In her car

Leigh takes her cola and heads back to her car, cheeks red as she contemplates how brazen she's being. She noticed Mae's interest in her and just immediately asked her to hang out. On what, a date? I don't know what I'm doing, Leigh thinks as she gets back in the car. She smiles. But it's fun.

She thinks again about Mae's big tits. She imagines how soft they must be. She wonders if Mae's nipples are sensitive. The teenager probably doesn't have much experience with women - not that Leigh does either. They could explore together.

While she muses, Leigh doesn't notice her hand wandering toward her chest. She idly pushes her unbuttoned shirt to the side, exposing one tiny tit. While she imagines pushing Mae up against a wall and kissing her hard, she starts rubbing her quickly-hardening nipple. She gasps as she pinches it, just a little.

Her other hand, with a mind of its own, pushes under her waistband and makes its way toward her wet pussy. It's still sensitive from her wild masturbation session on the highway, but ready for more. She rubs her clit in a slow circle, thinking about how thick Mae's thighs must be.

Just for a moment, she thinks about how exposed she is, with her shirt disheveled and her hand down her pants, but the thought passes and she focuses on fantasizing. She touches herself, letting out occasional moans, content to daydream and take it slow.

Suddenly there's a knock on her window, and Leigh jolts.