Years ago Molly, my now ex, and I found ourselves at TopGolf celebrating a friend’s birthday on a summer Saturday night. (For those unfamiliar, it’s a swanky and overpriced multi level driving range that serves food and booze. It’s a generally good spot for a big group when the weather is nice.)
We were a few hours and a few drinks in, having fun with our group, when I took notice of a 20-something guy in the adjacent hitting bay, also with a group of friends, that seemed to have fixed his gaze on Molly.
Given my love for stirring up trouble, I brought his attention to her attention, “I think that guy over there in the blue shirt is totally eye-fucking you. You should introduce yourself.”
Molly agreed with a wink and spent the better part of the next hour chatting with this handsome new friend while he plied her with another round of drinks. Molly stayed in close enough proximity to our own group of friends to not make it too obvious, but none of our friends were going to notice anyway given their lack of sobriety.
As we passed midnight and some began saying their goodbyes, Molly returned with a slightly drunken stagger to the couch from which I was taking it all in. She informed me his name was Chris, he lived nearby, he was flirty and forward, and he had a girlfriend who was conveniently not around tonight. I asked her if she was attracted to him and she nodded, biting her lip.
I wasted little time escalating the situation, offering to Molly, “why don’t you take Chris out to the parking lot and suck his cock while I find our server and pay the tab? I’ll say our goodbyes and meet you at the car in a bit.”
Her face lit up with excitement and she gave me a quick kiss, heading back to Chris.
As if straight from a movie, I could see Chris signal for the check as enthusiastically as any man ever had in the history of checks while Molly whispered her intentions in his ear.
Within five minutes they both headed for the stairs and then the door, separately enough to not arouse great suspicion. I decided to give Molly more than ample time to enjoy herself before asking the server for our own tab.
I enjoyed moments like this where I lacked a firsthand perspective, and wasn’t directly involved, but had knowledge of the x-rated fun transpiring elsewhere.
My mind always raced. And I loved it.
Would she waste any time before kissing him? Or would he be the aggressor? Would they get in the front seat or back seat of his car? Or would he be parked in a spot that offered enough discretion Molly could simply push him against the car, kneel down, unzip his pants, and do her thing? Would a blowjob be enough to satisfy her or would she let his hands wander? Would she lose control and impale herself on him while they made out? She had a tendency for the latter.
After about fifteen minutes I signed my tab, took a final sip of my drink, tucked away my credit card, and said goodbye to the birthday girl and the few remaining friends. Moments later I reached my SUV near the far end of the mostly-packed parking lot and no sign of Molly.
I started up the car as air conditioning was imperative. The night had been borderline sweltering.
I turned up the music, slouched to a more comfortable position in the driver’s seat, and checked my phone to confirm I hadn’t missed a text or call. Just as my mind was beginning to wander, I noticed some motion in the front seat of a car not far away. It was a black sedan in the row facing me, a few spots off to the right.
Any other night, I probably wouldn’t have given it more than a passing glance. But on this night, despite the tinted side windows and a mix of glare and shadows cast by the parking lot lights, I was confident that motion in the black sedan was Molly and her newfound friend. He was in the driver’s seat. She was ass-up in the passenger seat, no doubt blowing his mind and more with that highly skilled, highly experienced mouth of hers.
My view certainly wasn’t great, but the glimpses I got delivered a rush. I could see Molly’s mess of dark brown hair bobbing up and down. I could see one of his hands on the back of her head. They certainly were giving quite a show to anyone passing by at the right angle, but lust and liquid courage are one hell of an emboldening combination.
As I watched, I relished in the reality that experiences like this didn’t leave me jealous. I enjoyed knowing Molly was down for the adult shenanigans I occasionally thrust upon her. I also enjoyed knowing my partner was someone men wanted. Or, in the least, wanted pleasure from.
In the ten minutes or so I watched them play, she didn’t lift her head once. I didn’t see so much as a kiss or a roving hand. Molly had taken my instructions to heart and was enthusiastically sucking the life out of Chris, right through his cock.
I could sense Molly had delivered the knock out punch when she picked up the pace and he reacted by tossing his head back and pushing a forearm against the window. Molly had a tendency to go all-in at the moment of climax.
I remember laughing at how quickly Molly transitioned to goodbye. She licked her lips, leaving Chris awestruck in the driver seat, and hopped out. A moment later she opened the passenger door to our SUV and climbed in. She feigned surprise that I was in the car and that our car was nearby. Certainly she had seen our car as she made her way to his and known she had an audience of at least one for that performance.
“And how did you and Chris get along?” I asked.
“He’s hilarious and really sweet. He told me he doesn’t get a lot of blowjobs from his girlfriend. I’m sure it was just a line, but he has a great dick so who was I to argue?” Molly responded. “He came so fucking hard.”
“Glad you enjoyed yourself and were open to my suggestion earlier” I offered, reminding her playfully that I orchestrated the night’s grand finale.
“It was fun. I suppose I owe you one” she replied with a sexy smirk on her face.
“You most definitely do. And if that mouth is up for it, I say you repay me right here and now” I said while taking down my zipper and pulling my nearly full erection out for her to see. “You ever sucked two dicks in a parking lot?”
“There’s a first time for everything” Molly fired back while shifting to a kneeling position and grabbing hold of me all at once.
I remember questioning if my dick following Chris’s into her mouth should count as sloppy seconds when Molly began long, broad licks paired with a mild hum. Despite having just spent fifteen or twenty minutes sucking another man, there was no loss of energy or enthusiasm from Molly. She worked me expertly with her hands, lips, and tongue. Her approach could never be mistaken for gentle. She licked and sucked and rubbed with increasing intensity as I thrusted ever so slightly.
I remember the internal struggle being contested in my mind that night. Did I enjoy Molly sucking my cock or watching Molly suck another man’s cock more? The former beat the latter in a ten round TKO, but on this night I was enjoying the best of both worlds.
I lasted maybe ten minutes before she pushed me over the edge with the relentless bobbing of her head. I came hard in her mouth. She swallowed without hesitation, licked the last drop from me, deftly wiped her lips, and sat up with a grin as I did my best to collect myself.
Molly’s face was flushed and quite telling of her mischief when said, “if you don’t have anyone else lined up, can we get some food on the way home?”
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