It is a lovely day, the sun is shining. You pick me up but won’t tell me where we are going. While you’re driving, your hand moves onto my knee slowly, working its way up my skirt, touching my inner thigh but then you just work your way back down again. I’m staring at you wondering why your not touching my pussy. “I wanted to feel you touching me," I say. You just turn your head and say, “Oh I love teasing you,” with a ch...