In Traffic?? really???
Funny what provokes you to write a post after weeks off.
Yesterday i was in traffic on the 405 south near LAX, going about 10 mph. After a very long day, i was in NO mood to be doing so, but hey it's LA...you take the traffic with the bad. So a guy in a range rover is kinda the car that is on pace with me and i look over and think 'he's cute!' and do the look at him, smile, look away thing...and i saw him look at me...so we are back and forth next to each other, not next to each other and i didn't really look at him much anymore because, well, I'm taken and didn't want to think that I'd be tossing him my number or anything. Apparently that wasn't his intention.
But on being next to him again a couple minutes later, i look over and i think 'does he have a tic or something?' b/c his right hand (his left was on the wheel) is sorta moving back and forth furiously. Then you know how things just all of a sudden dawn on you? and i'm thinking to myself NO WAY....and sure enough, when he pulls up next to me again i totally see the tip of his cock in his hand and he's stroking it like he's alone in his shower!!! No joke. I have no idea how i could see it from my car (his car was taller and to my right), but sure enough, one more pass by and my eyes were not deceiving me. At this point, i of course am on the phone calling my friend with my mouth WIDE open and i think he looked over and saw my shock and suddenly got over 4 lanes and exited the freeway.
If you've seen that movie Little Children, it felt a bit like a scene out of there...
Hey, i can respect fetishes as much as the next person, but this just seemed a little over the top, considering how many people were around?! Or perhaps that was what he was after -- a little exhibitionist thrill. I just thought it was pervy. And i don't claim to be the cause, but if i was, do i take that as flattery? ha ha. And apparently jacking off in the car is more common than we might think, but where does "it" go when they finish -- does it just hit the ceiling ofthe car? ew. I mean, can't you wait till your final destination or at least hit the open road, so that unsuspecting sweet girls like me can avoid spoiling their innocence? ha ha.
Yesterday i was in traffic on the 405 south near LAX, going about 10 mph. After a very long day, i was in NO mood to be doing so, but hey it's LA...you take the traffic with the bad. So a guy in a range rover is kinda the car that is on pace with me and i look over and think 'he's cute!' and do the look at him, smile, look away thing...and i saw him look at me...so we are back and forth next to each other, not next to each other and i didn't really look at him much anymore because, well, I'm taken and didn't want to think that I'd be tossing him my number or anything. Apparently that wasn't his intention.
But on being next to him again a couple minutes later, i look over and i think 'does he have a tic or something?' b/c his right hand (his left was on the wheel) is sorta moving back and forth furiously. Then you know how things just all of a sudden dawn on you? and i'm thinking to myself NO WAY....and sure enough, when he pulls up next to me again i totally see the tip of his cock in his hand and he's stroking it like he's alone in his shower!!! No joke. I have no idea how i could see it from my car (his car was taller and to my right), but sure enough, one more pass by and my eyes were not deceiving me. At this point, i of course am on the phone calling my friend with my mouth WIDE open and i think he looked over and saw my shock and suddenly got over 4 lanes and exited the freeway.
If you've seen that movie Little Children, it felt a bit like a scene out of there...
Hey, i can respect fetishes as much as the next person, but this just seemed a little over the top, considering how many people were around?! Or perhaps that was what he was after -- a little exhibitionist thrill. I just thought it was pervy. And i don't claim to be the cause, but if i was, do i take that as flattery? ha ha. And apparently jacking off in the car is more common than we might think, but where does "it" go when they finish -- does it just hit the ceiling ofthe car? ew. I mean, can't you wait till your final destination or at least hit the open road, so that unsuspecting sweet girls like me can avoid spoiling their innocence? ha ha.