I was driving home from work in my boyfriend’s convertible. The weather was excruciatingly hot & I had the top down – wind blowing through my medium blonde hair which was made even blonder by lots of time in the sun. I was wearing a light flowery sundress – of course I was wearing nothing underneath. My 36-C’s are firm from swimming and my body is tight and toned from biking, running, and all the other activities I love to do. Including have very physical sex with my boyfriend.

Anyway, I’m cruising along just fine on I-5, it’s a Friday afternoon and I’m looking forward to the weekend. Suddenly, just before a curve, traffic stops short! I’ve got a mini-van in front of me, the back half of a delivery van beside me and an old, souped-up Mustang to the left of me. That is ALL I can see. I have no idea what the hold up is, and I decide to just play with the radio dials and see what I can find.

I lean back in my seat and a little bit of sweat trickles down from my neck between my breasts and it tickles.