I’ve often wondered what it would be like to be a fly on the wall of a late night taxi cab. Picking up punters from the local clubs and bars. I’m under no illusion that there would obviously be difficult customers who would argue about the cost of the fare and those who decide that that kebab they hastily ate after 16 pints of lager just isn’t staying down.
But there is another side to the late night taxing which could be quite interesting for a self confessed voyeur. People watching the passengers as they attempt to make out in the back of the cab or try to cop a naughty feel and even more sexual acts.
I’ll hold my hands up and confess to being furtively frigged in the back of a taxi on my way home from a night club, at least once or twice. I’ve even managed to get my hand down a guy’s waistband and play with his stiffening cock.
However, I’m sure there are far naughtier things going off in the back of cabs all over. If you are reading this and drive a cab I would like to hear what the naughtiest thing that ever took place in your cab was or if you have been naughty I would like to know what you got up to.
Inspiration for this post came from this story which ran in The Metro Now I bet none of your reading this have been this naughty! 😉