Flash Fiction Friday… #3

Susan sat in her car watching the construction crew. One nearly naked, sweaty, very attractive man caught her eye.

She closed her eyes as she slid her hand lower, feeling him caress her wetness. She moaned, picturing him stroke her wanting breasts. She arched towards the growing urgency and gave into it, pushing back into her seat, while trying to be silent. The intense waves slowly subsided and she opened her eyes.

He was staring at her with a knowing grin. She wanted to drive away, but his eyes demanded she stay and she waited breathing heavily as he approached.