling I don’t have to take advantage of you.’ ‘Really?’ I asked. To anyone else, Rick looked like he was cutting into his osso bucco. What he also did under the cloak of a long linen tablecloth was slip his shoe off, stretch his leg under the table, wedge his foot between my legs, and rub his stockinged foot over the front of my silky G-string panties. His foot then.