Leila´s Picnic Weekend - Sexgeschichten

Leila´s Picnic Weekend

... slipped behind the wheel. Before she did up the seatbelt, Leila looked in the back seat. She knew that she could persuade him to let her wear the jacket she had seen Wednesday night. Damn! It was no longer in the back seat. All that was there was a picnic hamper, and an electric cooler which was plugged into the cigarette lighter. No jacket, no blanket, nothing to cover her. David was wearing his usual jeans and sport shirt, so she knew there would be no help there.

As they started off, she suddenly realized what was different about the car today. Her seat had a terrycloth cover that had not been there before. This was more comfortable than the original cloth and vinyl covering. As David drove through the city, he started to tease her again. He had to shift down and up as they approached and then left each red light, but between times, instead of putting his right hand back on the wheel, he would drop it onto her knee, and then allow it trail up her leg, the fingers caressing her inner thigh. He seemed to time the movement so that whenever his hand arrived almost at her genitals, he would have to remove it for another series of shifts. When he replaced it on her, he would start all over again at her knee. This aroused her, and it reminded her most forcefully of her nudity.

It was even worse as they approached an intersection with a large number of pedestrians waiting for the light. The car was in the right-most lane, since they would be turning right at the following ...

... intersection, and Leila realized that all those people would be able to clearly see her nakedness. The light turned yellow, and David started to slow down. "Go for it, David, you can make it in time." Leila did not want all those eyes devouring her nude body.

"I really don't think you want me to run it." Leila shivered as the car came to a halt right beside the crowd of pedestrians, and David's hand returned to her knee. "You see, sweetheart, this intersection has red-light cameras installed. They photograph any car running the red, and we would have run the red. The picture clearly shows both licence number and the occupants of the car. Would you really want that photo floating around the cop shop?" Leila shuddered at the thought of all those policemen seeing her naked body; then, seeing the gawkers on the sidewalk staring at her shuddered yet again. She could feel herself becoming wet with arousal as she basked in the attention.

Soon they were off the city streets and on the thruway. Mid-morning Saturday was always a relatively light time; those leaving the city for the weekend had left last night, and those who had to work today had long since reached their workplaces. Leila felt less exposed now, as David increased their speed to just over the speed limit, and turned on the cruise control.

Once they were well on their way, David said, "Leila, we've got a long way to go. If you open the cooler, you'll find a bag with two Danish in it and two cartons of orange juice. ...