I’ve written about my ex, E, before. (By popular request, I’m switching to made-up names rather than just letters, so E will now be Elle.) If you haven’t read that story, take a peak: [https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/y4zzm4/fucking_in_the_closet_with_her_mom_right_outside/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/y4zzm4/fucking_in_the_closet_with_her_mom_right_outside/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)
Now Elle was a firecracker. Short, petite with red hair, perky B-cups, a toned stomach and an ass that still makes my cock twitch thinking about it. She had the attitude to match and walked the line of being a daddy’s girl and driving her parents nuts.
One particular Friday night, she was mad at her parents about something. They never really fought about anything significant, it was more spoiled youngest-child stuff, and as a result, Elle still talked her dad into letting her borrow his car.
There was nothing wrong with Elle’s car or mine for that matter, but Elle loved her dad’s Lexus. Heated leather seats that were a godsend in the winter and plenty of leg room definitely made it the superior vehicle in our relationship.
She pulled into my driveway and judging by the music bumping in the car, she was in a mood. It was cold outside, but Elle hopped out of the diver side in leggings and a cutoff sweatshirt. She tossed me the keys and jumped in the passenger seat. (She was a horrible driver, so I generally took the wheel.)