Posted October 09, 2018 03:11:57 I was driving home from the gym, watching a movie on my phone when I saw this picture.
I was in a big rush to get home when I looked at the picture and realised this woman was staring at me in the car pool.
“Hey, I have a carpool.
I want to go in the pool,” I said to the other driver.
They smiled and said, “okay, let’s go”.
It was a long time before I could say goodbye to this man.
A few months later, I drove home from work in a different car, and he asked me to his car.
“What are you doing?”
“Doing a car park,” he replied.
He was a bit of a pushover.
It was about 10pm when I finally got home.
I’m not ashamed to admit it.
After all, I didn’t think he would take me.
We drove to his home and he gave me his car keys, saying he was driving the other way.
I got in, parked and went inside.
He parked on the driveway, and I opened the door and said hello.
He got out of the car and I put the keys in his hand.
“Hi, how are you?”
“You’re not driving the car,” he said.
I said, I can’t get in.
“No problem,” he responded.
We sat in the living room, and when I got to my seat, I realised he had turned off the music on his phone.
I looked over at him and he was smiling, but I could see in his eyes he was worried.
“Why don’t you just sit down and take a nap,” I told him.
“I’m not driving,” he told me.
He looked at me.
“Are you OK?”
I asked him what he was doing.
He replied, “I need to go to the car park”.
I looked back at him, and his eyes lit up.
We went into the carpark and I looked up at him.
I felt the warmth of his warm body against mine.
He asked, “Is it cold out?”
“No, it’s not cold out,” I replied, trying to make him feel comfortable.
I sat in silence for about 30 minutes.
I wanted to go home, but he had a message.
“Go get your phone and your laptop and I’ll come back,” he texted.
He then asked me, “Are we getting home?”
I shook my head.
I told my husband I was going to go back home.
“Yes,” he answered.
I drove back to his place, and we got to our bedroom and I closed the door behind me.
I walked to the door.
He opened it and said to me, ‘Are you sure you’re OK?’
I replied in a quiet voice, ‘I’m fine’.
I sat down on the bed and pulled on his shirt.
I could feel the heat of his body against me.
It felt so good to have him there with me.
After the massage, we went to the toilet together.
I laid down on his back and he slid his hand down my thigh and down my chest.
He pressed it into my crotch.
He took his pants off and I felt his hard cock.
I had never felt so hard in my life.
“This is what I love about you,” he moaned.
I leaned in and kissed him deeply.
I then pulled his penis out of my mouth and licked his length off me.
Then I started to take his cock in my mouth.
I pulled his head off my face and kissed his neck.
I licked all the way down to his balls.
He started to cum.
I continued to suck his cock and he moans in pleasure.
I kept kissing his head and licking his balls, and then he pulled his hand away.
I smiled at him as he pulled away.
“Good job,” he whispered in my ear.
I couldn’t wait to get back home to my husband.
I started getting dressed and got out my phone.
He told me to sit on his bed.
“OK,” he breathed.
“Get on your knees,” he ordered.
I complied and he sat me on his face.
“Don’t touch me,” I pleaded.
I tried to pull away but he pulled me in.
He sat me down on top of his face and his cock was rubbing against my pussy.
“Please,” I begged.
He pulled my head down and started to kiss me.
When he got close to my ear, he pulled back.
I turned my head and he kissed me again.
He moaned loudly in pleasure as he fucked my tight wet pussy.
When his cock felt so big inside of me, I pulled away from him and