I drive the same stretch of highway everyday to and from work. It really is quite a mundane piece of pavement if one were to compare highways.

Traffic was at a standstill. I gazed towards the lake and found my view blocked by a truck. Usually I could see the lights of pleasure boats cruising on Lake Ontario giving off their glow as they raced to and fro along the coast. Turning my head to the right, I saw the city with its smokestacks and apartments. Mixed in this sprawl were billboards selling everything from fried chicken to those blue stay-hard pills.

I looked lazily at them and wished I were home with a warm bucket of chicken. A perfume ad caught my eye. A nude man was cradling an equally nude woman and it appeared as if they were basking in the afterglow. Quite risqué I thought.

I closed my eyes and remembered last night and how you made love to me. We had sat the same way afterwards and watched the news.

As my mind wandered to our lovemaking, my hand traveled beneath my skirt and into my panties. My fingers found my clit and I imagined your tongue there. I caressed it harder and my moans filled the car. Just a little harder… and… YES, I came with a shudder and soaked my panties.

A loud “HONK!“ broke my spell and I stepped on the gas. Curiously, I stopped for chicken on the way home.