I wasn’t a fan of electric cars mainly because my father was into hot rods and drag racing. It began when he was in high school and he never got over it. He never had a son to pass this heritage onto, but he brought me and my sister up to appreciate the V8 engine and all of its “glorious power”, as he liked to say.

So when I explained to him all the creature comforts and bells and whistles of my Tesla, it was a little hard for him to appreciate. That being said, he loved the fact that it could go from 0 to 60 mph in about 3 seconds. It was one of the stats I used to win him over and, I must admit, I’ve used this feature on a number of occasions because I’m always late for everything. I will say, in my defense, that being a 5’8” long legged big chested blonde doesn’t hurt to smooth things over when I’m late, but the car helps.

The one thing I noticed, but never really appreciated about my Tesla, was its lack of sound. As in the sound of the motor. There isn’t any. It’s one of the things my father hated about my car. He loved the roar, so I loved the roar, at least until one Sunday, around 5:00 am. I was making an early morning run for some breakfast items. I’d been out partying all night with a few of my girlfriends and I was starving. We were on a business trip to New York and this was our last day in the city. My rental was, of course, a Tesla. I rented through Turo and entered the “self driving” mode as I headed down a street called “Flatbush Ave”. If I’d known how many traffic lights there were I probably would’ve taken a different route. Thank goodness I didn’t!

As I leaned back in my seat on this cool spring morning, I was almost drifting off as the car did the driving for me. I was stopped at a light and had my windows down. I thought it was a dream at first because this type of conversation would normally be reserved for my dreams.

I heard a female voice next to me, in a very sexual tone say, “That’s it subby. Stroke it nice and slow. Mommy wants to see your nice big cock get even bigger.”

My ears perked up and I instantly snapped out of any type of sleep or dreamland I was currently in. I sat up in my seat and looked at the car next to me. It was also a Tesla, with the windows down, and in the passenger seat was a gorgeous naked brunette. She was wearing sunglasses and her seat belt, of course, looking straight at me.