Intercepted

Just as you reached your car you heard rushed footsteps and a man’s voice calling out to you. “Yes?” You turned around to see the same man who interrupted your little mutual masturbation session with the woman.

He mumbled out a greeting and his name, “I didn't mean you scare you off back there. I just wanted a better view.” He raised his eyebrows and grinned.

Ah. He must’ve saw you through the window. Oops. You wondered how many other people saw your show. Playing coy, you just shrugged and unlocked your car. “W-wait! Can I get your name? Number? Insta? Snap?” He rattled off, eager for more than just the glimpse of you from the window.

You pretended to hesitate, “I dunno...I think I’ll just-”

“Come on! I have a big cock!” Wow, what a last attempt.

You grinned slyly, “Oh really? Show me.”

He sighed, “Ok, give me your number. I’ll send you a pic.”

You shook your head, “Nope. Show me.”

“What? Right here?” He stuttered.

You nodded, “Uh huh. Right now.” To give him a little motivation, you started to pull your dress down, revealing more of your cleavage but stopping just shy of your nipples.

He gulped audibly but looked around the parking lot to make sure the coast was clear. Quickly, and a little shaky, he unzipped his jeans and pulled out his cock.

You licked your lips and felt your pussy twitch at the sight of his easily nine inch and still soft dick. “Oh you weren’t lying.”

He nodded and grabbed the length of his cock and stroked a few times, “Yea you like that?”

Behind him a car started to pull into the parking lot and he hurriedly put his dick back in his pants.

“So?” He asked as the car drove past you.

You opened the driver side door, “So?” You repeated and climbed in.

His reply was muffled by the closed window but you rolled it down and smirked, “How do you feel about putting on a little show for my followers?”