I looked in the rearview mirror. Yes, there he was, coming up to pass me again. We had been playing this little game of leapfrog for some miles now, and it had somehow taken on a life of its own. It had started innocently enough; I noticed him slowing a bit after we made eye contact on the second pass, and the game had begun. It was now the sixth time we had passed each other, and our gestures had gone from eye contact to casual flirtation. He blew me a kiss as he overtook me in the left lane, and, as I expected, he slowed about two car lengths in front, allowing me to retrieve my position. Getting bolder, I looked over as I drew alongside, taking my foot off the gas to pace with him. I put my finger in my mouth, all the way to the hilt, withdrawing it slowly as I watched his eyebrows raise over the rim of his sunglasses. A grin split his face, and I stomped on the gas pedal, pulling in front.
In the distance I saw a sign announcing a rest area a few miles ahead, and a naughty thought crossed my mind. Would he? As we drew closer I moved into the right lane and turned on the turn signal. He fell in obediently behind me, and I wondered what was going through his mind. What was I thinking? Was I crazy? The fact that it was dangerous, and that this was someone I had never met before somehow made it all the more exciting. My heart racing, I pulled off the highway into the rest area, slowly making my way past the cars and trucks to find a secluded spot in the back of the area. He pulled in next to me. I sat for a moment, gathering my courage, then I quickly darted to his car and hopped in.
His eyes were wide with a mixture of amazement, pleasant surprise, and wonderment. He looked even better than I imagined, shirtless, tan, and buff. I guessed him to be in his early thirties. His mouth opened to speak, but I quickly covered it with my own, drawing him into me with my kiss as I felt him embrace me, hesitantly at first, then strong and firm. He recovered from his shock and began to take charge, entangling his hands in my hair as he pulled my head back to kiss my neck. My body gave in, and I fell back into the car's plush seat as he covered my neck and shoulders with kisses and gentle bites. I felt his hand move to caress my breast, and in an instant he was inside my bra, tugging at my nipples. I felt a throbbing between my legs, and I thrust my hips forward, squirming in the seat. He pulled my shirt over my head, and had my bra off in a twinkle. Backing away slightly to look me over, he seemed pleased with what he saw before diving back in to take my right nipple in his mouth, gently biting it. I arched my back, offering myself to him. I saw his cock bulging behind his loose shorts, and I pulled the waistband out slowly, setting it free of its confines.