Pretty X-Woman update

Laura pulled the collar of her coat up around her chin. The wind whipped at her bare legs and several men passing by gave her at least a glance. She ignored them. Chris was bringing the car around. Borrowed from an older student, but she was surprised by the effort he’d put into that. Surely it had cost him something…

The wind blew her hair. A businessman walking down the street winked at her. She smiled by rote. Chris drove up and parked at the curb, leaning across the seat to open the passenger door.

Without a word, she climbed in. He gunned the motor and took off.

“Chris,” she said, moving close to him.

He kept his eyes on the car in front of him. A bead of sweat shone, bright as a gemstone, on his brow. “Wait until we’re out of this traffic.”

“Wait for what?” Laura asked, watching the other cars. 

Chris shook his head a little, then reached for her hand and squeezed it.

“Are you paying for that?” Laura asked him.

“I… how much do you charge?” Chris asked with a weak laugh.

“You already paid. Was it for this or to be fucked?”

It began to rain. The wind beat it against the windshield. Chris let go of her hand to turn on the wipers.

“Let’s just drive for a while,” he said, using that same hand to wipe his sweaty brow.

“You have me until we get back to the mansion.”

Soon they were out of the downtown area. The traffic thinned out. 

“You don’t have to put it that way,” Chris said. “’Having you’.”

“You don’t have to take me back to the mansion.”

He looked at her.

“Not yet. But my stuff is there.”

He turned off the freeway onto a quiet residential street. “I’ll get you there.”

“I want you to get your money’s worth.”

Chris placed his hand on her knee.

Laura’s voice lowered. “Is that what you paid for?”

His fingers moved up her thigh and wedged between her legs. She groaned. The coat fell open to her waist, showing the taut stomach above her shorts. Her pants had barely any legs. It was easy to reach into them, under the crotch, especially when she let her legs fall open and he moved his hand further.

“You’re wet,” he said, seeking the damp groove under her panties.

“You paid for me to be.”

“I paid for what happened at the club. What’s this?” Chris thrust his fingers inside the wet crotch of her panties. “What’s this?”

Hot sensations coursed through her as he fingered her pussy. She enjoyed his boldness. There was no one on the street, in the cars, but there were other cars driving by, their headlights forcing their way into the cab and then slinking out. It intrigued her, wondering what the other drivers saw, if they didn’t know what was happening under the dashboard, what was under those other dashboards…

Chris drove slowly up and down the streets. He only needed one hand on the wheel. 

 Now she parted her thighs still further and moved down the seat, so he could more easily touch her. She shivered when he plunged his index finger into her seething cunt. 

Laura couldn’t resist placing her hand on his groin. She felt his cock throbbing inside his pants. He fingered her flooded pussy and she had to have his cock in her mouth. She couldn’t wait for him to make the first move.

“Drive us to a motel,” Laura ordered. She leaned over, deftly pulling his zipper down.  She worked her hand inside his pants and grabbed his cock. It pulsed wildly in her hand and she bent down to lick it…

“I don’t know where one is,” Chris groaned.

“Then get your phone out and look,” Laura said as she flicked her tongue over the swollen head of his cock.

She swirled her tongue over his glans and around the rim and watched it twitch with excitement. He grabbed the steering wheel with both hands and moaned when she took his prick inside her hungry lips.

She took a few inches of his thick shaft into her mouth and lapped her tongue over the quickening veins on its underside. She gently drew his cockhead inside her lips and sucked on the very tip. 

“Pull over,” she told him. “Ms. Frost says we shouldn’t use our phones while driving.”

Chris gently guided her mouth back over his prick as, with a minimum of attention, he pulled the car over—nearly hitting a parked SUV just in front of them.. “Always do what Ms. Frost says…”

“Don’t come,” Laura said. “Not for a long time. I’ll give you my best. It’s the last time until you get more money.”

It was true. She had no idea when she would suck his cock again. To assuage her sadness, she darted tiny sensuous kisses up and down his shaft. She dropped her hands to his balls and squeezed them gently. She sucked the swollen head of his dick more and more vigorously, and soon was transfixed with excitement. Her cunt took over and she wasn’t sad, just horny, eager to relieve the itch between her legs. 

And above her, Chris looked up a motel.