Author: OfficeFreak

Running into a College [F]ling while Ca[m]ping [cheating]

*We are in section L152, so practically neighbors!*

I hastily text her before stashing my phone. The surprise encounter still fresh in my mind. Still marveling at how small the world can be some times. One minute you are finishing setting up camp with your wife, and the next you are running into an old college fling. Almost groaning out at the memory of how she teased me with memories of our college adventures, or just how good her ass looked as she walked back to her friends and camp site.

Leaving me to compose myself before returning to mine… “Did you grab the buns and snacks from the pantry?” My wife’s voice calls out from the back of the car. Did I? Fuck. No I didn’t. It was still sitting on the shelf where I put it after we got back from the grocery store.

“No, that is safe and sound at home. Did we forget anything else?” I call out as I walk towards the car. Glancing over our bags and equipment spread from the car to our tent. Read more »

Afternoon [F]un at the [M]all

I lock the door to my car as I walk through the parking lot into the mall, eager to get out of the summer heat. My sandals flapping lazily as I stroll into the mall, matching my pace to the automatic doors. I take a look around as I lazily march on towards my destination, surprised that the halls are more vacant than usual.

I check my cell phone as I step onto the escalator, texting through the slow assent. Oblivious to you standing only a couple of steps ahead of me in your skirt and tank top, carrying your purse in one arm, just two steps above me. I pocket my cell phone and you catch my attention with a gasp. Faltering slightly as your free hand reaches out to steady yourself on the railing, and you let out a breathy gasp. I watch you curiously, wondering if you are in pain before I catch that faint, sweet, telltale smell that causes my blood to rush. I look down, trying to imagine what is under your skirt as we near the top. The perfume of your wet pussy teasing my nose, making me wonder what you have hidden between your legs. What has you so worked up you are practically dripping on the escalator. Read more »