Tiffany sat in the passenger seat of Mike's car, her long legs stretched out in front of her.

She was wearing a short skirt that rode up just enough to give Mike a glimpse of her lacy black thong.

Her long blonde hair was pulled back into a messy bun, and she had a pair of oversized sunglasses perched on her nose.

Mike couldn't take his eyes off of her.

He had one hand on the steering wheel and the other hand was resting on Tiffany's thigh, slowly tracing circles on her skin.

He couldn't wait to get her home and into bed.