I noticed when he was looking at me, he looked at me the way a man looks at a woman when he wants to fuck her. We chatted for a little bit and had a n...ce private table where we could chat. He was very heavy handed with his flirting. I wasn't as drunk as him and I'm not sure if he was looking for anything but it got really obvious when he said he didn't bother bringing a date and asked me where mine was. He was about 10 years older than me and was a manly man so I was very interested in seeing. " Reach under your skirt and rub your pussy for me." Eric!" Please?" I'm on the highway. People can see me." Aw, they can't really see. Why do you care anyway? Do it for me. Please?" I don't think this..." C'mon, babe. Touch it for me." It was almost a whisper.I sighed. God, Eric's voice made me horny. Low and sexy-smooth, it washed over my body like thousands of tiny caressing fingers."Okay." That's my girl. Now, push your skirt up, and rub your pussy outside your panties. Imagine it's my hand. Dawn's pelvis rose and then moved up and down with each of the stabs of current that entered her bottom. She gasped and whimpered, tossing her hips as the magic sensation continued passing through her.Doctor Stevens slowly turned the dial that sent more and more current through the electrodes and Dawn's hips rose higher and higher, driven to it by a need she couldn't explain.Jeremy turned it off and nodded for Anne to remove the probe. As she did so, he prepared another similar device in size. The more I edged, the more difficult it was to stop myself coming. During one of these moments, teetering the precipice of orgasm , the man in front stood up quite suddenly. As he did, he glanced over his shoulder in our direction. It was dark of course, apart from the flickering light from the screen, so I’ve no idea exactly what he could see, if anything. We both froze. There I was, tits out, legs apart, skirt up with no knickers, my fingers nestling shamelessly in my slippery wet gash. I was.