collection of stories you shouldn't read at work
This is the second part of a story that I posted earlier, so if you want to read that one first here’s the link.
[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/1287x5v/a_longawaited_hookup_fm/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=ioscss&utm_content=2&utm_term=1)
My now husband and I had an open relationship for a few months back when we were still dating, and this is a story from then.
I have a long time friend, Dan, who I always had chemistry with but I barely had a chance to act on it. We’d made out and I’d sucked his dick a couple times, but that was all until now. He would text me every few months trying to hookup or get nudes from me, but this was before my relationship was open so I repeatedly turned him down. Then, he messaged at just the right time and I had to go for it. I was about to drive to the gym when I saw “Come pick me up right now so we can fuck in your car” it said. He was always straightforward and acted entitled to my body. As arrogant of him as it was, it never failed to turn me on. I was hesitant at first, haunted by the last time we’d tried car sex and gotten caught without even the chance to fuck. But it was still dark out, and there wasn’t anywhere better for us anyway. “I’ll be there in 10” I responded, and headed out in just my sports bra and leggings. My whole body was tingling from the anticipation on the way over. I had no idea what to expect. When I got to his house, he looked the same as ever, wearing joggers, a tshirt and a beanie. He got in the car smiling widely and we started to chat. “I could never let my girlfriend fuck another guy, I’d be pissed” he said. All I could think was how happy I was to be with someone who wanted to give me this sexual freedom. After what felt like forever, we finally found a good place to park. There were no streetlights on us, and only one entrance to the parking lot we were in so we would see if anyone was coming towards us. This helped put my mind at ease so I could enjoy what was about to happen.
Last year I went on a trip to visit a friend (and her bf, Wes). They moved to a very warm state, so I of course packed all my smallest summer items to feel cute and slutty. I had recently learned that Wes said he’d want to fuck me if their relationship ever became an open relationship, and it just had. I didn’t have any thoughts of teasing or flirting with him while I was packing my clothes, but once I got there and saw him again it became a goal of mine. I wanted to look hot all the time and tease and flirt until something of interest happened. When we were in the pool I’d make any excuse to touch him, and he did the same. Grabbing my waist, ass, bikini bottoms, anything he could to get his hands on me. We’d play cards against humanity a lot of days before going to sleep, and that only increased the sexual tension between us.