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 I was driving my normal route home after work, a beautiful scenic highway winding through the green coastal hills. As usual, the highway was busy, but not crowded. The cars moved freely and quickly as we all headed to our respective homes. I was listening to the game on the radio; Barry Bonds was coming up and I was excited to hear how tonight's pitcher would fair against the home run king.  Looking to my left, I caught the driver in the car next to me looking my way. She was an attractive redhead with a nice smile. Her cheeks turned slightly pink as she averted her attention elsewhere, a slight grin revealing itself. I grinned as well, feeling flattered by her reaction to my meeting her gaze.As I continued down the highway the announcer went through the count. "Strike one called. Barry Bonds steps out of the box. He obviously disagrees with the umpire." I noticed out of the corner of my eye that the little black car with the cute redhead seemed to be matching my speed. I glanced over again, and again I caught her gaze. She smiled wider this time and then sped up slightly. With a quick flash of her blinker she was in front of me. I caught myself laughing out loud and wondering what she was up to. I could see her looking up at me in her mirror, her cheeks turned up in a pleasant grin. She looked back at the traffic and up again. Her hand came off the wheel and pulled her hair off of the right side of her neck. Leaning her head to the left she ran her hand seductively up her neck and back through her hair, still watching me in the mirror as her hand disappeared off her shoulder. I could only imagine where it may have gone after that. With my attention fully on the car in front of me, I almost missed the call, "He hit it high. He hit it deep. And … he … hit it … outta here!" Barry had hit it into the bay to put the Giants back on top late in the game. I must have had an obvious reaction to the call, because she was clearly laughing. The small black Mazda suddenly pulled into the lane to the right of me and immediately began to slow down. As I pulled up next to her I could see she was looking my way, waiting for me to catch up. Again, our eyes met and her hand was clearly in the center of her chest. Her blouse appeared to be unbuttoned and I could see the supple mounds of flesh peeking out from under the loose fabric. Her hand moved first over her left breast and then over her right. I was slack jawed and hard as a rock watching this beautiful woman as she teased me out on the open highway. Her blouse now pulled away revealing a shiny black bra and pale smooth skin. She pulled into the lane to her right, and with a seductive look and a wave of her hand invited me to merge close again.  She was now in the last lane, and I moved in next to her. Her fingers traced lightly across her milky skin and pushed slightly under the edge of her bra. I moved uncomfortably in my seat, adjusting my tightening jeans. She was obviously pleased by the effect she was having on me. Lifting her hand away from her chest, she made a small fist and moved it back and forth in the air suggestively. Did she want me to play with myself? She mouthed something to me, it looked like "go ahead." Her finger then brushed her lower lip, pulling open her mouth ever so slightly. My hand wandered down to my throbbing cock and rubbed it through my jeans. She nodded and mouthed "go ahead" again.Unsure, I tugged at the top of my jeans, my cock pressing even harder against the fabric at the thought of being freed and played with. She smiled at me, her finger entering her mouth. Her lips wrapping around this surrogate phallus as she pushed it slowly deeper. With my zipper down and my shorts pulled open, my cock stood straight up from my lap. Her hand moved back over her chest teasing the flesh that welled up around the edges of her bra. With a twist, the shiny black bra sprung open freeing her large tear drop breasts. They dropped only slightly as they were released by their captors. Her nipples were visibly erect and a beautiful pink. Her wet finger traced gently around one nipple and then the other, her eyes half closed in a lustful daydream. My hand wrapped around my fully erect shaft and began to squeeze gently as I moved slowly back and forth over the tip. A few drops of precum and I was able to slide easily along the length of flesh. Watching her tease her nipples, I could feel a strong wave of pleasure building inside me. She knew what I was doing to myself and it excited me to know that she was watching. Although she couldn't quite see into my lap, she knew by the vigorous movements of my arm and the look of desire that was plainly on my face that I was hers. Her hand fell below the window line and a moment later her head arched back slightly and her mouth fell open. Was she teasing her clit through her panties? Was she even wearing panties? Did she slide a finger inside of her hot, dripping cunt? My mind raced as we continued down the highway, my cock in hand and her right beside me.  I watched entranced as she squirmed in her seat and moaned. Her mouth moved in the shapes of ecstasy, occasionally tossing her hair to one side, breasts heaving out of her open blouse. I wanted so much to place my mouth over those hard pink knobs of flesh. I wanted to taste and tease her skin with my tongue and I wondered how she sounded. Her hand was moving around in her lap and all I could do was imagine her fingers easing their way around her soft wet skin. Was she pinching her clit between her fingers? Was she making small circles around that small erect bundle of bliss? Did she have a finger up inside where I wanted to be? Maybe two or three? She made a sudden shuddering movement, her mouth in the shape of a scream as she forced out some sound. Easing gently back into her seat, her hand rose up towards her quivering lips. She looked at me and placed her sopping wet fingers into her mouth and tasted herself. I was ready to explode.I moved quickly up and down my swollen cock. I was so filled with blood and desire that my skin felt as if it were going to split from the excitement. She watched me now. She played lightly with her perfect nipples as I worked myself. It was welling up in me and I felt myself arching up slightly in my seat. I caught her leaning closer to her window in the hopes of catching a glimpse. With a forceful stroke, I came in a powerful burst. She smiled as I fell back into my seat, white drops of stickiness sliding over my hand and down my steering wheel. I lifted my hand exposing the clinging semen that drenched my fist. She sank in her seat with a look of pure joy. Licking her lips, she waved at me, her car taking the next off ramp. Before I even realized, she was gone. She was stunning and unbelievable, a red-haired vixen. And now I find whenever I am driving home and I see a black Mazda, my heart skips a beat wondering and hoping that I may have found her again. I think of that drive home and I hope to share another with that beauty.
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