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“What do you think?”
I let the idea roll around in my mind as we lay relaxing. Whatever the rights or wrongs of me getting fucked by a stranger, it had certainly spiced up our marriage and I couldn’t remember a time when we’d had sex like this. Jack had fucked me like there was no tomorrow. I put my hand on Jack’s cock, now flaccid and sticky with his cum and my juices and I imagined some guy fucking me while he was wearing the strip of the club he was supporting, .
“Ok, I’ll give it a go.”
I parked in the pub car park and turned the dash cam round before I got out. It would look a bit obvious if I did it once I’d got some guy in the car with me.
The pub was packed and noisy and all I could see was a wall of backs as the fans were all facing the TV where the game was showing but I managed to get a glass of wine and sat at a table, rearranging my skirt so I had plenty of leg showing but all the action seemed to be happening in front of the large screen and I doubted that I’d be able to pull someone.
I imagined the exchange.
‘Hi, would you like to fuck me?’
“Ssh, we’ve just been awarded a penalty.’
Then out of the blue a woman’s voice interrupted my thoughts.
“Mind if I sit here?”
I looked up. An attractive woman about my age was standing holding a glass of wine, gesturing at the empty seat beside me.
“Uh, no, be my guest.” I said smiling at her. “Noisy isn’t it?”
She laughed.
“Yes, it always is when there’s a game on and I don’t fancy getting my arse pinched and having my tits groped in amongst that lot.” She said, gesturing to the fans staring at the screen.
A sudden roar went up.
“I guess someone’s scored.”
“Yes, but not me.” I laughed in return and she laughed with me.
“It makes me feel old. It’s just I’m …” I had to think quickly to decide what to say. I couldn’t tell her I was here to pick up some guy to fuck in the back seat of my car. “I’m at a bit of a loose end. My partner and I have just split up and I thought I’d try my luck here but …”
“Oh my god,” She interrupted. “Me too, now there’s a coincidence, both of us at a loose end.” She half turned to face me, smiling as she did and putting her hand on my knee, her hand cool against my skin and her fingers moving on my thigh.
“There are alternatives you know,” she said, holding my eyes with a steady gaze. “It doesn’t have to a man.”
I glanced down at her hand, blushing, my mouth suddenly dry.
“So you …?”
She smiled again.
“Yes, from time to time, and you?”
I had to take a mouthful of wine before I could speak.
“No never but I …”
“It’s ok, you don’t have to explain, but sometimes it just seems less complicated, none of that macho crap to deal with and far less messy. Know what I mean?”
My heart was hammering in my chest and I could feel a warmth pooling in my belly.
“Yes I suppose so …”
She stopped me in mid-sentence with her lips soft on mine and then more, her tongue exploring my mouth.
“Look, why don’t we get out of here? My car’s parked outside. We could go somewhere a little more private. What do you say?”
“Yes ok.”
My god was I actually going to do this, have sex with a woman? My mind didn’t know but my body was screaming yes.
We finished our drinks and she took my hand, leading me out of the bar to her car but I stopped.
“Do you mind if we go in mine it’s just …”
She smiled at me and kissed me briefly on my lips.
“No, it’s ok, I quite understand. Do you have somewhere in mind we could go?”
“Yes, there’s a quiet spot by the river. It’s not far from here.”
I let the idea roll around in my mind as we lay relaxing. Whatever the rights or wrongs of me getting fucked by a stranger, it had certainly spiced up our marriage and I couldn’t remember a time when we’d had sex like this. Jack had fucked me like there was no tomorrow. I put my hand on Jack’s cock, now flaccid and sticky with his cum and my juices and I imagined some guy fucking me while he was wearing the strip of the club he was supporting, .
“Ok, I’ll give it a go.”
I parked in the pub car park and turned the dash cam round before I got out. It would look a bit obvious if I did it once I’d got some guy in the car with me.
The pub was packed and noisy and all I could see was a wall of backs as the fans were all facing the TV where the game was showing but I managed to get a glass of wine and sat at a table, rearranging my skirt so I had plenty of leg showing but all the action seemed to be happening in front of the large screen and I doubted that I’d be able to pull someone.
I imagined the exchange.
‘Hi, would you like to fuck me?’
“Ssh, we’ve just been awarded a penalty.’
Then out of the blue a woman’s voice interrupted my thoughts.
“Mind if I sit here?”
I looked up. An attractive woman about my age was standing holding a glass of wine, gesturing at the empty seat beside me.
“Uh, no, be my guest.” I said smiling at her. “Noisy isn’t it?”
She laughed.
“Yes, it always is when there’s a game on and I don’t fancy getting my arse pinched and having my tits groped in amongst that lot.” She said, gesturing to the fans staring at the screen.
A sudden roar went up.
“I guess someone’s scored.”
“Yes, but not me.” I laughed in return and she laughed with me.
“It makes me feel old. It’s just I’m …” I had to think quickly to decide what to say. I couldn’t tell her I was here to pick up some guy to fuck in the back seat of my car. “I’m at a bit of a loose end. My partner and I have just split up and I thought I’d try my luck here but …”
“Oh my god,” She interrupted. “Me too, now there’s a coincidence, both of us at a loose end.” She half turned to face me, smiling as she did and putting her hand on my knee, her hand cool against my skin and her fingers moving on my thigh.
“There are alternatives you know,” she said, holding my eyes with a steady gaze. “It doesn’t have to a man.”
I glanced down at her hand, blushing, my mouth suddenly dry.
“So you …?”
She smiled again.
“Yes, from time to time, and you?”
I had to take a mouthful of wine before I could speak.
“No never but I …”
“It’s ok, you don’t have to explain, but sometimes it just seems less complicated, none of that macho crap to deal with and far less messy. Know what I mean?”
My heart was hammering in my chest and I could feel a warmth pooling in my belly.
“Yes I suppose so …”
She stopped me in mid-sentence with her lips soft on mine and then more, her tongue exploring my mouth.
“Look, why don’t we get out of here? My car’s parked outside. We could go somewhere a little more private. What do you say?”
“Yes ok.”
My god was I actually going to do this, have sex with a woman? My mind didn’t know but my body was screaming yes.
We finished our drinks and she took my hand, leading me out of the bar to her car but I stopped.
“Do you mind if we go in mine it’s just …”
She smiled at me and kissed me briefly on my lips.
“No, it’s ok, I quite understand. Do you have somewhere in mind we could go?”
“Yes, there’s a quiet spot by the river. It’s not far from here.”
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