As the cab pulled up to her destination, the young woman nervously fiddled with the hem of her dress, unable to meet the driver's gaze in the rearview mirror. She'd never done anything like this before, but the thought of finally experiencing what she'd fantasized about for so long made her heart race.
The driver stepped out of the car, rounding to her door with a knowing smirk on his face. "You sure you want to do this, sweetheart?" His voice was deep and rough, sending shivers down her spine.
She nodded, her mouth dry. As she climbed out of the cab, she could feel her wet pussy brush against the fabric of her panties. The driver eyed her hungrily, taking in her curvy figure clad in the short, black dress.
Without another word, he grasped her firmly by the handle and pulled her closer to him.
