Jane and the Uber Stranger

Exhausted from a long night out, Jane accepts an Uber ride home, only to find the driver, a handsome stranger, is more interested in her than the GPS. As they cruise through the city, his eyes linger on her legs, his hand occasionally brushing hers on the gearshift. Jane, feeling the heat, uncrosses her legs, giving him a teasing glimpse of her lace panties. The tension builds, and as they pull into a deserted alley, Jane leans over, whispering, 'I know you're not here to drive, are you?'

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