Part 3: True Story of a Lonely Dad and Soccer Mom Gone Wild – The First Perfect Day

Part 3 – MINVAN

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The next morning, we both went about your normal parenting things. Kids had to be fed, cleaned and dressed, then mine sent along their way on the bus. She drove hers to their school and they got dropped off, roughly at the same time I was heading into the office. I felt empty. Not guilty, not angry, not resentful. Just completely empty. I sat down at my desk and did my best to occupy my time, but each second felt like an hour. I wondered what she was doing. I wondered if she got caught. I wondered if she had any regrets. I didn’t know if she was alone or not, yet, so I couldn’t call or text her. It was excruciating.

Then the familiar ding and vibration of my phone on my desk, alerting me to a new message. It was her. “Hey, how are you?” It read.

“I’m okay, thanks, how about you? What’s going on today?”

“Just okay?” she replied? I wasn’t sure how to answer, what if that was HIM on HER phone? Fuck.

I hesitated, then another DING/BUZZZZ

“Do better” it read. I smiled. It was her. She was thinking about me too. YES.

I thought about a “better” response and ended up going with something like this:

“I will be in the parking lot by the pizza place we take the kids to at 11:00. If you want to meet up, be there. I will leave at 11:05 with or without you”

There was simply a wink emoji as a reply…nothing else.

At 10:30, I told my boss I was headed out and was going to be working from home the rest of the day. I jumped on my motorcycle and shot the short distance to my house, told my wife I needed to take her minivan and had some errands to run for work, grabbed a DVD out of the dresser in the basement, and went over to the pizza place.

She pulled up just a hair after 11 and parked in the empty spot facing me. I motioned her to get into the minivan. She hoped in, smiling and clearly anxious about what may or may not happen next. God she was beautiful and so sexy. Not because of how she looked but because of who she IS. To me, sexiness comes from enthusiasm. And man she had it all.

I backed the car out, and started driving … I held her hand, and we talked a little. After a few minutes, she said “so…. any thoughts?”

“Get in the back” I told her. Without a word, she climbed between the two seats and got into one of the one behind the passenger seat. “Not there” I said “the back row”. She did as I asked. God I love that.

I had flipped down the little video screen before I left home, and unbeknownst to her, put on an x rated amateur dvd. Mostly a compilation of random regular people doing things to and with each other. The volume was on, but not too loud. I didn’t say a word, and neither did she. I watched her as I drove, watching the video. She started to squirm a little, and I told her “you should have a little fun back there.”
“Yeah I should!” she replied.

From the rear view mirror I could see her sliding her panties down from beneath her skirt. She had a clean shave, and wasn’t wearing a bra. Her hands wandered. One played with her nipples and the other made it way to her pussy. I encouraged her along the way “that’s good… I like that… you’re fucking hot and I can’t wait to taste you again…”

She rubbed her clit in small circles, then penetrated her pussy – she fingered deep, and this time could moan as loudly as she wanted. And holy shit did she MOAN.

After a few minutes, I instructed her to kneel on the floor, facing the back of the van. She did, and had one foot under each of the seats in front of her, with her chest down on the back seat as much as she could. She continued to finger herself like this, moaning and grinding as she did. She had her first orgasm just as I pulled the car over onto a quiet dirt road. “Don’t stop” I told her. “You can do better”

She continued rubbing… I made my way back to the back row next to her, where I sat so that her head was just next to my leg. I put my hand on the back of her head and turned it towards me… she gave my leg a little kiss, over my pants, then a bit of a bite – that sent chills up my spine.

While she knelt there, fingering that perfect pussy of hers, her face right next to my lap, I did something I had never done before. I unzipped my pants, and pulled my cock out. It was as hard as it could get – filled with blood, almost hot to the touch. She stared at it… rubbing herself harder and fingering faster. I started to stroke it right next to her face. She lifted her head and opened her mouth, but I blocked her “No, not yet.” She was confused but kept watching me. I stroked harder, and faster and made her watch. “Do you want it?” I asked her

“I do” she said “I want it in my mouth. Please”

I couldn’t believe that this was happening. But it was, for real, it was happening.

With that I grabbed a handful of her hair and lifted her head, moving it over my cock and said “here you go”

This time she started more slowly – I could feel the wetness of her mouth sliding down from my head, then my shaft. I could feel her muffled moans vibrating through me. She didn’t stop until she had me all the way in, then slowly slid back up, looked up into my eyes, then closed them and went down again.

I started moaning as well because holy fuck.

She continued fingering herself and sucking my cock until I was about to explode, but I stopped her at that point. I didn’t want to cum yet. I told her to switch places with me…so she sat and I knelt in the same position she had been in. I threw both of her legs over my shoulders and burried my face into that pussy again. I pulled her butt off the edge of the seat so I could finger her … I gave her clit a little nibble, fingered her, put a fingertip into her ass again… she came immediately …. I continued but lightened the pressure and kept going until she was ready for more, which didn’t take long.

She was panting hard and fast, writhing and moaning and grinding and when I felt like she was going to cum again, I lifted my body up, pushed her back against the seat and slid my cock inside her. There isn’t a lot of room in the van, so once I was in, I leaned back a little so we could both watch me fucking her.

I stayed still and she moved her hips in circles, pushing up against me to get all the way in. As she did this, I reached down and rubbed her clit with my thumb … harder and faster, matching her energy as *she* fucked *me*
She held her breath as she increased the speed even more, then let out an “oh god I’m cumming again” – her body locked up for a couple of seconds, then she started having those spasms in her abdomen and legs. You know the ones. The “job well done” spasms.

That sent me over the edge and I pulled out to cum. Kim knew exactly what to do. She leaned forward and wrapped her mouth around my cock and took every drop I could pump out in her mouth. She swallowed, and after a brief pause, I sat next to her in the very back seat of the minivan, with the porn video still playing overhead.
We held hands again, laughed in the silence for no real reason, then got our clothes back on and went for some pizza. I wanted to ravish her again, but that would have to wait until a couple of weeks later when I got us a hotel room, some massage oil, a blindfold, hand ties, and a brand new vibrator. Perhaps I’ll share that story sometime soon, too.

Thankfully, I remembered to take the DVD out of the car before the kids got back in later that same night.

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