Secret Code

As they reached the sidewalk, Zoe turned to him, her eyes sparkling with mischief as the car pulled up that Sophia had ordered driven by her new favorite driver Mason. Neither Zoe nor Andrew knew Mason's history with Sophia but he had learned enough about them the other day to expect the unexpected based on what he knew about Sophia.

"Hello, my name is Mason and you must be Andrew and Zoe. Sophia has shared so much about you. I will be with you for the evening so if there is anything you need you just let me know" and with that he opened the door to the Rolls-Royce Cullinan.

As Mason held the door open, Zoe's eyes met Andrew's, and she flashed him a sly smile before sliding into the luxurious interior of the Cullinan. The soft leather enveloped her like a warm hug, and she couldn't help but run her hands over the sleek surface. Andrew followed her, his eyes scanning the interior as he settled into the seat beside her. Mason closed the door behind them, and the sound of the engine purring to life filled the air.

Zoe leaned back in her seat, her eyes locking onto Mason's reflection in the rearview mirror. "So, Mason, how long have you known Sophia?" she asked, her voice husky and confident.

"I have been serving her for the last few days" as Zoe heard the word serving she had a sneaking suspicion as to what that meant based on her knowledge of Sophia and how all men end up "serving her" and her desires. She glanced at Andrew, who was oblivious to the hidden meaning in Mason's words and made her feel like she was more in the know than Sophia's husband.

"Well, I'm sure you'll be a great driver for us tonight," Andrew said, trying to keep his voice light and friendly. We'll do our best to be well behaved on the way home but it is a party."

As Mason's eyes met Zoe's in the rearview mirror, a hint of a smile played on his lips, and he nodded slightly, as if acknowledging a shared secret. Zoe's gaze lingered on his reflection for a moment, her mind racing with possibilities, and she ran her tongue over her lips causing Mason's cock to twitch before she turned her attention back to Andrew, who was oblivious to the subtle exchange.

The Rolls glided smoothly through the streets, its engine purring softly as Mason navigated the evening traffic. The interior of the car was dimly lit, with only the soft glow of the dashboard lights illuminating the luxurious leather and polished wood trim. Mason adjusted the mirror and was able to see up Zoe's skirt and saw the familiar blue light from the vibrator in her pussy.

As Mason's eyes locked onto the blue glow emanating from Zoe's skirt, a subtle smile spread across his face, and he adjusted the rearview mirror to get a better view. The soft light from the dashboard illuminated the faintest hint of a blush rising to Zoe's cheeks, and Andrew, still oblivious to the exchange, continued to chat about the party they were headed to. Zoe's gaze drifted back to Mason's reflection, and she raised an eyebrow, as if daring him to react further.