It had been quite awhile since Joe had heard from Sandi. Months in fact. For whatever reason on a Friday morning he happened to check the trash box of his old work email.
In it he found an email from an unknown sender. As he read through the letter he saw that the number “23” happened to appear quite often. Too often to be a misprint or spam. That number had been a code for a parking spot where he and Sandi used to meet to fuck in the back seat of his car.
Farther down it talked about a place with a view. Joe only knew one place with a view which was also a place where they used to meet up. It was an overlook of a lagoon at the edge of town.
At the bottom of the letter was another bunch of letters and numbers. It read: MGF1BTPLYYG. Joe and Sandi used to text each other letters and numbers only quite often back in the day. They were so familiar with each other’s thoughts and bodies they often wouldn’t need to say words, after all it distracted from kissing. It also provided a level of secrecy in case it was seen by wandering eyes.
Deciphering was easy, if this was indeed from Sandi. Who else would send: My Guy Friday 1pm Be There Please Love You Your Gal. Certainly not a phisher from Nigeria!
Joe deleted the email and told his boss he needed to take off early. Just before one rolled around Joe found a spot at the edge of the lot where they used to park. He rolled the windows down just a bit, put on “their” music playlist and sat in the back of his SUV.
He was wearing his black polyester workout shorts. He loved them because they were thin, comfortable, and he could pull up either leg and expose his cock and balls without any problem.
A few minutes later the door opened and a woman with a hoodie, a hat and sunglasses on crawled in the from the other side.
Joe expected the Sandi he knew to appear in business attire. Well dressed with perfect hair, makeup, and accessories out of a fashion magazine. This was a disheveled mess in a sweatsuit and sandals.
“Wow, hi” Joe said, adding “aren’t we all dressed up today.” Sandi kissed him on the cheek and then on the mouth. Joe noticed she had no make up on and her hair was a matted mess. But to Joe she still looked as beautiful as ever.
She had him sit back and laid her head down on his lap facing the front seat.
“Baby,” she said, “Can you do me a favor? Just sit with me for awhile.”
“Of course,” he replied, gripping her tiny hand in his.
“I haven’t slept in three days, but it feel more like three months.” Three months had been the last time the two had crossed paths.
“It’s so bad at home,” she continued. “Keith is drinking more than ever and makes no bones about the fact he is cheating on me because I got caught with you.”
“I’m so sorry,” Joe replied.
“It didn’t help that I called out your name one night when he was screwing me. And I think I’ve been talking in my sleep. So now I stay awake at night until I know he’s out like a light.”
Sandi cuddled deeper into Joe’s lap. Joe removed her hat and glasses and put her hoodie down. As her head shifted on his abdomen his cock grew almost instinctively.
“I have to tell you, Sandi, the last time I actually felt myself fall asleep peacefully was when we were lying on your upstairs bed. That was years ago.”
“I remember,” she said. “I’m pretty sure one night I must have said too much because now every time Keith wants to fuck he tries to put it in my ass. He keeps asking if you did but I won’t ever answer him about that or anything else that we did.”
Joe knew that and appreciated it. He had been the same with Janice.
“Last week I’m positive he put something in my drink. He had a co-worker come over for a drink. I had returned from afternoon tea with my girlfriend and was wearing an orange sundress.”
Joe recalled that exact dress. He remembered that it crossed in the front. She had worn it to an afternoon party and as they crossed by each other in her hallway he had snuck a hand Kuzey ankara escort in and circled one of her beautiful nipples. Later she had flashed her pussy at him while he was talking to her husband who had his back to her.
Sandi continued, “I hadn’t been drinking at all. I had just a few sips of one glass of wine. The room was suddenly spinning which never happens. If I think back from the moment the guy walked in our house he had been staring at my tits. He was good looking enough but just as phony as my husband when it comes to hiding his intentions. And Keith doesn’t have any real friends so he must have promised this guy a creep show.
A minute later my legs were woozy. Keith asked him to help him move me to the couch. You and I both know Keith is big enough to carry me alone but I think he wanted this guy to get a cheap feel on his wife.
And that’s exactly what happened. The guy said ‘maybe we should help her upstairs and Keith agreed. I felt him grab me under my arms while Keith held my feet. His arms crossed my chest and I felt his right hand on my left tit and his left one on my right.
As we went up the stairs I felt his hand ‘accidentally’ slip into my dress. I recall looking down and my left tit was exposed. I looked up at him. ‘Sorry,’ he says.
He and Keith sat me on the bed near the headboard. As Keith slid me down to take off my sandals my dress slid up to my waist. Some guy I had never met now had a perfect view of my white silk underwear and my pussy below it.
The guy then offered to put a pillow under my head. I could see he had a hard on through his shorts. As he propped a pillow under my head his arms ran against my exposed tit and I could feel his hard on against my bicep. He turned as he did it so his cock ran back and forth against my arm.”
Joe felt himself getting harder against Sandi’s cheek.
“Keith said they should keep an eye on me and told his buddy that he’d go down and bring up their drinks. I could make out the figure in front of me, though he was a little fuzzy. I wasn’t sure if it was Keith or not to be honest. He was literally standing between my spread legs.
I watched him reach out and he ran his finger along my slit through the silk from the bottom up to the top and then back down again. Twice.
He then ran his hand up across his pants and before sticking it in under his waist band. I could now tell he was stroking his cock in front of me as he stared at my crotch. Just as he reached for his zipper Keith returned with their glasses and a bottle of wine.
‘How’s she doing?,’ he asked. The guy said that I seemed fine, I must have started drinking too early. ‘Yeah,’ Keith said, ‘she does that.’
I watched as Keith poured the rest of the wine in each of their glasses. ‘Guess we’re done with this,’ he said. He then laid the now empty bottle between my legs with the top of it right against my clit. I could feel the pressure of the glass through the silk.
‘Oh, sorry,’ Keith said, ‘Sandi doesn’t usually like to show her tits like this.’ Keith reached over and put my tit barely back under my dress. As he did so he twisted my nipple.
That twist woke me up. ‘What the fuck,’ I said. My vision was becoming clearer. I could see now that both the guy and my husband had hard ons protruding out.
‘You let this guy grab my tits?’ I said, ‘and rub his finger on my pussy?’ The two of them stepped back.
‘Sorry,’ the guy said. ‘Keith asked me to help since you were drunk.’
Wow, I thought. ‘I’m not drunk, partner,’ I said. ‘So this little game is stopping now.’
The two of them stared at each other. I looked down at my lifted dress. My husband and whoever this guy was were both in clear view of my still open legs.
‘I know what you thought might happen,’ I said, ‘but it’s not going that way tonight.’
‘I should be going,’ the guy said. ‘Wait,’ I replied.
‘Obviously Keith had this in mind for you.’ I reached down and literally yanked off Maltepe escort my panties by tearing one side. The two of them now had a clear view of my pussy.
‘Let me show you what my husband won’t be getting tonight.”
With that I spread my legs wide open. I took my right hand and made a few circles against my clit. I have to say I was a bit wet from the whole experience and within a minute I could feel my lips getting soaked, the way they do when you slide your tongue in me.
I took the tip of the wine bottle and made small circles between the curtains. Then I spread my legs and lifted up just enough for the top of the bottle to enter me. As I slid it up my pussy muscles clamped down on it. After about five strokes I loosened up and took about half the wine bottle in my love hole.
As he watched me the guy put his hand back in his pants. He was stroking himself again. Keith had not idea what he had gotten himself into. He was looking at the guy then at me.
The guy stepped toward me and I said, ‘Not gonna happen, you can thank my husband for this. Now I’d like both of you to leave and Keith you can have the downstairs couch tonight.’
The two of them headed our the door, Keith first.
‘Hey,’ I called and the guy turned around. I twisted the bottle, pulled it out and rubbed it against my cheek. ‘Better luck next time,’ I said, and I sucked on the glass like it was your cock while I fingered myself, then flipped him off with my wet digit.”
“Triple wow,” Joe said.
“Since then I’ve really been awake, worried that Keith will try and drug me again and fuck me in the ass.”
“Mmmm,” Joe said, “I love your ass.”
“What I really need today is a nap. Pure, simple and with the only guy who eases my pain.”
Joe’s hard on was an issue, but if Sandi needed him, he wanted to be there.
“Then just relax,” he said. Joe changed the station to a mellow channel.
He massaged his lover’s neck, shoulders and arms as she lay her head below him.
It wasn’t long before he felt her go limp. He grabbed a blanket from behind the seat and covered the sleeping woman, turning the music down just a bit as he stared off in the distance.
What a wild story, he thought. Has it really come to that with Keith? Thank goodness Sandi can handle herself. Joe kept a hand on her shoulder as if to monitor her breathing and keep her relaxed while she slept.
Soon after his cock deflated a bit and he himself began to snooze, leaning his head back as if on a long airplane ride where you just can’t stay awake any longer.
Over an hour later, Joe rustled a bit. He was sure he had been snoring and hoped Sandi had slept through it.
As he became semi-conscience he felt a little tug at his shorts. He felt the left leg of them slide up exposing his soft cock. His cock became warm and wet as the awakening woman below him took it in her mouth.
Joe had always been and was still amazed that Keith’s wife would ever take another man’s cock in her mouth. Yet here she was; as soft and smooth as the first time she had sucked him off. The ultimate professional woman, never late and always prepared. No one who knew her had a clue she had a wild side and was a cum freak for her husband’s ex friend.
He kept his head back as his rod grew into the married woman’s mouth.
He could feel her tongue darting on her top, tasting and texturing his manhood. He took a second to look down and could see her other hand in her own pants, rubbing her clit and slit as she sucked on her growing prize.
As his cock got harder and harder her put a hand up her shirt, releasing her tits and fondling the nipples that her husband, and ‘the guy,’ whoever he was, only wished they could.
He felt her nipples pointing out as her wet fingers came out of her pussy. She lifted them up and Joe sucked them clean of her fluids. That same hand now went down and cradled his balls as the squirrels nest of hair below him began to bob up and down.
Anyone Mamak escort walking by could hear the sucking, she was going crazy for his cock. Joe slid his hand down from her tits to pussy. It was soaked. He fingered her with one, two, then three fingers.
As Sandi stroked and sucked his cock she turned and moved up to he knees. Joe’s wet hand popped out of her pussy and now was between her ass cheeks. Expertly he spread her buttocks. Her body language told him “Yes!” and his thick middle finger found its way into her waiting ass.
Joe finger fucked her tight ass in time with his cock going in and out of her soft lips. As Joe turned a bit he was able to replace the middle finger in her ass with his thumb, and his pointing finger found its way back into her wet pussy. Once both were inside her he made the “okay” sign circling his finger to his thumb. It seemed to do the trick.
Sandi growled and as Joe shot several wild shots of cum into her mouth. He could feel her cumming as well, spasming against him with her pussy and her ass.
“MMmmmm,” Joe heard her groan.
Sandi kept him in her mouth, sucking softly, till he went limp. At that point she sat up and they kissed deeply for what seemed like another hour.
“I gotta go,” she said.
“I gotta go, too,” Joe replied, “but thank you for being alive.”
As Sandi gathered herself Joe looked around for a rest room.
“What’s the problem?” she asked.
“I gotta go before I gotta go.” Joe looked for a bottle in the back seat to pee into but none were to be found.
Sandi gave him a look. She pulled up one legs of his shorts and laid back down in his lap. This time facing him. “Go, she said, but go slow.”
With that Sandi pointed his cock at her barely open mouth. Joe had never peed inside anyone’s mouth, and wasn’t sure of the protocol. She opened her lips just a bit more as she rested her head on his thigh, saying, “You can do it. Slowly.”
With that Joe trickled just just a bit into her lower cheek. Sandi looked up and smiled that smile of hers that made him love her more. He watched as she swallowed the sample and made a circle around the head of his cock seeking more.
Joe tightened his stomach muscles a bit to keep his stream from overwhelming his receptacle. Sandi’s grip made it seem a little like filling a water balloon, only every time the her cheeks were full she took a swallow and after gulping was ready for a refill.
Within a minute Joe was sending a steady stream of piss into the mouth he had just been kissing. As she took his liquids she gave him a thumbs up, closing her eyes to savor the taste.
As his bladder emptied she took the last mouthful, spilling just a drop as his hose ran out of pressure. She looked up at him playfully and licked the end of his cock, smiling and showing him those shiny brown cat eyes.
The reaction was almost immediate and as the cock she had just emptied of cum and piss began to refill. Sandi pulled off her sweatshirt, t shirt and bra and was now topless next to him.
Joe noticed a couple of guys standing near the vehicle, and although they seemed to be sharing a cigarette it was apparent they had been watching.
Sandi seemed not to care, and within a minute he was half hard again. In the next five was again cumming in Sandi’s magic mouth as she kneeled over his lap, letting her tits sway back and forth across his belly and balls as two strangers crooked their necks to see Joe getting his second blow job of the afternoon.
As she gave his cock a final kiss Joe looked over at the two watchers and got a thumbs up from one of them before they walked away.
Sandi sat up and kissed Joe deeply. “You seem a little dehydrated,” she said, adding “Maybe next time you’ll have a little more fluid in you. Thanks for the nap, I really needed that. I’ll let you know how it goes at home but I feel re-energized thanks to you.”
“The pleasure was all mine,” Joe replied, “and it has been from our very first kiss.”
Sandi pulled her clothes on, putting the hoodie, hat and glasses in place. She lifted her glasses as she stepped out the door and gave him a wink and a smile.
Her last words were “Let’s just hope this wasn’t our last.”
Joe couldn’t have agree more.