Road Trip

Kris slipped out of her seat and climbed through the opening into the sleeper. Brent turned to watch her pass and as she bent over the bed to reach into the little fridge he stared at her tight little ass. It was gorgeous. And, he noticed, no panty line. She must be wearing another thong he surmised – her jeans were so tight that had she been wearing panties, he surely would have seen the tell tale lines.

“Here you go ” Kris stated as she handed Brent a beer and sitting facing him on the side of her seat.

“Thank-you, and thanks again for picking me up out there. I wish the damn car hadn’t broken down though – I would have likely made it past where the avalanche is. ”

“Hmmm maybe so…..but then I would have been stuck here on my own. It’s nice to have some company – although you are an admitted pervert… ” she laughed.

“Ahhhh like I said though, it’s been a while since I’ve been able to practice – not by choice however. Besides, you never did define pervert ” he added.

“Hmmm true… ” she said as her eyes drifted to the ceiling in as she considered his question.  “Not an easy question to answer really…… I suppose ’pervert’ is subjective. What some might consider perverted, others consider a turn on. “