She wasn't as innocent as I first believed. Just as Carla unzipped my jeans and reached for my cock, the truck in front of me started moving. I hadn't... noticed until the car in back of me blasted his horn and jarred me back to where we were. She lifted her head and sat back in her seat. “To be continued,”she said. Traffic started moving faster and I realized there had been an accident when we passed a tow truck and several police cars with their twirling blue flashing lights. “So you're not the. Ikicked my skirt away, along with my slip-on shoes. Again, that got a stifled gasp from the door! Now I was just wearing socks and panties. Having sort of half anticipated I might be doing this today, earlier in the morning when getting dressed, I had chosen a fairly skimpy pair of panties, with just a cotton string on each hip. One of my better pairs. Now I turned away from the door, so my back and bottom were facing him. 'What do I do now?' I wondered. From the couple of gasps I heard, I. He shaved my pussy smooth. He then said, “That’s how I always want to see your pussy, bare and ready.” I rubbed my smooth pussy and felt my juices begin to flow again. I liked the feel and made a mental note to pick up a razor.He handed me a very light weight pink mini skirt that was see through if standing in the right lighting. There was a black garter belt and black nylons that showed through the skirt. Then the sheer white blouse and no bra or panties. I already had the black 4" heels. “Yes, I am.” She pulled his pants and boxers down to his ankles, and his semi-hard smooth cock flopped out. “It looks like you’re ok with this.” She took his member in her hand and slowly stroked it. While she did, she could feel it growing harder and bigger. “But I want to hear you say it. Will you stop being an asshole to me?”John stared at her in amazement. “I...yes. Yes I will. I promise.” “Good,” she smiled. “Because I’ve been horny all day and your attitude was distracting.” She got on.