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Sunday Driver part 2: Truck stop
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Sunday Driver part 2: Truck stop Well a month turned into a year and it's not called "The Hotel Room" but here it is..... We were feeling pretty proud of ourselves as we blasted along the highway. We had never done anything like this before and we were still high on the experience. My wife was especially animated as we relived the afternoons adventures. She was talking to me about our biker friend when she broke our conversation and said "You know...someone like him". I didn't have to ask, I knew just what she meant. She was referring to the infamous 3-way. "Him?" I said " you don't know anything about him." "That's the best part" she said "that way you can't run into him in line at the bank". She smiled wryly at me. I laughed to myself at the thought of some guy getting a boner while he was standing in line behind her. You see since I trust her entirely, I'm not threatened by the random passerby, and it wasn't the idea of the three way that bothered me, it was the rest of it. You see, just like everything else about her, it was complicated. She's not one to pick the obvious, so when she says she wants a three way you can eliminate the two girls and one guy right off the bat...too easy. That leaves two guys and one woman. You might think, "well, she's a woman in her mid forties, maybe she's looking for a BBC to cuckold her husband or maybe the submissive, taken by two hard men until they'd satisfied their desire for her" but no, it's much more complicated. She'd confessed to me one night over some sexy pillow talk that her fantasy was to be in control of two strong men. Add to that, it needed to be a surprise to the other guy and it still doesn't seem like finding a guy should be to tough. You could just grab one of her co-workers...get them drunk and hey, presto! And that would probably be ok with me...it's just the next part that would be uncomfortable. The rest of the afternoon went more normally, we just rolled along the highway gazing into the middle distance. About sunset we hit the edge of town and our favorite truck stop. It's huge, with acres of pump islands and a clean bathroom for my wife to pee in. We hadn't talked much since earlier. We had sort of let the warm feeling of the afternoon do the talking. But I could tell she was thoughtful...She had sort of stared flatly through the windshield as we drove and every once in a while would crack a little smirk in the corner of her mouth. I picked a pump close to the shop and brought the car to a stop. A guy filling up hi mini van on the opposite side of the pump craned his head to see what had arrived. She released her seat belt and told me she was going in to pee. I told her that I was going to check the tire pressure and I'd be done when she got back. She paused and turned to look at me through her sunglasses. "You know, I'm not sure what you're so afraid of". I looked at her and said "I'm not scared, I just never considered having sex with a man", and got out of the car. Walking around the car to the pump I caught mini van guy looking at her through the passenger window. He ducked back behind the pump as I came around. She was completely unaware of him as she got out of the car and continued our conversation. Mini van guy couldn’t help but lean around to take in the full show of legs and short sundress. I could see his one eye peering at her from around the pump as she spoke to me. “It’s not like I’m asking you to let him fuck you” she said, and mini van guy’s eye got big, “I just want you to suck his dick for me” and she giggled. That’d when the pump clicked off, causing our voyeur friend to jump. She realized that he was there and that he must have been listening. She looked at me as though she had something up her sleeve. She smiled and looked over her shoulder to see if she was still being watched. She was… She reached up high to wrap her arms around my neck and kissed me causing the back of her dress to rise up exposing the bottom of her soft cheeks to our friend who was totally watching the scene by now. I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her close to me. This caused her short dress to rise up even more exposing more of her ass to our friend. Realizing what I had done, she started to squirm against me trying to break free, but I held her even tighter. I kissed her hard and told her that I loved her. She smiled at me and stopped squirming. I told her “You’d better be careful or I just might take you up on your offer”. She slipped out of my arms, spun around and said “Hi!” to mini van guy, who almost shit his pants. He quickly turned and she strutted off across the parking lot toward the store. About halfway there she spun around, looked me in the eye again and mouthed the words “I dare you”. As she walked away mini van guy started to pull away. She took a couple of quick steps so that he’d have to slow down and let her cross in front. She flashed him a smile that caused his head to turn and his eyes to follow her until she disappeared into the store. (She’s such a tease!) I started to think about her as the sexy, vital woman that she is instead of just in her role as my wife. In the time I have known her, she has proven to be a woman of exceptional taste. Honest, loyal and a fantastic cook to boot. She has rarely asked me for anything, yet I would give her anything. I caught myself thinking, “Maybe it wouldn’t be so strange, maybe I could stop thinking about me and just do it for her” and then I heard the sound of his motorcycle. |
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make your fantasy real - lets have some wild sex!
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I'd love to help you two explore your fantasies.....wish we were neighbors!
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