. a moist, faintly quivering lower lip, a secret pressing of her thighs tightly together whenever they stood still. As she hops up onto the counter an... faces Sam, her boss reaches under the smock quickly and gets her panties off with some cooperation from the voluptuous brunette. Now Laura is sitting there clad in just her bra under the light smock, and her 2" black pumps, she is dressed like this because of the hot weather.Sam is right in between Laura's legs as the young brunette sits. I didn't pay him any mind and kept on driving.He pulled up alongside me again and repeated the same gesture. Once again I kept on driving. The third time he pulled up, he lifted up a State Trooper's hat from off the seat next to him. I hit the brakes like a deer had just jumped across the road. I heard his engine roar to life as he sped away. Evidently he had more pressing business than me to take care of.A million thoughts ran through my mind. What if Christine had taken a turn for the worst?. He started to grab at my shirt and I pulled it off as well. As soon as it was off he went straight to the clasp on my bra, unhooked it, pulled it off and threw it on the floor with our shirts. He wasted no time, grabbed my left breast, and played with it as he took my right nipple in his mouth. I moaned a bit louder than before and squirmed a little under his touch. After a while he switched, playing with the breast he had in his mouth and sucked on the other. He grabbed and twisted both my. It felt so intimate and his gaze penetrated me. Just then, the seatbelt signs flicked off, and the pilot's voice informed us that we were now at cruising altitude and safe to move around. I tried to take my hand away. He wouldn’t budge. “David? Thank you for holding my hand and making me not think about it, but we’re in the clear."He looked at me and gave my hand a kiss. “I’m not sure I want to let you go. Is that wrong?” I couldn’t help but lick my lips: was this guy even real? Had I been.