At Harvard

The low seat made her tight black skirt ride up high over her slick thighs.

"Very nice." I said winking, started the car and reversed out of the space.

I put my arm round the back of her seat. Leaned my head close to hers and looked down her top blatantly so she would notice.

She pretended not to notice, undid two of the buttons on her blouse and leaned back in her seat.

A little peek of her black lace bra above her blouse.

I adjusted the rear view mirror and Oliv pretended to brush some hair out of her face. She stretched, letting her skirt ride up further.

I caughed and she pulled her blouse open even more, her black bra now fully visible.

The road got dark and I could only see the lights outside.

"So you're really naughty like that? Hmm?", I asked

"Yes?", she answered cutely

I couldn't resist and I moved my hand on to her exposed thigh. My fingers sliding to the inside feeling her skin as I massaged her.