This was only our 2nd date so I was sitting on the porch waiting for him to arrive. I knew he was a collector of muscle cars and i wanted to seem naive about anything that had to do with them. I enjoyed listening to him explain what made each one special. He arrived in grand style and 10 minutes early. He was driving the only automobile that could sexually excite me. The Bentley wasnt just a car it was an experience like no other. The soft, luxurious leather on the seats made me want to shed my clothes to feel it with as much skin as possible. It rode so smoothly i felt pampered and safe. What made my pulse quicken was how effortlessly the powerful motor accelerated us to the cruising speed it enjoyed. This was much more than a sunday drive it was an adrenaline rush. I realized i was finding it erotic when my cock was straining against the shorts i had worn. I casually moved my hand to cover the bulge but it was too late. He had a devilish grin on his face when he told me it affected him the same way. I had been so impressed by the car and how good he looked driving it that i failed to notice what was happening in his lap. The large bulge in his shorts was impressive. Then i saw the head of his cock coming out...