Driving hard
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Posted:May 10, 2019 3:29 pm
Last Updated:May 26, 2019 10:47 pm
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I often commute a long distance to work. A typical, rush hour drive can to 2 hours there and back. During this time my mind races and I often find myself getting horny. I think in part this is a defence mechanism and a distraction from the pressures of work.
Occasionally I stare the female drivers in the cars opposite. Not in a creepy prolonged way, just a glance.
This week I glance over to a blonde lady in her mid 40s. She had her hair tied up and was curvey with pale skin. Just as I was about to turn away just reached for a coffee cup. It must of spilt. She bolted up right and began rubbing her blouse. I felt sorry for her how far had she drove to ruin her outfit the last minute. As I watched she began unbuttoning the blouse, top button down. My cock jolted and grew firm. I watched her undressed and reach back for a replacement shirt. She had huge boobs held by an old black bra. It was sexier that her bra was clearly old. I watched, point checking that one could see me staring. By this point my cock was ripping at my suit trousers and I was so aroused. I waited till the traffic flowed again and slipped my dick of the fly. Pulling my jacket to hide the view I started stroking it hard and fast, whilst driving with the other hand. It was hard to multi-task and I decided to pull over. In the side street I stroked fasted and as I came I caught it in an old parking . It was my best drive to work this week.
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I still think about her
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Posted:May 3, 2019 12:56 pm
Last Updated:Feb 14, 2020 2:56 am
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For , work means bueinss trips, and this means hotel rooms. I think I have seen the inside of ever budget chain. This is far from glamourous and usual involving staying alone from five o'clock, eating snacks and watching TV.
This time was different. I saw her carrying bags and struggling towards her hotel room. Like a gentleman I ran over picking items had fallen. She was in her mid 40s.... I smile as I write this imagining how shy she was and great it was to shower together in the morning. I look for her on ever hotel stay. One day I hope we meet again
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