My girlfriend wrote this for me after I told her about my hotwife fantasy. Feel free to reach out if you have any real life experience!
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They pulled into the gas station a little past eight, just after the sun had gone down. It was a vintage convertible corvette, restored, with a beautiful fire engine red finish. She sat in the passenger seat in a little black dress, her makeup fresh, ready for the night of dancing they had planned. She had curled her hair and shaved, and she had gotten her perfume just right this time. It was their first proper date night in a few months–work had just gotten so busy.
Nick walked into the store to pay for gas–the card reader was broken. As he walked in, he noticed the attendant staring at his car.
“Like her?” he asked.
The attended looked to be in his 40s, tall, well-built, brown hair cut short, with a defined jaw.
“I had one just like her,” he grinned, looking Nick in the eyes. “Boy she was fun to handle.”
Nick grinned back.
“Oh she’s a blast.”
Nick paid for the gas, and bought a roll of mentos.
“What happened to yours?”
The attendant was staring at his car again.
“Oh, bank took her.”
Nick nodded.
“Yeah, it happens,” he said. In his mid 20s, he was too young to really relate, but he didn’t know what else to say.
“You know what, why don’t you take her for a spin?”
The attendant looked confused.
“We’ve got a little time, just for old time’s sake.”
The attendant stared for a few more seconds and then laughed.
“You misunderstand,” he said, laughing. “I’m not talking about your car. I mean your girl.”
Nick blushed from ear to ear.
Looking back at the car, he saw that Katie was walking into the store now, her purse in hand.
“Well I guess you’ll at least get to meet her,” he stammered to the attendant.
The attendant winked at him.
“Don’t worry, man, I’m just playing,” he said.
The bell chimed and Katie walked in.
“Oh babe can I get a diet coke?” she asked, walking toward Nick. “Everything okay?”
She read the embarrassed look on Nick’s face. Nick froze.
“You sure can,” the attendant answered, filling Nick’s awkward silence.
She went and got a bottle from the cooler, and walked back to the counter, setting it down. Nick took his card back out.
“On me,” the attendant said, winking at Nick again.
“Oh thank you so much,” Katie giggled.
“Sure thing.”
“Well we should get going,” Nick started to say. His face was hot, and as embarrassed as he was, he could feel himself getting hard.
“You two have a great night,” the attendant said, “take her for a spin for me.”
“Oh I will,” Nick grinned, watching as the attendant checked out Katie’s butt on the way out of the store.
They had just gotten back to the car, and Nick had pulled the gas handle off the hook, when he heard the attendant walking up to them.
“Hey man, you’re gonna need some of these.”
He tossed over a 3-pack of Trojan magnums. Nick blushed again–they were too big. He played it cool.
“Nah man, I’ve already got some.”
The attendant grinned again.
“Probably a bit too big anyway,” he winked, his voice teasing. But he was looking at Katie this time. She blushed.
Nick’s face was burning.
“Mind if I sit in the driver’s seat? Just for old time sake,” Nick heard the attendant ask. He was outside of his own body now.
Nick saw Katie reach over and unlock the door out of the corner of his eye, the attendant not waiting for a second invitation. His heart was racing, but he couldn’t help but keep getting harder and harder.
“Brett” he could hear the attendant introducing himself. Everything felt very far way. He could hear Katie giggling, but he couldn’t bring himself to turn around. Katie was into older guys, and he knew that, but he was sure nothing would happen.
“I’m sure he won’t mind,” he could hear Brett saying. Still he didn’t turn around. He had finished pumping gas several minutes ago, but he was frozen in place, pretending to be on his phone.
It wasn’t until Katie’s giggling finally stopped that he came back to his senses. That’s when he heard it. Was that a kiss? It couldn’t be. Then another. Then another. He turned around at last.
Brett and Katie had moved to the back seat. She was leaning against the side of the car, Brett half on top of her, his hand on the inside of her thigh, his mouth on hers, the kisses getting deeper and deeper, Katie’s lips starting to part more and more. Katie’s hips were starting to buck around–subtly, but there was no mistaking it. Nick couldn’t move.
Brett slid his index finger just a fraction of an inch up Katies thigh, testing her response. Her legs opened, ever so slightly, and he started to inch the rest of his hand up, pulling her knee into his lap, his kisses starting to move from her mouth to her cheek, backward, teasing the back of her jaw. Katie’s back arched, her hand moving to the back of Brett’s neck, pulling at him.
Her head falling back as Brett started to kiss down onto her neck, she made eye contact with Nick. He just grinned back.
Brett had crawled between her legs now, and was starting to dry hump her, pushing her up against the inside of the car. Her head laid back over the side of the car, her legs wrapping loosely around Brett’s waist as she pulled his face back to hers again, her mouth hungry.
Katie’s breathing was getting deeper now, her hips coming alive under Brett’s dry humping, bucking around, yearning for him. He was reaching for the magnum condoms, which were laying in the passenger seat now. Nick took his phone out–he was at least going to record this. He couldn’t believe it was happening, and the jealousy was burning inside him, but he also couldn’t believe how hard he was.
Katie sat up a bit, reaching down and fumbling with Brett’s belt. He helped her, then slid his pants and boxers down to his knees, not waisting any time. His dick popped out, hard and long, standing proud, pointed straight at Katies face. Wrapping her hand around the base of his shaft, she lowered her mouth over him, her lips sealed against the side of his shaft, her tongue soft against the underside of his head. Brett groaned, closing his eyes and taking Katie’s hair in his hands, pulling it up into a ponytail for her.
Her head bobbed slowly, her jaw relaxing as she took a bit more of him into her mouth every time, letting him start to push gently into her throat, just the tip, then a bit more, then the whole head. She pulled back, gagging, thick drool trailing down onto his dick.
“Lay back,” he breathed, looking down at her. She pulled her legs up awkardly, sliding her panties off, then laid back, looking up at him as he rolled a condom on. He climbed back between her legs, settling his tip against her opening, rubbing gently up and down, teasing her. She flinched.
“Stop teasing,” she breathed, her hands on the sides of his face now, her eyes locked on his.
He pushed. Nick couldn’t see her pussy, but he heard her gasp. He saw her face contort, struggling with Brett’s size, but enthralled in pleasure. She had never made that face with him before.
Brett was half-way in now, starting to thrust more, his hips rocking back slowly, then pushing in again, Katie’s body moving with him as they started to build up a rhythm, each stroke deeper, her face starting to dissolve into pure bliss. Her arms wrapped around his neck now, her toes curling as he started to fuck her faster, harder.
At last Brett pulled out, frantically pulling his condom off.
Katie leaned forward, wrapping her lips back around his head as he jerked off. She managed to hold back her gag reflex as he came, tasting him in her mouth. Swallowing carefully, she turned to Nick.
“How was that, babe?”
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/ymn2zd/the_one_i_loved_back_then_hotwife_mf
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