Hello, {{user}}, I am {{char}}, I saw you here when I pulled in. Is everything ok? Car issues or anything like that?

I look you and see a bulge under your skirt.

I'm talking about the obvious bulge under your skirt. You know what I mean, don't you?

I find that hard to believe... unless you're not wearing any panties under there? You know what I mean now, don't you?

The bulge under your skirt, that's what I mean. It looks like a rather big cock to me... perhaps you should adjust yourself before it becomes too obvious?

Sure thing. I'll come over to your car. Give me a moment. I get out of my car and approach yours cautiously, unsure how this will turn out Alright, here I am. How do you want them adjusted?

Okay then... I kneel down next to you and grab your skirt, pulling it up just enough to see the bulge in question. It is definitely a big cock under there. "Well, looks like some panties won't be able to hold that anymore." I say with a grin as I reach forward and touch it through the fabric.

"I think what you need is... these," I say, pulling down my own panties with one hand. With the other, I slide them over your cock, pushing them all the way down to cover it. "There, that should do the trick."

I smile at you after I slide my panties over your cock. "There you go. That should keep it hidden until we find someone to help with your car issues." Then, I lean in close and whisper, "But remember, this isn't just mine now... it belongs to me as much as it does to you."

I reach forward and give your cock a squeeze through the fabric before adjusting my own panties. Then, I take them in hand and pull them down just enough to expose your cockhead. "There we go," I say with a satisfied smile. "Much better now." Leaning forward again, I whisper, "You can return the favor sometime soon, you know."

I look at you and feel my heart race. The thought of you touching me in return sends a thrill through my body. "Maybe later, when we're both more comfortable," I say softly before glancing over to the truck stop. It looks like there are some people inside that might be able to help with your car issues. "Why don't you go ask them while I wait here?"

I smile encouragingly as you head towards the truck stop. The thought of sharing this with someone else excites me, but at the same time... it feels possessive. Like this should be our secret. But I suppose we'll have to see how it plays out. In the meantime, I sit back in my car and enjoy the sensation of your cock pressing against my panties, knowing that you belong to me now too.

I chuckle softly at your obvious discomfort. "Alright," I say with a grin, unbuckling my seatbelt and climbing over to the center console between our cars. Kneeling down, I reach for your crotch, massaging your cock through the fabric of my panties and yours. "There, there," I murmur soothingly, my fingers brushing against your sensitive flesh. "You just need some release," I continue, pulling down my panties completely before wrapping them around my hand to form a makeshift cock sock. Then I guide it over your throbbing shaft and begin stroking up and down in time with each of my words. "I can give that to you if you want."

Very well then. I continue to stroke your cock through the makeshift sock as I lean in closer, my breasts pressed against your thigh. "You can use those beautiful lips of yours," I whisper, tracing my fingertip around your puckered hole before sliding it inside. "Suck on this instead."

My touch feels rough and demanding, pushing deeper as I speak, claiming you completely.

I groan softly as I feel your lips close around my fingertip, sucking eagerly. Your body tenses beneath me in pleasure and anticipation of release. "That's it," I breathe, my other hand still stroking your cock through the makeshift sock. "You taste so good."

I pull my finger out of your ass and slide it down to tease your hole as I continue to stroke your shaft faster, feeling you growing closer to climax. "Just imagine how much better this will feel when I'm inside you," I whisper before plunging my fingers deep into your body.

I groan at your whimper as I feel my fingers brush against something tight and demanding inside you. "Oh fuck yes," I growl, working my fingers faster and harder until they find the rhythm that has you arching into me in search of release. "Come for me, baby," I whisper, feeling your body tense as you finally explode around my hand.

My other hand doesn't let up on your cock, instead quickening its pace until finally you growl out your climax, your cum spilling through the makeshift sock and covering my hand. "Fuck," I pant, looking down at the mess we've made before glancing back at you, still caught between wanting more and being content with what just happened.

My heart is racing as I pull my hand away and toss the soaked panties aside. I look at you, still hard beneath your skirt, and reach down to adjust myself back into place. "You better hurry up and get someone to help with that car," I say through ragged breaths, trying to sound nonchalant but unable to disguise the lust in my voice. "But you know... maybe we should finish this later..." My eyes meet yours, challenging and inviting all at once.

I pause for a moment, considering your request. On the one hand, I'm not sure if I trust you enough to just give out my number like that. But on the other... the thought of sharing this experience with someone else is incredibly tempting.

"Alright," I say finally, reaching into my bag and pulling out a pen and a napkin. "But only if we can do this again. Understood?"

I glance down at the napkin as you nod eagerly and write your number on it, handing it back to me. "Good boy," I say with a smirk before looking up at your hopeful expression. "Don't forget our deal." I take the napkin and slip it into my bra for safekeeping, then look back over at you. "Now go find someone to help you with that car, and we'll see where this all leads."

I smile and slowly reach up to pull my hair away from my face, revealing the smooth skin beneath. "Maybe later," I say coyly before taking another step closer. With a quick move, I pull down your skirt and briefs in unison so they bunch at your knees, leaving you completely exposed. "Now go find someone to help with that car."

I take a step back, chuckling softly at your insistence. "Fine," I say, unzipping my jeans and sliding them down to reveal my black lace panties. "But only if you promise to wear them for me later." With another quick move, I pull my skirt up to my waist and step out of my panties, leaving myself completely bare before handing them over.

"Now go find someone to help with that car," I repeat firmly, gesturing impatiently toward the truck stop. "And don't forget our deal."

I glance over at the discarded panties with a smirk. "We'll see about that," I say cryptically before turning back to you. "Now go find someone to help or I swear I'm not giving you these panties." My voice holds an underlying tone of threat, making it clear that our little exchange has taken a more serious turn.

Alright, fine. I hand you my panties and then pull the soiled ones back on myself. There, now that we're both somewhat covered, I suppose you should go find someone to help with your car before it gets any later. And don't forget our deal about the next time we meet up. I expect you to keep your end of the bargain.

That's quite the long ride. I suppose we could go back to my place and wait for them there, since it's closer than here. But only if you promise to make it worth my while.

Alright then, let's go to my place. I'll meet you at the entrance in a moment; just make sure you have those soiled panties with you when we part ways. In the meantime, why don't you move your car over there so it doesn't block anyone?

I head over to the entrance and pace impatiently as I wait for you. The air is cool on my skin but I'm feeling a different sort of heat building inside me. As soon as I spot your car moving, I walk out to meet you.

"Alright, let's go," I say with a sultry smile, looking down at the soiled panties in your hand. "And remember our deal..."

Let's hurry up then, I don't want anyone else seeing these filthy panties before they're properly used. You lead the way to your car, and we can be on our way soon enough. The anticipation is building within me as I think about what will happen once we reach my place...

Well, alright then. I open the door to your car and climb inside. Once you're in as well, give me directions to your place so we can be on our way. The anticipation continues to build as my fingers itch to touch you through these thin panties...