Taxi Teasing (3 page)

My thoughts were running wild as I battled my way through the drizzle and wind across the green and into the road where my lovely Victorian conversion stood. Taxi fun didn’t seem too unusual as I had already enjoyed many surreptitious trysts in the back of a London cab
even before I met
him
,
I think everyone has at some point haven’t they
? I decided it
couldn’t be that simple. The nightclub, the office, the park amongst others had all shown that it was never that simple so it
must be something else. It was 5.45pm. I
decided I
had just enough time to grab a bite to eat and get ready. The phone beeped again. I felt a frisson of excitement in the pit of my stomach at what the new message might say. I reached my door and bundled myself in, immediately turning the light on so I could eagerly read the text.

YOU WILL BE ALONE. YOU WILL ‘PLAY’IN THE BACK OF THE CAB
. I WILL BE WATCHING
.

Ok, now this could be interesting. W
hy was
he
driving a cab
? Where were we going?
W
here did he get the cab from?
He had said he was a businessman not a cabbie, not that it made any difference if he was, but I was confused.
Would people be able to see in?
Why would he say he would be watching if he was there?
All these thoughts rushed through my head but as they did I felt a warm tingling of excitement between
my thighs in anticipation of another exciting evening ahead.

I had already r
eplied to say that I would be ready at 8pm
when I
wandered over to the bathroom to run a hot, steamy bath. All thoughts of food had gone having been replaced by images of how the evening may unfold.
As I stepped into the hot scented water
I was very excited at the prospect of the evening ahead. It was such a turn on to think that I could be lost in pleasuring myself and all the time unaware that I was being watched.
The warm water lapped over my naked breasts and
I felt tingles all over
my body
however
it wasn’t the bubbles in the bath.

By 8pm that evening I
was ready and
had formed a plan. I
had carefully chosen what to wear for full effect and was just applying yet another coat of lip gloss when the sound of a car horn alerted me that it was show time. I peeked out of the door to see that it was indeed my cab so I grabbed my coat and hurried down the short path to the waiting cab. The driver had his window open despite the fact that it was still drizzling and I could see clearly that he was an older although not unattractive man but definitely was not MY man. So, that answers
that
question I thought to myself however as I climbed in the back of the cab and closed the door behind me I sat back against the seat only to be sitting directly opposite the man himself.

Chapter 5

I took a second to gather my thoughts. He was sitting there so calmly, so still and quiet but with that smile that melted my bones to pulp. ‘So’ I said a little bit too shrill ‘where are we headed?’ ‘Thurrock airfield’ he replied simply like it made perfect sense. I tilted my head to one side in a quizzical look ‘because….?’ I prompted, ‘because that’s the best place to go’ and I had to be satisfied with that.

I was annoyed with him and his arrogance so
I turned my attention to the driver in front. The glass partition was closed but the curtain was open.
My man was sitting in the little pull down chair directly behind the front passenger seat so the driver had a clear view of me in the rear view mirror. My eyes darted to my man and he confirmed my thoughts with a grin and a nod.
My stomach churned momentarily
,
not
wi
th any fear but pure excitement.
My annoyance was immediately forgotten and replaced with anticipation at the events to come.
I didn’t get a proper look at the driver but I knew he was
meant to watch me ‘playing’ in front of my ‘boyfriend’
. He was older, a stranger but that only made it more enticing. I wondered if he knew what I was about to do, if he was a part of the game, how would he react, how would I
want
him to react, more to the point.
I knew I would be physically safe but the whole thing had that edge of danger about it
, sex  whilst a complete stranger watched was a new addition to my growing sexual repertoire
and
that only made it all the more exciting.

Neither of us spoke during the journey. It would
have been pointless anyway as my mind was busy running through the evening ahead
. I wondered if
both he and the driver
could handle a little titillation on the way or should I wait until we arrived
at our destination
. I decided on the former as it was to be
a fairly long drive and I was already excited to get started.
The question was, would the driver
notice
what I was up to and draw the curtain or not?

A small reading light had been clipped to the back seat of the cab and I
decided
that this
would be a great way to give my
audience
a wonderful view so I leaned over and flicked the little switch. I was instantly bathed in a soft warm glow and out of
the corner of my eye I caught a movement in the front of the cab.
The driver was
adjusting his mirror a little bit
and I smiled to myself. ‘Oh I’ll give you a better view alright’,
however still,
my ‘boyfriend’ sat in the shadows quietly watching.

I
delved into my handbag to see what I could use as a ‘prop’ and quietly gave thanks for the fact that I still had not cleared out about six months of accumulated crap. I found a thin paperback, worn but useable in one of the pockets and
feign
ed
interest in
its
content ,
noisily
flicking through each page until I reached the end and dropped it down on the seat beside me.
I sat forward and took off my coat to reveal the fairly demure skirt and blouse I had chosen to wear that evening
and laid it
on the seat beside me
.
I
turned
to
retrieve
the dog-eared
little paperback
and a
s I pretended to read I
held the book open with one hand and shifted my position so that I could cross my legs. As I did so my wrap over skirt opened to
reveal the top of my stockings and the bare soft flesh above
however I didn’t make any move
to adjust it.

I noticed that the taxi had
slowed down
slightly.

I sat there with my thigh revealed for a few minutes, willing the miles along in my mind. I so wanted to tease th
e driver
but obviously I didn’t want to cause an accident, so I had to be cautious. Whilst still pretending to read my book, I made a great show of becoming warm. I used the book to fan my face and neck arching my head back to reveal my impressive
décolletage
.
I
had chosen a sheer blouse
but
decided against wearing a bra and as I arched my back my breasts strained against the soft sheer material and my deep pink nipples became engorged and erect. I couldn’t help but raise my own hand to feel the silky bump where my
nipple
protruded
, my long nails trailing around the areola and the heavy curve of my full breast.
I knew that my man in the shadows was watching and possibly the driver too and the thought of it made
my own excitement build
. I could feel
my clitoris beg
i
n to tingle and swell
so
I uncrossed my legs and left them slightly open so that I could feel the cool air
move up my inner thighs and cool the damp patch which
was beginning to
spread
between my legs. 
I was unsure if the driver could see
clearly
between my parted thighs but I
know that
my
man in the shadows could however I
had decided to
ignore him
and concentrate on giving the driver all my attention and when I
notice
d the passing road signs which indicated
we were
nearing  our
destination the thrill only made my panties wetter.

Chapter 6

I watched
out of window as we entered the airfield.
I was still absent
mindedly
caressing my breast as I was simply enjoying the feel of my own light and teasing touch.
There
w
as such an expanse of space and no-one around that I could see
so I decided that I could really let go and enjoy myself
. The car slowed to a crawl and I took this as my cue
. I fanned myself again with my book and sig
h
ed loudly as I
undid another button on my blouse
. I
waved it back and forth as if I were still hot
with my back arched and my breasts jutting out, begging to be caressed
. I knew that anyone looking would have a complete view of my pert, full breasts in all their glory, free from restraint and just waiting to be cupped and sucked. I know my driver was thinking the same as I
caught
him lick his lips in the rear view mirror although I made sure I looked like I was totally unaware and engrossed in my own pleasure.
I leaned back against th
e seat and dropped my head back, my blouse fell open on one side and totally exposed my left breast
and I automatically reached up to cup and caress it, encircling the nipple with my thumb whilst I squeezed the soft fleshy mound. I slipped my right hand through the waistband of my open skirt down between my slightly parted legs and slowly rubbed my hardening nub through the silky material of my underwear. The taxi had come to a complete stop
now and I knew that the driver had nothing else to concentrate on but me
. I could see his eyes watching me in
the rear view mirror and I wondered if his member was hard yet
but just
incase
he needed more I decided to give it to him.

I let out a
genuine
murmur of appreciation and
lost myself in the pleasure that only I know how to give
but I wanted the driver to get a great view of all the slippery action so I
parted my legs fully and my wrap over skirt opened to reveal my entire lower half. The lace tops of my stockings bit into the bare flesh of my inner thighs and the warm wet patch of my earlier pleasure could be seen clearly glistening in the artificial light.  I snaked a forefinger across the front of my silky thong and pulled it to the side revealing my smooth pussy lips which had parted due to the sheer size my deep red throbbing clit had grown to. Even though I was aching to masturbate, to rub my fingers furiously up and down my hot wet clit I made myself wait for the benefit of my audience. I caressed
each smooth pussy lip slowly and felt my
own
breathing become faster and shallower. I slid my finger deep inside me and pumped in and out in a rhythmical movement whilst the heel of my hand acted as a pivot against my pubic bone. One finger was not enough and I soon had two fingers moving in and out whilst my thumb
flicked back and forth over my slippery clitoris. I strained my pelvis up to receive the full thrust of my own hand and I jerked involuntarily with every movement of my thumb. I needed more space to relax completely so I manoeuvred myself so that I could raise my right
leg
to
place it on the
top of the
seat beside me
. Now
I had easy access to play with myself. I noticed that the rear view mirror
was adjusted to that the viewer could get a better look
but I
didn’t pay too much attention as I was so self absorbed in my pursuit of self pleasuring
. My hand slithered
back
into my
now sodden
thong and I slowly rubbed my
nub
, licking my lips and moaning gently. I slid my hand in further and held my thong aside with my wrist so that I had clear access (and my watcher
s
had a clear view)
then
I continued to
stroke and rub my
self
with my thumb and hold
my
outer lips open with two fingers. I felt so turned on that rubbing simply wasn’t
enough.
My middle finger slid in and out
of me and
as my finger slid out you could see my wetness glistening on it. I drew my hand up to my mouth and sucked with delight
for a moment before quickly returning it to continue
probing my soft wet pussy.