More teasing by me wuold be just letting the tip of my cock show from under the knickers then showing more as they came closer, if they came round to ...he window i would open it and let them wank me and rub there hands up and down my stocking legs, no remember this was very risky as i said the main road was about 15 / 20 yrds away and cars would come in and out all the time, some times i would get that worked up i would wank off as the guy watched or we would go along to another quite back road. “I am off my soapbox now.”“So, do you sell these stories?”“I don’t. I know guys who do, and some make a good living at it. I do it because I enjoy it. I have a few ‘loyal followers’ on the site I post the stories on.”“There is a website for these stories?”“Deb, there is a website for everything.”“Yeah, I guess there is. So how can I read one of these stories?”“You can go to the website I post on and read them for free. Be aware that if I am in a bad mood I write stories where bad things happen. As she walked to the ladies room she kept her eyes straight ahead, not wanting to see if anyone was looking at her. Once in the ladies room, she checked herself in the mirror. Most of her thighs were exposed showing the dark welt of her stocking tops. She was relieved that no bare skin could be seen. As she looked at herself in the mirror the embarrassment faded and she felt a little thrill. The waiter had certainly overheard the words Master and slave. He heard Master order her to flash her. Marie had a darker skin tone and her blue eyes were also darker. Devon's blonde hair was uni-colored and light, while Mrs. Marie's blonde hair was streaked and darker than Devon's.I'd been horny since the Devon Panty Show with the cops. Before that afternoon, I definitely gave a lot of thought to fucking Mrs. Marie, but the horniness made it much worse. She was wearing tight jeans and a silky blue shirt. They way the shirt moved on her breasts mesmerized me.I don't know how long I sat watching.