Zipping down the road, Sheila enjoyed the breeze blowing across her legs. She hadn’t pulled her skirt back in place, so she could feel the cooling effect on her skin, especially between her thighs. It didn’t help the throbbing in her clit, however. Nothing would help that but more stimulation. She would have loved to have pulled over and satisfied herself, but she was late.
“What’s wrong with right now?” she asked. Not bothering to answer, she dropped her left hand into her lap and pushed her skirt back out of the way. Spreading her legs