They were into satin. I know because I left the intercom on when I drove them to their fancy restaurant. I knew I shouldn’t. I could lose my job, but it was worth it I can tell you, some of the things I learn by eavesdropping have opened my eyes to the real world.
They were sitting close together when I heard the one who’d ordered the limo, Miriam, say.
“I’m going to do something to you tonight that you can’t imagine,” she said.
My eyes immediately flicked to the rear-view mirror. It’s tricky trying to drive and have a good perv but over the years I’ve managed to do it pretty well without having an accident, thankfully.
“Oh, really? What is it?” the other giggled.
“You’ll just have to wait and see,” she said, slipping her finger into the other’s mouth.
Oh, yeah, I thought, this is going to be one interesting night.
She sucked the finger delicately, her tongue licking around it as her hand slipped between her thighs, up the silk stockings to what appeared to be smooth satin panties.
I have a bubble ball on my mirror, it allows me to get a better view of what’s going on in the back seat. It’s smaller of course but at least you know exactly how things are going down, excuse the pun.
“Hmm, that feels fabulous,” she sighed. “What else are you wearing?”
I saw her eyes glance over to mine, but I quickly looked away, hoping she didn’t notice. But she knew I was watching so she opened her thighs wider; allowing her hand slip up further.
“Everything’s satin, just how you like it,” Miriam whispered.
“Oh, fantastic,” she squealed. “Take off your panties,” she demanded.
“What? No, not now,” Miriam said coyly, eyeing the back of my head, now avoiding eye contact.
I decided to put my sunglasses on so I could really perv. I knew and Miriam knew I was watching but I wasn’t sure about the other one…perhaps they were exhibitionists and did this sort of thing all the time.
“Yes, now.”
I watched Miriam wiggled out of her panties and roll them up, intending to put them in her handbag but the other one grabbed at them.
“Hmmm,” she said, sniffing them delicately. She crushed them in her hand before sucking at the fabric while her other hand pushed its way between Miriam’s open thighs to rest over her slit.
I wiggled in my seat, my own pussy throbbing, my juices beginning to flow.
“Smells delicious,” she said.
“Taste me,” Miriam said.
“What?”
“I said get down here and lick me, Julie. You know I don’t like to ask twice.”
Without further hesitation she dropped to her knees between Miriam’s wide-open thighs, her head burrowing in under her skimpy dress. “Oh, baby, hmm,” she muttered as Miriam held onto the back of her head. The whole time her eyes were locked onto me as she licked her lips teasingly, knowing how much this would be turning me on.
“Hmm, your cunt’s beautiful,” she breathed as Miriam must have pulled the hood over her clit so she could turn her on even more.
She lifted the dress up over Julie’s bum and I saw her bare arse. I already knew she was pantiles from when she flashed me getting comfortable in the back seat but to see her bum up in the air while she was munching on Miriam gave me a bird’s eye view.
Fuck! I was so caught up in them I ran a red light. I glanced about anxiously into the side mirrors, hoping no cops were around. I could still hear them on the intercom. I wanted to get back to the action and was now hoping for another red light to give me an excuse to stop and watch.
“Oh, God, yes, Oh, Julie,” Miriam whispered, her own fingers rubbing madly as she had her first orgasm.
She slapped at Julie’s butt leaving a large welt where her hand had landed. Then she was moving around, and I saw her hand come up from Julie’s snatch and touch her puckered hole. Julie squealed with pleasure and another slap resounded through the interior.
Unfortunately, no red lights happened for the last eight blocks which I had to drive very carefully hoping I hadn’t run a red-light camera as well. The boss hates any sort of infringement, so I tried hard to be more careful. It had been almost a record run. They were so into each other they didn’t even realize I’d pulled up outside the restaurant.
I adjusted my clothing, straightened my cap, and made my way over to the back door, opening it with a flourish.