Adventures with [m]y best[f]riend Jean. Fooling around in the car | 2016

For those who aren’t familiar with my stories about my bestfriend Jean, here’s the links: part 1. https://redd.it/7w2uhq part 2. https://redd.it/7wzc3v part 3. https://redd.it/7z3x70

Just a refresher, me and Jean are bestfriends and also office mates. She’s a secretary to one of our office’s associates, and I am one of the junior associates in our firm. Both of us are Asian, Filipinos to be precise, although Jean is more Korean/Japanese than Filipino. Jean is lean and athletic, has a pixie cut and is a real looker.

Since the time that we decided to make our tryst official, we regularly hooked-up whenever we can. Usually during lunch breaks by checking into a hotel or motel during lunch, sometimes after work at her place. We’d usually do this whenever we’re stressed or need to blow off some steam.

There was this one time, though, that I had to attend to a client and attend a hearing outside of the city. Since this was a big case I asked my senior partner if I could bring along Jean with me so that she could assist me since she was familiar with the case also, plus the client is somewhat a fashionista which was in Jean’s wheelhouse. The senior partner approved my request, and so Jean and I proceeded with this.

The drive from the city to the province took roughly around 5 hours just to get there. We left around 4am, with me picking-up Jean at her place. We got there at around 9am. During the trip she and I kept it professional, we reviewed the case and made sure that we were on the same page, so that we had a united front. The meeting and hearing went by without a hitch. We finished at around 4pm that day and was exhausted from work. We agreed that we’d tough it out and get back on the road again. So we did. By 8:30 we were still a couple of hours away from the city and decided to have drive-thru and eat at the backseat of the car. So we looked for the nearest drive-thru which was a McDonalds and got ourselves a burger. We found a place to park which was fairly remote, but had cars passing by from time to time. We ate and we congratulated each other for a job well done. We kept going at it and started teasing each other with how we performed during the meeting and the hearing. I mentioned to Jean that I was half distracted during the hearing because one of the buttons on her blouse got undone and I got a glimpse of her cleavage. Jean retorted by saying that she noticed due to the bulge appearing on my pants. We both laughed about this. While this was happening, her legs were resting on my lap, and due to the teasing I couldn’t help but worked-up which got my cock half erect. Jean noticed this and pointed at my crotch area. I grinned at her and told her “was this the same bulge you saw?”, this elicited to more laughter. We kept this banter going for fairly a long time. By this time Jean had her back to me and was leaning on my right shoulder. I wrapped my right arm over her and started tracing my hand over her stomach. At first it was absentmindedly, until Jean did the same on my right thigh. She swirled her finger on my thigh inching towards my crotch area ever so slightly. This got me worked up. I decided to return the favor by undoing the button of her skirt and gliding my finger down her crotch area. Jean didn’t stop me, instead she decided to massage my cock through my pants. Not wanting to be one-upped, I slid my hand inside her panties and found my way on to her lips. I started rubbing her mound in a slow circular motion. Jean let out a sigh and leaned her head back towards my shoulder.

I continued doing this which got her wet. I then used my thumb and index finger to softly massage the surrounding area of her clit. Jean responded by lifting her butt off the seat and slipping off her skirt and undies. I continued doing this which resulted in getting her more wet. I then took my fingers off to lick them when Jean intercepted my hand and licked my fingers herself. This got my cock a lot more excited. Jean continued to lick my finger like a lollipop while her own hands took my cock out and started jerking it off. When Jean finally let my hand go, I returned to her pussy and started fingering her. I started going slow and established a rhythm. I positioned my index and middle finger in a come hither position and methodically applied pressure on and off her g-spot. Once she got used to the rhythm I built the pace up and applied more pressure and went faster at it. At this point, all pleasure that she was reciprocating went out the window as she stopped jerking me off. In fact, she started to rub her clit while I was doing this. A few more minutes went by and Jean squirted and came, in fact some of her juices hit the passenger’s window. To say that it was messy is an understatement, but what the hell, it was the heat of the moment.

Jean slumped on to me for a while. She then said give me a few minutes, although she did grab my cock and started stroking it gently. After a few minutes she started stroking me harder and faster. She faces me and asks if I want a blowjob or would I prefer that she sit and fuck me. I chose the latter of course. She pulls down my pants and boxers and climbs on top of me. She lowered herself and let my cock enter her wet pussy. I let out a soft moan and grabbed her tight ass and guide her down my cock. Jean rode my cock gently at first taking me all in, all the while staring at me and smiling knowing that she once again helpless from her power. She kept the speed at a turtle’s pace going down slowly and gently making sure that I feel every inch of my cock going in and out of her pussy. By now she knows that the slow and gentle speed is my weakness as this elicits more pleasure on my part.

I tell Jean that she has to either stop or pick-up the speed as I’m getting near the point of no return. She giggles and teases me by going even slower and tightening her pussy on my cock. I told her that I’m serious and she responds that she knows, and picks up the speed ever so slightly just to push me over the edge. She then abruptly stops as we hear a motorcycle approaching our car, now with foggy windows. Having heard the motorcycle we both realized that it may be a patrolman or police to check-up on us. We got dressed immediately just in time as the police’s flashlight lit up or foggy windows. At this point I thought to myself, we’re screwed. As the police knock on our window, I cracked the window open. The police asked us what we were doing and I had to explain to him that we were passing through the province and had to stop to rest due to our work. The policeman seemed skeptical until I decided to show him my lawyer’s ID, which got the policeman off our backs. He did tell us to get on our way, to which we followed. Just imagine the frustration on my part for the entire 2 hour drive to the city, it was pure torture. Worst blue balls ever. Jean made up for it though.