From, Don't Tempt Me
An erotic short story from the collection Chance Encounters by Mia Jae

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I pushed away, "Back off. I'm stressed, okay? Let's just share this cab and be done with it."He nuzzled closer and I could smell the musk of his aftershave. Dammit, but that smell was drawing me in. "I could fix that, you know," he whispered, "the stress thing? I'm good."He held up his hands and wiggled his fingers. "I have great hands, or so I've been told, and long, caressing fingers…"I jerked back. "I don't have time for this chit-chat sexy banter. I don't know you.""You could.""I don't want to know you.""Name's Mitch.""You already said that.""And yours?"I smirked. "None of your business.""Okay, so I'll call you…Gina. No. No, that's not it. Grace. I'll call you Grace."I about bit my tongue. Grace. What the hell? Was it stamped on my forehead or something? Time to look back at the rain. The city sped by. He kept talking.No way. Fluke. Lucky guess.After a moment, I felt pressure on my thigh and looked down to see his hand gently laid there. Unfortunately, my skirt had ridden up past mid-thigh. He slipped a finger under a garter.I whirled. "What are you doing?"Laughing, he said, "You haven't pushed my hand away yet."Glancing down, I realized that no, I hadn't. Then slowly, he began a light massage toward my inner thigh."We've got ten more minutes till the Hamilton, Grace," he whispered, leaning closer, "I certainly don't mind de-stressing you…"My heart raced. He was an attractive man and I'd had one helluva day. I needed to be on my game in about twenty minutes and right now, I wasn't quite sure what my game was. My mind was always open to the possibilities when it came to sex, but at this moment? It had been a few weeks since I had been, um, de-stressed...It was only fingers, right? He just wanted to feel me up. And in ten minutes, I'd never see him again. Not to mention feel energized.Maybe I needed a short distraction."Don't tempt me," I whispered. I'm vulnerable, I wanted to say, but didn't."Giving in to temptation isn't always a bad thing, Grace."I peered into his eyes and placed my Cosmo over my lap."That's it sweetheart…" he crooned and moved his hand further up under my skirt. I leaned back and scooted forward on the seat. My skirt inched up. With his other hand, he cradled my head into the crook of his neck. I took a deep whiff of aftershave and knew I was a goner. I spread my legs and was lost.His fingers grazed my pussy, ever-so-lightly.