To break up the monotony, we exited the highway and stopped at a small twenty-four hour diner. We both ordered Cokes, the better to keep us awake for the rest of our drive, and looked through the menu. While we waited for the waitress to bring our drinks, I excused myself to the ladies’ room.

When I returned to my seat, I opened my purse and handed you a small remote control. Your jaw dropped. You knew right away that I’d gone to the ladies’ room to put in my bullet. I could feel it inside me, and I wondered what was taking you so long. As the realization hit you, the look on your face betrayed your excitement, and you thumbed the button on the remote. The small egg-shaped bullet began to vibrate, sending shockwaves of pleasure through my body.

The toy’s steady buzz was nice, but your excitement made it even better. You spent the next few minutes with your finger on the remote, switching it on and off in order to tease me. Finally I leaned across the table and whispered to you, telling you about my fantasy. You were intrigued, and wanted to hear more. I told you that I had always fantasized about having an orgasm in a public place, such as a restaurant. You always comply with my sexual whims and desires. It’s one of the things I love about you.

As you sat back to enjoy the show, the waitress came over to take our order. Without switching off the remote control, we both ordered quickly, then got back to the matter at hand. You left the toy running for awhile, but when our dinner came, you spent the meal teasing me, letting it run long enough for my climax to sneak up on me, then turning it off. I could barely concentrate on my meal.

We finished with dinner, paid the check, and hurried back to the car, my unfulfilled fantasy long forgotten. It was just as well. All I wanted to do was get off, and I had a feeling that I wasn’t going to be quiet about it. Once I was in the car, I had my skirt hiked up and my panties down in an instant. I reclined my seat and began playing between my legs. I put one foot up on the dashboard and when you glanced over at me you could see that I had two fingers inside me, and the bullet resting on my clit.

As you teased me with the remote, I finger-fucked myself until I was moaning with pleasure. My breath came in gasps as my orgasm neared. Soon my body was undulating on the car seat, my hips bucking up and down rapidly. I gave a loud cry as I finally came.

I collapsed against the seat, and slowly regained control of my breathing. “Ready for your turn?” I asked. You moved the driver’s seat back a bit, and we both scrambled to open your pants and get them down. As you raised your hips off the seat, I pulled down your shorts, delighted to see your cock, already standing up at full attention.

I wrapped one hand around your length. With my other hand I took the remote from you. You were surprised to feel the bullet buzzing against your frenulum as I leaned over to take you in my mouth. I moved the toy down to your balls, sucking you deeper, then backing away just as you began to throb.

You moaned, and begged me not to stop. I lapped at the head of your cock as if it were a popsicle. “Tell me when you’re close,” I said.

“I’m close.” I began to stroke you against my lips as you erupted against my cheek. I felt your warmth against my lips and on my chin, and I tried not to waste a drop. You sighed, satisfied by my efforts, and once I had cleaned you off you pulled your pants back up and started the car.

-Jill