"I can do that for you." He says.
"It's on my way, I don't mind." I grab my keys and head out the door.
It's weird to be at your house. Most of our escapades involve the backseat of the car, the woods, the motel, and on one thrilling and slightly disgusting occasion, the bathroom at the park. I had no intention of fucking you here and now but when I pull in and see your wife's car gone, I get a little excited. You meet me at the car and grab some of the chairs and we walk to the back yard. Every time you look at me I want to tear your clothes off.
You sit down on one of them and pull me over. "Sarah's still at work." You say answering the question I was afraid to ask. Your hands move up my bare thighs under my skirt. I didn't wear any panties today. There's no point when I see you because they either get soaked or torn off. You slide your finger over my pussy and I moan. "You're so wet already. Did you get wet when you knew you were coming over here, or when you saw me?"
"Both." I say with my hands in your hair. I notice you're wearing sweats and your large cock is begging to be let out. "I'm going to fuck you right here, right now." I whisper in your ear and straddle you on the lawn chair. I lower myself on your cock, my pussy lips parting willingly to take you in. Your hands are gripping my ass as I'm bouncing up and down riding your cock. I put my hands on your knees behind me and arch my back hitting all the right spots. I'm cumming so hard and I can barely hold myself up on the chair anymore.
I stand up and straighten my clothes. You haven't gotten out of the chair yet. Breathless with your limp cock sticking out of your sweats.
"See ya at the party." I walk away and leave you with a smile.
4 hours later.
The party is in full swing when we arrive. Sarah's a great host. You're ignoring me. I'm not sure if it's a good thing or not. It's pissing me off that's for sure. I see you from across the yard any you're staring at me. At least you know I'm there. My phone dings and it's you. "Bathroom. 5 Minutes"
