A nice country lane

“Any music in here?” Lucy asks as she leans forward between the front seats, letting the driver get a good view of her large breasts held precariously inside her top. The driver points at the stereo, and before you can reach out to turn it on, Lucy has somehow got herself right between the seats and is turning the dial. Her actions don’t go unnoticed as the driver struggles to concentrate on the road and not the massive breasts encased inside her small top barely inches from his face. Finally she drops back to her seat, but remains leant forward so she can join in with the conversation that now has to contend with the radio as well, which, as always, she has cranked up loud.

“So where was you going anyway, hope we haven’t put you out of your way” you ask, knowing already that even if he was going to an important meeting he will be happy not to make it as long as he stays in the company of Lucy and yourself.

”Oh, nowhere, just home, but there’s no rush” he tells you as the car reaches the outskirts of the town and into the more open space. “So, anywhere in particular you wanted me to drive?” You know he is searching for clues as to just how far he is going to get with you.

“Let’s go down there” Lucy points off towards what barely qualifies as a track, let alone a road, and quickly breaking, he has no objections to her desired direction. The car turns into the small road, and he follows it down as it twists and turns while all around the trees become denser and denser.

“Mmmmmmm, it’s nice and quiet round here isn’t it” Lucy purrs into his ear as she leans right behind him, and as you watch you see her hand ease around the side of the seat and over his shoulder and chest. The car slows as he struggles to retain his composure in the face of such an attractive and young girl teasing him like this.