Resisting Temptation

During the mid-90s, I used to drive a taxi in a large northeastern city. One night shortly after the bars closed, I picked up a lady who had flagged me down for a ride. She was probably in her late 20s or early 30s, reasonably attractive, and dressed for a night out. Her destination was about a 45 minute drive to one of the far suburbs to an address I was familiar with because I had grown up in the area before moving to the city.

She was buzzed but not overly drunk, so the ride started out with some pleasant small talk and conversation. Eventually though, she settled in and soon became quiet. A quick glance in my rear view mirror confirmed my suspicion that she had dozed off, which was not an uncommon occurrence at that time of night.

Once I pulled up to her destination, I flicked on the interior dome light and announced that we were here. Normally, passengers only doze very lightly and that's enough to wake them up. However, she must have been pretty tired because she continued to snooze even after I loudly announced our arrival again.

I turned around to make sure she was okay, and it didn't appear she was in any kind of distress. Her face was calm and peaceful, plus her breathing was steady and regular. Her arms were also resting by her side, legs relaxed and somewhat open, and her skirt had ridden up to about mid-thigh, the hem forming a "U" between her legs.

Now I had to really wrestle with my inner demon. If I got caught doing what I was tempted to, the consequences would be catastrophic. Yet it would have been so easy to just reach back, and flip up the hem of her skirt so I could see, and perhaps touch, the prize between her thighs.

I decided to try waking her one more time by loudly stating, "Miss! We're here!"

If she hadn't woken up then, I'd like to think that I would still have done the right thing, but the temptations were so strong, that I really just don't know if I would have. Fortunately though, I didn't have to find out because she finally stirred, paid the fare, tipped me, and exited the cab. I was also rewarded with a nice glimpse of her light blue panties as she stepped out.

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