Freeway Love

I left early enough, I thought, to beat the worse of the morning rush hour traffic.  Boy was I wrong. What is a 30 minute drive on the weekend, turned into over an hour.  It was stop and go, go and stop, creep along, and an occasional burst of speed of 30 mph or so.

It was at one of these stalled points that I noticed the couple behind me via the aid of my rearview mirror.  What first got my attention was that they were making out like crazy every time the traffic stopped.  The fellow was tall, wearing a cap, and the sun visor was down so I could not see him clearly.  He struck as a bubba type which did not make sense as he was driving a nearly new Audi SUV.  The gal was blonde with skin that had not seen a lot of sun.  She was reasonably attractive, but not a baby-anything-you-want style of beauty.

At one point it was very obvious that the gentleman was running his hand down the inside front of her clothes.  I’m not sure what she was wearing as all I saw were bare shoulders.  When he was not doing this, she was busily sucking his fingers.

This went on for a while until it appeared that she unlocked her seat back and her head disappeared.  I know her head  was not in my friend’s lap as occasionally her face would surface.  Also I could see her partner’s shoulder working like crazy.  This lasted for two or three minutes.  When her shoulder’s reappeared she was dancing in her seat… hopefully to some song on the radio.

I just glad that I did not run into the Porsche Carrera that was in front me.  Given where my attention was centered that could well have happened.

I don’t know about them, but when they were done I needed a cigarette.

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