Jack made pleasantries with Barbara as Donna ran to
their bedroom and quickly stripped out of her clothes. Heading to the closet to
retrieve the hated over coat, Donna caught her reflection in the mirrored doors
and stopped to check for flaws. She was still in OK shape, but she made a
mental note to step up the exercising. She was getting a little soft in the
middle and she was detecting a hint of cellulite appearing on what used to be a
baby smooth ass. She could still turn heads, though. She smiled, opened the
closet and located the pale tan overcoat.
She rummaged through her dresser to find the cut-off
jean shorts she hadn’t worn in years. It took a moment to find a t-shirt that
matched what Jack requested. She pulled them on quickly threw on socks and
tennis shoes, checked her make-up and hair in the mirror quicker than she could
ever recall doing and ran for the back door.
“I’ll be in the car!” She shouted.
“Right,” Jack said. “I almost forgot, they called and
are already at the restaurant.”
“Have a good time,” Barbara replied. She went up
stairs to check on the kids.
Jack ran to the master bedroom and quickly checked
his attire. Jeans and t-shirt were good. He rummaged through their linen closet
and grabbed a few ratty towels from the back that had been saved for rags. He
stepped lightly as he dashed for the back door – the less Barbara saw of their
supplies the better. He climbed into the car and his breath caught at the sight
of Donna sitting there in cut-off shorts and a plain white T. If nothing else,
her dressing like this has already got your engine running reminding you of
when you first met and she rocked your world.
“Babe,” Jack said. “I’m exercising great restraint
right now to not ravage you right here in the driveway. You are so hot!”
Donna beamed a smile at Jack like she hadn’t in a
long time.
“Well, we wouldn’t want to ruin the surprise now,
would we?” Donna replied, her voice low and sultry, dripping with desire.
“Shit, I’m considering it, but you’re right,” Jack
started the car. “Let’s get this show on the road.”
As the car moved backward in the driveway, Donna felt
the air conditioning hit her chest and her nipples reacted according, poking up
like termite mounds in the desert. She drew a deep breath and felt the t-shirt
rub against her hardened nips. She moaned a little.
Jack drove less than five minutes before hitting the
old state highway. He turned south and Donna took a quick glance around.
“Where are we going? This is not on our normal
rounds,” she placed her hand on Jack’s leg and he felt his groin harden
uncomfortably. He shifted in his seat and his manhood slipped to a freer spot
where it could grow a little easier.
“We normally go north to hit the interstate. This
highway curves and intersects again with interstate down south. Our destination
is just on the other side of the interstate,” Jack said as his hand rested on
Donna’s and squeezed it.
They rode on in silence, holding hands, and with the
vibration of the car on the road doing interesting things to Donna’s pussy as
the shorts rode up into her pink folds. By the time they passed the interstate
and saw the little Adult Video shop in the distance, Donna was biting her lip trying
to keep an orgasm from taking her right then.
“Should I put the overcoat on now?” She said, letting
go of Jack’s hand and shifting in her seat to mercifully take the pressure off
her inflamed clit.
* * *
There will be ten short stories in this collection, hitting different areas of sexual diversion and perversion.
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The Sexual Reeducation of Melissa
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Naughty Shorts Vol 2: Bondage Tales
Naughty Shorts Vol 3: Threeplay!
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