It was midnight on a Saturday night, I had been driving around for the last few hours dropping 18 - 20 something year olds all over town as they prepare for nights out. I was used to this, having worked as a taxi driver for two years.
Some of the perks of this job was seeing the young girls all dressed up slutty, shorts skirts, revealing tops and talking about which boys they're going to fuck that night. Truth be told I also got massively turned on by just looking and listening to these girls.
Due to my unsociable hours, my sex life had died drastically in the last few years. I got divorced from my wife a few years back and since then my sex life had consisted of my hand and watching porn. What I would've done to fuck any of these girls. However, the company I worked for was extremely strict on that sort of behaviour. There were security cameras in the taxi that head office view after every night so if there is anything like that then it's an instant dismissal.
I was in my 40's now and definitely needed a job. However, I had been thinking of buying a black cab of my own and setting up myself.
Now don't get me wrong, there were times that these young girls had offered to give me a blowjob instead of paying for the ride and there have been many, many times I was tempted to take them on that offer. Yet, I always refused, something about them being drunk and not in complete control of their inhabitations turned me off.
Then on this night, I had just picked up one girl from the centre of town, turned out she had lost her friends and was going home. She was clearly a little tipsy, in a short blue skirt that was hiked up and showing her tanned legs and some of her bum cheek. She was a skinny little thing, no tits but long blonde hair.
"Where to?" I asked when she got into the back.
"My house." She slurred out.
I just laughed, seeing so many drunk kids acting like this I actually found it funny. She eventually managed to give me her address and I started to drive her home.
I kept looking in the mirror and could see she was a little spread out, her legs were slightly open and I got a great view of her black thong, just about covering her tight, little pussy.
"Perv." Suddenly she shouted over to me.
I looked up in the mirror and saw her staring right at me, catching me looking at her, however she did nothing to close her legs.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to." I replied back to her and kept my eyes on the road.
"Yeah whatever, I know what you old men are like," She blurted out, clearly in a bad mood after losing her friends, "All just want a quick fuck."
"You have the wrong idea." I told her, shaking my head at her drunk state.
"Well, I'm no slut, I'm not going to let a taxi driver put his dick in me!" She shouted.
She clearly was annoyed and taking it out on me, something I didn't mind as I was thick skinned.
"Rough night?" I asked and looked in the mirror where she still hadn't closed her legs.
"Just sick of my shit mates fucking off." She moaned.
I made eye contact with her a few times, it was obvious that I was staring in between her legs but she didn't do anything to hide herself.
I went back to looking at the road for a little while, until I heard her give out a little gasp. I quickly looked into the mirror to make sure she hadn't passed out in the back.
Much to my surprise but also joy, she had her legs spread, she had pulled her thong to one side and she was rubbing her clit.
I looked into her eyes and she could see I was watching.
