The car ride home was pretty much silent, until I asked Luke why he got so jealous. I could tell Luke didn't want to answer, but it was bugging me so bad.
He finally began to try to tell me, even though all he said was, "I...I...I don't know" With that, I let the conversation go.
The car ride seemed like it took forever, especially since we weren't even halfway back to my house.
It was hot outside, and of course I was wearing jeans and a hoodie. I then decided I needed to take the hoodie off.
When I was pulling the hoodie over my head, my shirt came up with it and exposed most of my cleavage. I didn't realize until Luke let out a groan and was tried to keep his eyes on the road, all while trying to hide his boner.
Just then, I had an idea. I always kept clothes in Luke's car, considering we were always together. So, I decided that I was going to reach over my seat to the back, making sure to show my stomach. I grabbed a pair of jean shorts from the backseat, and then sat back up in my seat.
Luke was squirming in his seat, obviously in sexual pain. Just then, I pulled off my skinny jeans and sat there in only my t-shirt and thong for a few minutes. I could tell he liked it, because of the countless groans and gasps that escaped his lips.
When I went to pull my shorts on, Luke stopped me. Even though he was driving, he still decided to finger me right then.
