Car

By car late one night from work to see my boyfriend at college, I ended up following a white truck. He wasn’t going fast so I passed him, and then he tried to pass me by by lighting the light in his cab so I could see what he looked like. He was cute and I followed him for a while and decided what hell, I passed him again and this time I did the same thing and waved over him while I was passing. It wasn’t like me at all, I don’t know if it was just late and I was bored or something, but I loved it. After a few minutes, he passed again with his light on, but this time he pointed something straight and gave me away. Then I was a sign from the rest zone and I knew what he wanted. My heart began to strike while I kind of froze not wanting to go further. I watched his flashing on half a mile in front of me. In my mind, I wasn’t going to stop, but as I approached my heart, I couldn’t help but approach his truck.

Erica’s first year after university proved very disappointing for romance. She made friends, but she didn’t find anyone to play with. She went through her wardrobe and chose a outfit for a night in town. First the black stockings attached to a belt of satin stockings. Then, a pair of almost luminescent white panties, followed by a loose silk blouse and a skirt above the knee. Finally, a few medium heels, a custom jacket, a little light makeup and perfume. Erica decided to head to the Max Club, a bar on the north side that was not too busy. That night, the crowd was so small. It didn’t take him long to get the attention of a big blond. He wore a leather jacket and a black jeans. He hung on to his table with another bottle of beer she was drinking.