Go ahead and touch her up a little.

What she doesn't know can't hurt her, right? There doesn't seem too much harm in giving in to your perverse curiosity.

Moving your hand from her knee to further along her thigh, you gently press and feel her lean athletic legs through her track pants. Your cock hardens as you continue to gently press your fingers along the soft insides of her thigh, so tantalizingly close to the warmth of her hidden cunt. You try to keep your eyes on the road, though you find yourself continually glancing over to see if your covert molestations have disturbed her drunken sleep. Thankfully, she remains unaware, eyes closed and a very small trickle of drool escaping from her slack lips.

Taking that as an encouraging sign, you now move to feel the slope of her breasts, testing their shape and form through her top. She may not have the largest chest you've ever encountered, but they still feel wonderful to touch, and you imagine sucking and licking her unseen nipples.

Aroused by your fantasies, you only now become aware that you've pulled into your street. Reluctantly, you remove your hand from your **** passenger and pull your car into your apartement's parking lot.

Six floors, you think to yourself. Are you going to have to carry her all the way in, or will she come awake if you try hard enough to rouse her? It's going to have to be one or the other, really.