VOLUME TWO: SPREADING WARMTH
CHAPTER ONE: FLICKERING LIGHTS
I settled back into my seat and lowered my hands from the taxi’s heater, gazing out the passenger’s-side window. “Mind if I take the long route? —
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I came to pick you up from the air-port, so I know. “I wouldn’t mind at all. The effect was hypnotic. tt/1DyZlGA
Link to Volume Three: (I’ll posit it here when its finished! Her smile was genuine, but not without concealed intent. “The view from the mountains is gorgeous tonight.
Sounds kinda nice, actually. I smiled back, then everything seemed to turn quiet, as if someone pressed mute on our conversation. And with Saturday night traffic, it could actually be quicker. ” Christina turned to smile at me, amber eyes gleaming in the darkness.
Blurry lights swished passed under a transparent curtain of snow. When the silence finally became unbearable, I broke it by asking: “Can you see the stars from up there? Both of us stared forward through the windshield at the flurry outside, avoiding any more eye contact, likely thinking the same thing: What is going on? ”
Christina smiled again, this time with considerable more restraint.
” Christina reached out a hand to turn the music down a little, so she could talk quieter: “I love that moment when you start driving down the mountain and the town is laid out there in-front of you, all glittery and shimmering. Her eyes seemed slightly faint, dim even, like those of a person talking to a complete stranger. Then, she said:
Catches my breath every single time. Why am I entertaining this? If it bothers you, the smoke, just say so. ”
“Me too”, I said, feeling that warmth kindle again. “Mind if I wind down my window to have a smoke? When I was driving to you from the air-port, it nearly took my breath away.
Her eyes had that gleam again, I noticed. I’m not meant to in here anyway, but–”
“–Sometimes you do”, I finished, grinning. A certain presence in them. ”
She laughed and something inside me reacted by spontaneously combusting. “, she said, laughter trailing off into cute giggles.
“Only if you don’t mind losing a little heat, love. The mountains, I mean. You’re heaters work on over-drive. “Is it okay if I wind my window down too and join you? I figured star-gazing was as good as anything, though.
My eyes wandered up to the fare-ticker. ”
I reached for my pack of smokes, then wound the window down. I wasn’t terribly worried about it in the first place. I hadn’t noticed before, but she must have stopped it, or paused it. ”
As teen amateur pussy pics we drove higher up the mountain, the town diminished in the rear-view mirror and the stars grew brighter.
“It’s beautiful”, I said, looking through the windshield. CHAPTER TWO: OFF HER SHIFT
She flicked her cigarette out the window, then pulled a u-turn and parked, so we would face the twinkling city beneath us. I found myself gazing out of the window for short phases, feeling calm and at ease, happy to let the time slip past.
“It’ll get warm in here again quick enough. Close to twenty minutes had passed since the cab-lady — Christina, I corrected myself — had picked me up and still, I had no idea where I wanted to go. “We don’t have to go anywhere in a hurry, unless you need to. ” She looked across at me, her eyes no different than the flickering lights on the horizon. “, I asked, less out of want to only smoke half of one and more out of a desire to feel a glancing touch of her hand as I passed it to her… or to taste her red lip-stick on the filter when she handed it back.
“Want to share a cigarette? Neither of us seemed concerned. Reclined, I had a much better view of the stars. I feel like this is exactly where I needed to go. It was lovely to see them so bright, from an elevated perspective, above the light-pollution and dreariness.
She took her seat-belt off and reclined her seat, then looked over at me, inviting me to do the same. I darted my vision back up toward the stars again, hoping she hadn’t noticed my inappropriate glance. I thought about sliding one of my hands into my pocket to adjust my cock into a less obvious position, but that would be a dead give-away in my reclined state.
After a minute or two, I realized I also had an excellent view between Christina’s large breasts and the chocolate valley between them. I’m content being right here. ’, she asked, smiling. After a couple minutes of star-gazing and ideal conversation — not to mention a few more inappropriate peeks down her shirt — I was starting to prey to God that she hadn’t spotted the slight bulge growing under the zipper of my jeans.
“You feel any better, sweety? “Yeah”, I said, looking at my watch. ”
We shared the cigarette in silence for a while, then I tossed it out my window. ”
“No, I take it home when I work the early shift. “You’re off your shift in fifteen minutes. ” naked amateurs pictures I’m in the same boat, yes. ”
“So, you are like me, in no real hurry.
After a long silence, I said: “To be honest with you, I’m not even sure I need to go downtown any more. ”
She giggled, with just the hint of nervousness. I looked into her eyes and I saw a potential that excited and terrified me. What do I think is exactly going to happen here with this woman?
Sleeping with a man my age? There was a momentary silence in my thoughts, then a voice inside my head scolded me: Why does that matter? Had I lost control of myself? Do you have to park the cab back at your work for the night?
So, I just hoped she wouldn’t look away from the stars. Stop thinking and enjoy this woman’s company. “If Im taking the taxi home tonight, Christina said, interrupting my internal monologue. “Does that mean I have to take you home with me, too? It’s something special. Shes nearly twice my age, shed never consider—
She’d never consider what? Sure, I replied, my voice sturdy enough for her to know I meant it.
Does any of it matter? Or Ill order Chinese, she said, still giggling. As she sat up and adjusted the seat back to normal, then pulled away from the curb, Portisheads Glory Box began to play on her CD. ”
There was an awkward silence, because I suddenly didn’t know where to take this line of conversation next.
If you havent eaten, maybe Ill cook you something to eat? CHAPTER THREE: OFF HER SHIFT
What do you do for work? ” She giggled again, trying to disclose the sub-text that question hid underneath her bubbly laughter. , she asked me, at the exact moment Id slipped my hand down the front-pocket of my jeans to adjust my stiff, throbbing cock.
Id love to go home with you. She looked forward again, not saying anything. The erection that had subsided after I stopped peeking between her cleavage was now back, rock-hard and probably there to stay. But I write and do photography in my free time.
I didnt know what to say. She glanced toward me again, her expression blank and un-readable. She glanced side-ways at me on the word work and I saw her eye-line dart down to the bulge in my crotch. I felt the blood rush to my face and turn my cheeks rosy. All I managed to get out of my mouth was a quivering, reluctant laugh.
Retail, I said, feeling awkward and dumb. You cant see my lady-boner, but its there, alright. In the same placid voice, she said: And just then, you were trying to hide your dick from me seeing it, right? After an increasingly awkward silence, she finished with a simple: “Busted” and another string of adorable giggles. Raging… Invisible… Lady boner…” More giggles, these like the crackle of fireworks.
She smiled at me, as I twisted in my seat. Her voice reminded me fleetingly of my French teacher in grade-school and the patient way shed ask you to repeat a word you’d mispronounced. At the lights up here, even if its green, Im going to stop for a moment; just long enough for you to pull that bad-boy out, okay sweetie?
Without realizing what my hands were doing, I un-did my fly and reached under my briefs. Despite the bubble of anxiety inflating in my chest, my cock had begun to pulse harder than ever — honestly, ever. The taxi pulled up at the light, which was red, and Christina looked at me eagerly.
My rock-hard cock, however, refused to acknowledge my embarrassment. The light turned green, but Christina was still starring at my cock. Acting on some primal impulse, I grabbed my shaft again and gave my cock a few strokes, letting the pre-cum spread evenly over my foreskin. Christina reached out with her hand, just as I took mine away. Dont feel bad, she said.
I felt a shudder of pleasure run up my spine and dispersed through my shoulders. I reached back under my briefs quickly, letting go of my shaft and letting it throb in the air, then brought my balls up and placed them over the zipper of my jeans. I’d like to say a thank you to the lovely “WhisperInTheDarkness” for all of her edits on the previous volume.
This was mostly to re-ignite my inspiration, but also to better set things up for Volume Three and Volume Four, now that I know exactly what I want. My hand grabbed hold on my shaft, which already felt wet with pre-cum, and I tugged it out. One of her hands left the steering-wheel and moved down toward her thigh.
A link to volumes two an three will be provided here when I get them up. She gripped my cock firmly, then gave it a few slow, long strokes. VOLUME THREE: TBD
VOLUME FOUR: TBD
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