cum with me, then

"I'm under 25, but over 18, so why don't you come with me?" you ask, with a come-hither smile.

The paunchy head salesman practically falls over himself unlocking the driver's door to allow you entrance. He tries not to be obvious that he is watching as you get into the low-slung sportscar. Your long bare legs are practically above you as you settle back into the bucket seat. Your skirt is pulled back and the scrunch of your pussyfolds is revealed through the tight silk panties.

The salesman shakes his head, trying to jar himself awake from his dirty daydreams. He eases himself into the passenger seat and you both buckle up and pull out of the sales lot. A few of the younger sales guys you spy giving the man the 'thumbs up' sign.

You sense the salesman becoming comfortable as you slowly, and deliberately, ease through city traffic. As you hit the open highway, all hell seems to break loose in his little world.

Owing to the smooth grace of the sportscar, he doesn't realize you've hit triple digits until you undo your seat harness.

The warning beep causes him to look over to you, and see you're going 120mph. Your seat harness is also no longer keeping you from your needy pussy.

"Miss! You've gotta slow down!" he says, getting a little worried.

"Oh! I love the sensation of speed! I get off on it!" you scream, as your one hand dives deep into your panties while the other remains in control of the wheel.

The salesman momentarily forgets his predicament as he watches your hand dig deep inside your pink silk undies.

The noise of sirens and the flashing of lights reawakens him to another peril.