The sun was setting to the left as he drove north on the Pacific Coast Highway. She sat with her head reclining. The sun tanning her upturned face. Except for her smile, she appeared to be sleeping. Lazily she swung her right leg over the door, her foot tapping to the stereo. He could not avert his eyes as her miniskirt rode up her thigh. She smiled bigger sensing his reaction. Lucky for him, lucky for both of them, the little roadster handled well.

She rested her hand behind his head and the proximity of her fingers teased his nerves. The highway traffic was crawling and they hit every red light. A 4x4 truck pulled up beside them and she instinctively extended her leg tightening her calf. He felt a tightening in his shorts. She leaned over and nipped his ear. Her hand pulling his head closer. The red light would change soon but he chanced a kiss. Her mouth waiting.

Feeling encouraged she dropped her hand to his lap and traced the bulge she found there. The driver of the 4x4 revved his engine in approval.

An angry honk from behind alerted him that the light had changed. He pulled away but her hand stayed. He debated what to do. Surely she would not provoke the situation. But her hand stayed and his own body continued to betray him. She teased his cheek with her tongue. Then planted light kisses down his jaw line. He moaned and was frustrated that now all the lights were turning green. Wanting to kiss her lips again.

He licked his lips and she laughed. Her hand was busy removing his penis from his shorts. He tried pulling ahead of the 4x4, but the driver knew as well as he did what she was planning, and wanted to watch. She stroked him and bent to him, kissing his engorged head. He groaned as she sat back up, her hand inches from him. She resumed her position, sunning herself. He tried to redress but her fingernails dug into his thigh. He sighed. The lights were turning red again and she would not let him kiss her. He wondered if she was a witch.

He started to go soft. Without looking, she reached over and stroked him again. Her hand felt so good. It didn't take long to make him rise to attention. He could hear the driver of the 4x4 laughing. His frustration spurred her on and she bent to kiss him again. He lifted his hips to meet her mouth. This time she took him in her mouth. Sliding down once then pulling up. She stroked him with her mouth. The light changed and he was surprised he didn't hit the gas pedal too hard. Her mouth was warm and he was close.

She pulled away again. This time she left her hand closer and he tried to wriggle, to establish contact. Aching for release. But she sensed this and moved with him. The next light was green and she rubbed the head lightly. He was so hard and pulsed to her touch. She pulled away as he crossed the intersection. He prayed for a red light. But the next three were green. And each intersection frustrated him more. He asked if she wanted to pull off she said no. He groaned she told him not to worry.

She reached for the ice chest and offered him a water bottle. She gave him one and opened one for herself. Drinking she reached for him again. Her mouth was now cold from the water and he groaned. But she didn't stop and she massaged his balls. There were no more lights for awhile and she swallowed him. He tried not to jerk the wheel but this was too much. She continued to suck as he writhed and then exploded. She still did not let up, milking him dry.

The driver of the 4x4 applauded.