Closed

The car rumbled on the road. The occasional jolt up every now and then from the bumps n' cracks in the street. They were right though, it only took a couple minutes. The packed car parked right up front.

"Oh fucking shit wait." Bradley said stepping out the car, leaving it running. He walked up to the door and threw his arms up. He jogged back into the car, slamming his door shut.

"Closed?" Brad asked leaning in, his obtuse frame pushing Jordan towards Johnny. She met eyes with him. He still hasn't said a word. He might never Jordan thought. Another vibration was sent. Jordan looked.

"You there yet?- E"

"It's closed."

The typing indicator popped up then went away.

"Okay lets just hit the nearest gas station." Bradley started to input the address in his phone. It pinged up and the car started in reverse again.

"So... are you all friends?" Jordan meekly looked at the four.

"Nope." Thomas turned back to her, his eyes shooting at her tits before meeting her at eye level. "We all met tonight and just happen to be all the DD's" He laughed. "Why did you want to come along anyway? If you wanted a specific **** we could've just wrote it down."

"Oh, well it's a long--" Jordan froze, she didn't want to unpack the night just yet. Not to these strangers. "I just thought it would be fun."

"How drunk are you right now?" Brad interjected, repositioning to be more aligned with Jordan.

Jordan couldn't come up with an answer, she wasn't that drunk. All these guys knew her as was the girl without that much clothes on though at a house party. "I'm pretty drunk right now..." Jordan lied.

A vibration from the phone popped up. She looked down at it. Her eyes went wide.

"Ask if you could have more leg room, spread your legs however much they give you ;)- E."

Jordan stopped for a moment, contemplating what she should do. She took a deep breathe.

"Hey guys, could I get some more leg room..." To her benefit they were being hogs. Both men were spreading their legs comfortably far apart. It's not like Jordan wanted to be spreading her legs at the moment under current predicament. The two boys obeyed, seeing her knees crammed together. Each gave about an inch. She slowly parted her legs till both of her knees were touching one of theirs. This left about just an inch and a half of a view up into the bottom of her shirt. If you looked close enough you could definitely see something. The boys were trying desperately to be polite and not look at her. Another vibration.

"Did you do it?"

"Yes."

"Again."

Jordan gulped. Another inch and it'll be too obvious. She thought for a moment. They have been on the road for another couple minutes... how much longer til the nearest gas station?

"Hey where are we going? Now that weren't not going to Jerrys?" Jordan piped up

"Oh, I'm going to the nearest shell, I get points there. It's just about 10 minutes depending on how the lights treat us." Bradley leaned back.

Jordan couldn't ask again. She thought maybe just nudging them with her knee might do the trick. She pressed Brad's knee a bit and he buckled. Leaving her another room to spread her legs. She did the same to Johnny. Who completely caved and crossed his legs. Jordan blushed, she had another good 3 inches of leg room. She couldn't. She'd be completely pussy out first. The wet t-shirt had ridden up slightly when she got in, she didn't even realize until now. She spread her legs another inch. Just to match Brad. Bradley looked into the rearview mirror and Jordan could see his eyes widen. He could totally see her bottom half on full display for him. Her face grew a deep crimson. She couldn't handle much more of this. Bradley's eyes shot forward to the road. Jordan felt another vibration from the phone.