[MF][cheating] Carpool buddy. pt2

Hi guys. Sorry for my delay. It’s been a busy time. Writing doesn’t come easily to me, so it takes some time and energy to get it out.

This part sounds different because I knew while it happened I was going to write about it. I made notes right after and then reconstructed in a form you can read.

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When I found Sveta’s brightly-colored SUV that afternoon, I was excited and a little worried about how fast we escalated our “relationship”. It seemed too fast. Reckless. Not sustainable.

I decided that I would continue to flirt, but use my words instead of touch. At least, not much touching.

When I got in, we smiled hellos. I was in my jeans (slightly stretchy ones, with plenty of room for inevitable erection), and she wore a fit, floral silky blouse and an solid dark a-line (?) skirt, above her knee.

As we pulled away from the curb, and approached the first stop light, I reached my arm over, beneath hers, and rested my fingertips and palm on her leg. Sveta let out a breath she seemed to have been holding for a long time, and bit her lip.

I gave her a few moments to savor it.

Her skin was cool and soft and smooth, and I craved running my hand higher, and I could tell she wanted it too.

So, I didn’t.

The light turned green and she shifted a few times, getting up the hill, and around the construction, and merging.

I read once that we experience change more intensely than consistency. It’s like the characters in Jurassic Park staying still to avoid the notice of the T. Rex. Though I wasn’t inching my hand upward, I didn’t want it to become a stale sensation. I squeezed her thigh gently, in a kind of wave, so my touch felt new.

One thing I noticed then was the fullness of her breasts. With each breath in, her tits surged in volume. Beneath that silky blouse was a darker bra, and her tits seemed eager to escape. The bra was fashionable, not supportive.

Sveta turned to me quickly and caught my eyes looking at her breasts. She rolled her eyes a little and smiled as she turned back to the road.

“I was enjoying your breasts in that bra. It looks great. You look great, I mean.”

“Thank you,” she said. “Maybe it’s not practical, but is fun. I had panties that matched.”

I wasn’t sure her grammar was right, so I clarified. “Had?”

“Well, I-“, her words stumbled and she blushed a bit. “I took off my panties. At work. At lunch time.”

“Nothing under here?”, I said as I teased at the hem of her skirt.

Sveta shook her head, eyes stuck to the road, smiling.

I curled my fingers off her thigh, upward under the edge of her skirt, and tugged at the fabric with my fingers, as the outside of my fingers grazed higher up her thigh, under her skirt.

She continued, “Last ride, I was so horny, I almost got speeding ticket.”

“Speeding home? What did you do when you got home?”

She smiled, but seemed overwhelmed at speaking aloud what she did. I let her compose her story.

“I was really really horny when I left your house. When I got home I went to I find my husband. He was on… lounge? Sitting. He works early — 6 ay to 3 pee. He was sweaty from his run, and catching up on sport scores. I threw my purse down next to him, took off my heels, and–. And pulled down his pants.”

“Yeah?” I ran my fingers along the hem some more, with one hand, and adjusted my uncomfortable pants with the other. My erection was growing pretty intense.

Sveta took a turn up a street around a park. “Mmmhmm. I pretty much sucked him into my mouth, and kept my hands in my lap. In me. I bounced on my fingers and diddled my little button. He has warm hands too and while I was coming, he put his hands back behind my neck and head and fucked my mouth. That feeling, of being toy, his toy, with his salty cock in me, made me come again. And then HE came. And that almost did it again. But, I was tired. I wanted to snuggle up to him and nap, but we decided to shower together.”

“You masturbated while giving him a blow job?”

Sveta nodded. “His first in like two months. I don’t do it often. I very like it, but it’s tiring for my jaw. Not as tiring this time. Because he did all of the work?”

“That was a pretty good surprise then.”

“He was very happy.” She glanced down at my hand. “He also will be today, I think.”

“I like that. Thank you for telling me, too.”

She nodded and said something like “drove yeh” and asked, “What about your wife? Did you ravish her?”

“Well, sort of. She doesn’t arrive until later. I had to wait.”

“Aww, poor baby,” Sveta said.

“But, yes, I did. The next morning.”

“Ah, morning! That is best time.” We were on a straight path, so Sveta didn’t need both hands. She reached over to caress my erection. She gripped it through my jeans and her eyes glowed. “You are perfect size!”, she said.

“Different than your husband?”

“He is very thick, and short. You are longer, but not as thick. You are size of my dildo, but he, he is like a tree stump.”

“Ah, that is why it is hard to blow him?”

She nodded. “But, you, you I can fit. Maybe I should warm up with you before him?”

“Think you can handle that?”

She gave it another squeeze. “God, I want to try.”

We rounded the park and approached my street.

“The park back there might be a good place to stop. Tomorrow,” I said.

Sveta nodded. “Yes!”

I suggested, “You lay in the back seat, and I stand in the open door. I’ll cradle your head, and fuck your throat. If you can handle that.

“Oh god. I am very horny again. You did it to me.”

“Be gentle with your husband,” I said, as we pulled up to my driveway.

Sveta shook her head. “No. I won’t. And you, you have some story to tell me about what you do with wife.”

“I will,” I said as I opened my door. “Bye!”

“Tomorrow!” she said. And her engine whined as she zoomed away.

tl;dr Seat belts were invented by English engineer George Cayley in the mid-19th century, though Edward J. Claghorn of New York was granted the first patent.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6w7ihm/mfcheating_carpool_buddy_pt2