I'd like to share a special treat with you, my lovelies. I hope you enjoy.
The
Commute
When Darcy accepted
the new job in downtown Los Angeles, she knew the 40-minute commute on I-10 to
and from work would be would be tedious, but she decided just to make the best
of it. When the prestigious Law Firm
hired her after graduating from Law School, she knew it was the excellent opportunity to take on the type of cases in every
lawyer’s dreams.
***
It was a typical
sun-filled Southern California Friday
afternoon, and Darcy was thrilled to be able to sneak out of the office early. Normally she
wouldn’t do it, but for some reason today she decided to take the top
off her convertible Corvette Z06 and soak up some sun on the long trip home.
She was making good time until up ahead she noticed the traffic
had come to a complete standstill.
“Crap, what
now?” she groaned as she slowed down to join the line of stopped cars. “Damn, it looks like I’ll be here forever.”
Darcy decided to
turn on her radio for any report of the problem
and was disappointed to learn there had been a multi-car accident and they were
calling in life-flight.
“That’s about
right; I just went past an off-ramp, too.
Oh well, I might as well get comfortable.” She turned off the engine then leaned back in
her seat. The warm California sun shone
down on her, caressing her skin with its warmth.
While waiting, Darcy
glanced around at the other drivers and noticed they were all sitting in their
cars with their windows closed and busily talking on their cell phones. What a
shame to hide away from such a beautiful day, she thought to herself.
It had been a stressful week at work. The ex-wife of one of their wealthy clients
was stirring up some trouble, so Darcy had spent the last three days going
through stacks of files to find anything they could use against her.
“Someday I’ll
have a flunky to do the shitwork for me,” Darcy laughed quietly to herself.
Wondering if the
traffic was beginning to move up ahead of her, she lifted up and looked over the windshield, trying to see if there
were any emergency vehicles.
“Damn, it’s
backed up for as far as I can see.” All
day she’d been looking forward to a hot bubble bath and a glass of wine when
she got home, but it seemed as though her
plans were delayed.
Ten minutes had passed
since she joined the line of stopped cars, and the sun beating down on her had
begun to make her uncomfortable.
“Damn, it’s
getting hot. Maybe I should have left
the top up?” she groaned.
She glanced
around at the other cars and noticed the occupants were still busy on their
cell phones when she suddenly had an idea pop into her mind.
“No one will see,” she chuckled to herself as she unbuttoned
her blouse, allowing the soft breeze to flow over
her now moist skin.
That’s much better. She opened the blouse
even more, now exposing the red, lace bra hidden beneath.
The music on the
radio was soothing and Darcy decided to relax and just enjoy her time as she
waited for the traffic to move again.
The breeze flowing across her skin was refreshing, and as she lay there,
a delicious idea came into her mind.
Without
thinking, Darcy slowly reached down and pulled her skirt up allowing the air to
caress her thighs. She was thankful she never wore pantyhose like so many of the other women in the office. Darcy had always found them to be uncomfortable
and just too hot.
The breeze continued
to caress her skin, causing her to spread
her legs, allowing this delicious sensation into her most sensuous area.
Oh, that feels nice, she cooed
silently as the coolness on her skin awoke a yearning in her that demanded satisfaction.
“The traffic
doesn’t seem to be moving, so why not?” she whispered to herself. She slowly slid her hand down toward her g-string
panties and gently pushed it aside.
Her breath caught
in his throat, causing her to gasp. The glorious sensation of her finger sliding into
her slit then touching her clit caused her body to shudder with pleasure.
“Oh, yes, that’s
it,” she moaned as her finger rubbed against the now firm Pearl.
Darcy laid back
in the driver’s seat with her eyes closed, completely caught up in this erotic
experience when a strange feeling suddenly came over her. Am I
being watched?
She opened her
eyes and to her surprise, she looked up into the smiling face of a truck
driver, who had pulled up along the passenger side of her car.
Darcy was
surprised how for some reason she did not stop her assault on her clit. In fact, she found herself unable to turn away. It was
as though she was possessed by the captivating eyes of the man in a big,
black Peterbilt truck. What surprised
her even more was she wanted him to watch as she pleased herself.
Peterbilt, what a great name for a truck,
she laughed silently to herself. As her
eyes stayed locked with his, she wondered if he had an erection as he watched
her.
No sooner had the
thought entered her mind than he lifted up out of his seat and showed her his massive, hard cock firmly in his hand. With their eyes transfixed, he stroked his rock hard cock in unison with her movements
against her swollen clit.
Oh, this has to be the most erotic thing I’ve ever experienced, Darcy thought
to herself.
She suddenly wanted to share more with the mysterious man in the big,
black truck. She reached up and released
the front clasp on her bra then she pulled it aside to expose her bountiful breasts.
The man smiled, letting her know he appreciated the view. Completely lost in the moment, she quivered
under the approving gaze of the sexy man watching her from the Peterbilt truck.
Darcy could tell
he had an enticing build by the muscular
arm stroking his cock. She also had to
admit he was quite handsome with his piercing blue eyes and dark, wavy hair
that teased the collar of his shirt. She
spent most of her days with men in suits and perfectly combed hair, but she
found something forbidden and dangerous about this man.
Her parents
would never approve of him and her friends would wonder why she would waste her
time. He was everything she had tried to
avoid her entire life, but now she questioned that decision.
The man smiled and nodded his approval again as he
continued to stroke his cock with neither of them breaking their intense gaze.
Darcy saw the
hunger in his eyes and she wondered if he could tell how aroused she was
herself. She took her hand and began to
caress her breast, teasing the nipple until it was firm.
The man watched
intently as she pleasured herself while he slowly stroked his cock. His eyes burned
with desire and need. His body reacted
to Darcy’s game of seduction, and she thoroughly enjoyed it.
Her other hand
was still working its magic on her clit when she stopped and slid her finger
into her pussy. She looked up at the man
and saw his approving grin, which only increased her desire.
Darcy then leaned
back further in the seat and lifted her hips, allowing him a better view of
what she was doing. She spread her moist
folds, allowing him a clear view of her hidden pink while she now inserted two
fingers and slowly fucked herself.
The heat
building between them was undeniable.
Both found themselves caught up in a vivid
fantasy, and Darcy prayed it would never end.
She pulled her fingers from her hot, wet slit and brought them up to her
lips. She paused a moment, teasing and
taunting him before she opened her mouth
and slowly licked each finger clean of her sweet juices.
The man tossed
his head back, with a look of pure joy on his face. “Do you want more?” She mouthed to him.
The man nodded
then licked his lips.
Darcy smiled,
and then returned her hand to her waiting pussy.
Time seemed to
stop as they both continued their dance of lust and need when Darcy felt her
body begin to quiver with the release of her orgasm. Her hand moved at a fevered pace as her body
burned with pleasure and she could see in his eyes that he was on the verge of
release himself.
“Yes, yes….oooh,
yes!” She yelled out as her body
surrendered to the waves of delight flowing through her as she held her eyes firmly
to his. She saw the look of pleasure on
his face as he released his own orgasm, and she smiled letting him know her
approval.
Once he was
spent, he dropped to his seat and ran his
hand through his hair pushing it away from his face. He held her gaze while mouthing the words, “Thank
you.”
Darcy smiled and
playfully mouthed the words in return, “You’re welcome.” The sound of cars roaring to life around her let Darcy know this delicious time with the mysterious driver was
over.
She looked at
him once more and blew him a kiss.
Flashing her a
bright smile, he reached up and pulled the cord for his air horn giving it two
short blasts before he pulled away.
For a moment, Darcy pondered the idea of following the man who had just shared
a glorious time while stuck in traffic.
However, she decided to keep this a treasured erotic memory. She had
learned over the years how sometimes the fantasy is much better than the
reality.
As the car in
front of her pulled forward, she turned the key
in the ignition and resumed her commute home. Darcy found herself smiling, for she knew she
would never feel the same way about her time traveling to and from work.
She
smiled as she realized how the time she spent waiting in traffic with a sexy
truck driver would forever be etched in her mind. How the memory
of a beautiful Friday afternoon while trapped on I-10, she shared a perfectly sensual
experience with the hot man in a big,
black Peterbilt.
~~~~~
I hope you've enjoyed
my little story of seduction. Having traveled the
highways of this vast country, I confess this sort of thing happens more than
you realize. As a matter of fact, I must admit I’ve been guilty of partaking of
a little “trapped in traffic” fun myself from time to time.
If you enjoyed this
little treat, I invite you to read my other offerings only available on Amazon.
Lustfully yours,
Darina
The art of passion is like a paint brush to a canvas. The amount of colors to choose from can create such a beautiful picture to the mind. The story you told can only creative a masterpiece in one's mind.
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