She wants me to drive her

“Need a driver for tonight ;)” M texts me in the afternoon. This is problematic. I promised to drive her around this week, but tonight she has a girls night, with one of the girls being my GF.

I: “What do I tell my GF?”

M: “Dont care ;) Make sth up”

I tell my GF that I meet with my friends, and get my car to be Ms personal Uber driver for the night. I get her at her door at 8. She looks smoking hot as usual, in a knee-long summer dress, leather boots and a brown coat. She has an intense red lipstick on. She gets in my car and gives me a kiss on the cheek. I’m almost too stressed to enjoy it.

I try to use the ride to clarify things. I start with telling her, that she cant tell my GF that I’m driving her. She responds confidently, that she hates to lie, but that she doesn’t think that anybody will ask. She obviously wants to demonstrate that she’s the one making the rules, and she does that successfully

With a bit of hesitation, I elaborate how our deal excludes any sexual duties. I only do harmless errands for her that wont further incriminate me, and she cant use for further blackmailing. She laughs loudly.

“Do you really think I would need that?” M says, like it was the funniest, most absurd statement she heard this year. She continues: “I think I already demonstrated clearly that you cant resist me”

“T-That was…a moment of weakness. That wouldn’t happen again” I say and I believe it. At the same time I know that I shouldn’t have said that, because it would challenge M.

“Oh really” M says mischievously, while slowly pulling up her dress with her left hand, exposing the smooth skin of her thigh.

I struggle to keep my eyes on the street, but apart from a very short glance, I do a good job. M stops with the tempting and starts to justify herself: “You must think that Im some mean bitch. But you are the one in a relationship. You cheated on your girl when we made out yesterday. You are the one thats undressing your GFs friend with his eyes all the time. I’m just testing if you are a good boyfriend for her.”

“I think you just want to proof that you are better than her.” I respond, in a short and strong moment of disobedience. After a second of silence, she says “Maybe I do.”

She continues: “But why didn’t I show her our little gym session, huh?”

I say that I think she might be looking for even more **** stuff, but she won’t get that. We were clear and I hope she respects that. I consciously challenge her here. I want her to double down on it. I believe that she does adhere to her own twisted rules. She respects a deal. Just as she wouldn’t have started to tempt me without my GFs (indirect) permission that she got on that phone call.

And it seems to work. M doubles down and says that not only wont she **** me to do anything, she won’t lie about anything she does, she will tell me if I’m being filmed, and she will not have sex with me.

“You wont?” I say. I hope I did not just sound disappointed. I was just surprised as I thought it was her plan. (…to be honest, maybe I was a bit disappointed, its still my hottest fantasy after all)

“I wont. Not unless you beg me to.” M says in a warm friendly tone, while putting her hand on my thigh.

“Beg you?” I ask.

“Exactly. If you think I would just have sex with you, you are dreaming. You would have to beg for it.” She says, as if sacrificing my relationship would not be enough at stake.

Her hand is still on my thigh and her confident words made her especially sexy. Her hand starts to slide up slowly and I know I have to stop her now. I take my right hand from the steering-wheel and grab her hand to push it away from my thigh. But as soon as my hand touches hers, I become hesitant. Instead of a mighty push, I barely move her hand, while her fingers intertwine with mine. Her soft little hand in mine feels weirdly intimate and I lose my resolve for a second.

She leans over and whispers in my ear: “There are no cameras in your car, right?” Her soft hand slips out of mine and back onto my thigh, slowly sliding up towards the growing bulge in my pants. My eyes are still on the street, but I notice her red lips smiling at me in the corner of my eyes.

“I said no..” I mumble under my breath, in a not very convincing tone.

“Come on. No cameras, no proof.” M says, while her first finger makes contact with my dick over my pants. An electric feeling shoots trough my body. I breath heavy and say: “N-no…you would tell her”

She giggles and responds: “What about this….as long as you don’t cum, this stays our secret”

At this point, her whole hand is on my dick, making minimal movements, then slowly starts to apply pressure trough my pants. Slowly she starts to jerk my dick up and down through my pants. I grab her wrist and try to say something, I try to object. She kisses my neck and whispers: “Just say stop. The moment you say stop, I will stop. And as long as you don’t cum, nobody will know. And that shouldn’t be a problem with what I heard about your stamina. Come on…lets have some fun!”

My grip on her wrist slowly, involuntarily loosens, while I don’t find any words to say. She smiles, kisses my neck one more time and moves her hand from my dick towards my zipper. She opens my pants. Is this really happening? My heart is pumping like crazy again. I rationalize, as long as I don’t cum, its gonna be fine, nobody will know.

Finally, her hand moves into my underwear and her soft little fingers make contact with the bare skin of my dick. What an amazing feeling. I almost accidentally, run a red light from all the distraction. She laughs.

My dick is now completely out, in her tiny hand. She inspects it carefully. “So this is what your GF is always bragging about huh”

“I like it. Its a bit thinner than I expected, but thats fine, I’m really tight anyways. I can never handle these girthy ones.” I ignore this compliment-insult hybrid and try to focus on the street. Her hand starts to move up and down my dick for a few strokes. Somehow it feels so intense, so so damn good on my dick. She then kisses down my neck, then moves her head slowly between my legs. Is this really happening?

The drivers next to me notice, fortunately nobody we know.

Her lips make contact with the tip of my dick, sending waves of pleasure through my body. She kisses the shaft, then a little lick, then a longer one. I’m so hard, the veins on my dick seem like they are about to burst. She looks up at me one more time with her naughty eyes and says: “Dont forget, you just have to say stop”, then she takes my whole dick in her mouth. Its the best feeling I ever felt, and I accidentally let out a slight moan. She smiles, while slowly going up and down 2 more times. My whole body is shaking and to my surprise, I feel an orgasm building up. No fucking way. I never had a problem with premature ejaculation. I always had great stamina. If I had a problem, then that it usually would take me too long to cum. And now, M barely wrapped her mouth around me and I already feel it building up!

Her hand is tight around the base of my dick, and her head is just about to pick up the pace as I scream: “Stop! Stop. Stop..”

She instantly stops, come up and looks at my with a surprised look on her face and says: “Already?”

I try to save it: “No..no, I just think we shouldnt..”

She looks at me suspiciously and says: “Oh really?” Then takes her index finger and touches the tip of my dick, which produced a clear, thick fluid. Precum.

She licks her finger, smiles and says: “You were about to cum already, weren’t you?”

I was silent. She continues: “Wow. Your GF always talks about your stamina and how hard it is to make you cum, and here you are about to burst for me just like that.”

I’m blushing. My eyes fixed on the street. I dont know what to say.

She giggles and then says in a seductive but degrading tone: “Then I wonder how long you would last in bed with me.”

I feel super embarrassed. The last few minutes of the drive we sit there in silence. My mind is racing. We arrive at the bar and she insists to drive her as close as possible. I pray that my GF doesn’t show up at that moment, but fortunately she is usually late. One of her other friends seeing us would be bad enough though. I stop next to the bar and tell M to have a fun night. She says thanks for the drive, then, suddenly puts her hand on the side of my face and gives me a deep kiss. I’m absolutely overwhelmed, and before I collect the strength to stop her, she ends the kiss, winks and leaves the car.

I look around nervously if somebody saw that, but luckily nobody seemed to have witnessed that. I sit there silently for half a minute until I realize that I have to leave as fast as possible. Only half way home I notice that my mouth is full of her red lipstick. I wash my face at a gas station. I know my GF shouldn’t be home, but still I dont dare to enter the building like that. I lay down in bed, horny, nervous…and write the next chapter on Chyoa, while my GF has drinks with the girl that just had my dick in her mouth.