Paul had been dating Jayne for just over a year now. Paul drove past Jayne every morning as she waited at the bus stop. He usually slowed down as he passed because he thought that she looked stunning. She was slightly shorter than Paul at 5 foot 6 inches, she had short blonde hair which framed her pretty face as it curved around her cheeks, she was quite slim, and, as he was to discover later, she was a size sixteen an ample 36C, and, at 23 years old, 9 years younger than he was. He loved looking at her legs which were usually well displayed since she wore very short skirts or dresses, and they looked particularly attractive when she wore black stockings. He tried to imagine what it would be like to run his hands up her legs and under her skirt. Would she be wearing panties? Would there be a tell-tale damp patch on them?
One morning, acting on an impulse, he stopped at the bus stop where she was waiting, wound down the passenger window, and asked if he could give her a lift to wherever she was going. She told him that she wouldn’t want him to go out of his way, but he assured her that it would be his pleasure. She accordingly got into the car, and as she did so, her skirt slid up her thighs to give Paul a glimpse of her white panties. Paul immediately got hard, and Jayne could clearly see the bulge in his trousers. They drove off, and Paul started to chat to her about such mundane things as the weather, musical tastes, and anything else that would help take his mind off the thoughts he was having about this beautiful girl. As they chatted, he discovered that she didn’t have a current boyfriend and that she lived at home with her mother and 2 younger brothers.
All too soon, they reached her place of work. As she made to get out of the car, Paul asked if he could see her again and maybe take her out for a drink one night. Jayne told Paul that she would like that very much, gave him her address and arranged for him to call for her the following evening. Paul drove off feeling very pleased with himself for giving in to his impulse that morning by offering her a lift to work and asking her out on a date. He was looking forward to that first date, hoping that it would be a success and lead to further dates. He was not disappointed. Their first date was an unqualified success, and they arranged another for the following week.
On their second date, Paul took Jayne to a good restaurant and on the way home, she asked if he could find somewhere quiet to stop for a few minutes before dropping her off at her house. He managed to find a secluded place away from other traffic. As soon as they stopped, she reached across to undo his trousers, and soon had them and his boxer shorts pulled down to his ankles.
She put her hand on his erect cock and remarked, “You ARE wet, aren’t you?”
“Being close to you has made me feel very horny, Jayne,” he replied.