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Subject: {Dulcinea} Repost:  Long Drive Home

Long Drive Home
by Dulcinea


It had been a fun weekend, but now it was time to head home.

It would be a long drive, and since he had driven the long distance on
Friday, she would drive home.  Truth be told, she liked interstate
driving, liked the quiet of the highways between the cities.  Pop the
sunroof out, put on some tunes, and zoom...  she was on her way home.

They had scarcely reached the edge of the city, and he was already
dozing, one hand resting on her thigh.  She glanced over at him and
smiled, thinking, as always, how sweet he looked when he was asleep.
Singing softly with the tunes on the radio, she continued to drive.

All too soon the daylight faded, and weariness began to creep in.  They
were still more than an hour away from home, and, though she didn't want
to stop, she began looking for a good place to stop for coffee.  In lieu
of that, she turned the music a bit louder, nodding her head with the
beat.

He came awake with the music, his hand squeezing her soft thigh.
"Tired, honey?" he asked, his voice drowsy.  "Want me to take over?"

"I'm okay.  Just tired of sitting so long."  As soon as she spoke, his
hand moved to her shoulder, gently massaging the kinks out of her
shoulders.  She sighed contentedly, letting her head fall back against
the headrest a moment. "Feel good, honey?" he asked.

"Mmm-hmmm."  Tipping her head back up, she returned her concentration to
her driving.  His fingers continued to massage her gently, the two of
them sitting in silence.  He slipped his fingers into her shirt,
continuing to rub and scratch her shoulders.  "No bra?" he asked, his
fingers sliding across bare skin.  "Nope.  Not on a long drive like
this," she answered.

A quick glance out the back window showed that they were relatively
alone on the road.  Grinning, he reached over and began unbuttoning her
shirt, ignoring her questions.  Twisting a little in his chair, he
reached through the open blouse and cupped her breast, pinching the
nipple between his finger and thumb.  He felt her draw a deep breath,
her body shuddering at his touch.

Removing his hand, he brought his fingers to his mouth and licked them,
then reached across her and attacked the other nipple, catching it
between his wet fingers.  She moaned, then laughed self-consciously.
"What if someone sees this?" she asked.

"Then that someone will be jealous, because they don't have your breasts
to play with," he answered.  Running his finger around the stiff peak,
he traced a path down her stomach, undoing the last two buttons on her
blouse.  Just to be mean, he tickled her bare stomach, then slid his
hand up the leg of her walking shorts, his fingertips rubbing the crotch
of her already wet panties.

"Oooh.  Honey!"  She started to laugh as she realized she was now
speeding.  "We're coming up to a city," she said.  "Cars, Traffic....."

"Okay."  He sat back, hands in his lap, watching the stars overhead
through the open sun roof.  She re-arranged her shirt, but didn't
re-button it, speeding through the city as fast as she felt she could
without getting caught.  On the other side of the city, she switched
highways, letting a tractor-trailer pass her.  The review mirror showed
no headlights behind her.  "Honey," she began, looking across the seat
at him, "there's no one on the road behind me."

"Oh, really?"  She could hear the grin in his voice.  Leaning over, he
took the nipple in his mouth, sucking it hungrily while his fingers
teased the other nipple.  The speed of their car began to climb again,
her back arching against the seat.  Unsnapping her shorts, he slipped
his fingers under her panties, stroking her clit.  "Let me know if it
gets to be too much," he said.  "We don't want to have any accidents,
do we?"

He stopped once when she asked him to, his finger still deep in her wet
slit, resting his head on her shoulder until she'd calmed down a bit.
Her breathing returned nearly to a normal pace before he began rubbing
her clit again, moving to cover her nipple with his mouth again.  "You
know," he said, easing off again as she approached her climax, "maybe we
should find a place to pull off for a few minutes."

She nodded, and after a few moments, she pulled off in a rest area.
Parking in a dark spot, she unbuckled the seat belt, sliding a little
closer to him.  Spreading her legs, he could reach her pussy better,
sinking his fingers deep inside her, his thumb stroking her clit.  With
a soft cry, she came, gripping the steering wheel as waves of pleasure
rolled through her.

"Are you awake now?" he asked, chuckling.

"I think so."  They both took a moment to look up at the stars, then she
buttoned her blouse and started the engine.  "Allow me to return the
favor when we get home," she said.

He squeezed her knee once, leaning back against the chair and closing
his eyes.  "I'm counting on it," he replied.

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