Welcome to the beginning of the Life After the Lottery series. I wrote this in 2011 on a whim. I had read the stories on the site for a few years and thought I would give it a shot. My only goal was to write one story that would score a Hot. This one did. After that, I was hooked! The Life After the Lottery series spanned over a decade and grew more through serendipity than any planning! I have been through four laptops, cancer, this terrible arthritis, and now RETIREMENT. I had planned on writing 100 chapters, but arthritis issues forced me to be bring it to a close in 2024. Now that medical science has provided me with some relief, I have undertaken a new project! I have received gracious permission from the website operators to rewrite and re-post all of the chapters in this series. They need rewriting badly!
Starting in 2025, the cleanup has begun. Rewritten chapters will have a V2 at the heading for Version 2. New readers will enjoy the chapters more as I try to clean up my terrible technical writing with new proofreading software. Previous readers, I hope you enjoy the series again.
In addition, I have started the Prequel to the Life after the Lottery series. Many people ask about it, so it has begun. Once I get a handful of those chapters completed, I will begin posting them around the Summer of 2025. The titles will simply be "Life After the Lottery -- The Prequel Chapter ##." Look for them and, as always, please send feedback.
I have re-titled the story that started it all from "Our Wonderful Weekend" To--"Life after the Lottery Chapter 0." The original story is still out there, but this will make sure everyone who finds the series also finds the beginning. Enjoy the beginning and then give the entire series another read. I have gone back and tried to clean up the poor grammatical writing and other issues. My writing was technically terrible, still not great, but the story developed well. If this is your first read and you are discovering this series, have fun and enjoy. If you are rereading the series, I hope it is easier to read now. Copyright LATL 2011Β©, 2025Β©. For the exclusive use on literotica.com only. No part may be reposted to other websites.
Life after the Lottery CH 0
V2
(Originally) Our Lucky Weekend
"State line!" I yelled.
"Huh? What? Ah shit, James!" Dawn exclaimed as she woke up in the passenger seat of our SUV.
"You know the rules," I told her.
"Damn, honey, I'm tired. I had to work late last night."
"You know the rules. Show me or blow me."
Dawn and I have been taking a three-day weekend each month for the last two years. After we each had settled down in our careers, we decided that we were working way too many hours and not spending enough time together. Now, on the last weekend of every month, we would take off to a bed-and-breakfast in an adjoining state on Friday morning. It was a pleasurable four-hour drive from the house, and we usually arrived by noon. We were about three hours into the drive when I woke Dawn up.
"You know the rules. If you go to sleep while I am driving and we cross the state line, you have to show me or blow me."
I had this rule, not that my wife minded, but if she fell asleep while we were driving on our mini-vacations, she had to pay up. Since we worked all the time, I wanted some company while I drove. Dawn didn't mind paying up whenever she fell asleep. I think she did it on purpose and would often tease me.
"Well, what do you want? A show or a blow?" Dawn asked.
"Since I got my usual morning blow job before we left the house, I think I want a show."
"You would, you pervert!"
"My rule, my choice," I told her. "Besides, you love it anyway, showing off for the other drivers."
"I think I'll start driving on our weekends!"
Dawn and I had always enjoyed a great sex life since we met in college. Probably a lot more sex than average. She was adventurous and a bit of an exhibitionist. I enjoyed looking at my lovely wife while she performed on our trips. Dawn was about 5'6" tall, with a small, slender, but athletic and beautiful body with a perfect pair of 32C full and firm breasts. She also has gorgeous, long, black hair because she is one-quarter Cherokee. I looked over at her in the sun in the passenger seat. She was wearing a skimpy pair of cut-off blue jean shorts and a revealing halter top. I couldn't help but think that I never got tired of looking at her.
"There is a lot of traffic on the road today. Are you sure you want to make me do this?" Dawn smiled.
"Make you? Dawn, I have never made you do anything you didn't want to do, and you know it."
"I know, honey, just teasing. Do you want the full show?"
"It is a nice warm day. Why not?"
"Ok."
My rule was that if I wanted a show, she had to take off all her clothes and play with herself while I watched and tried to drive the car. She really did enjoy doing it. The added benefit was that when we got to the B&B, she would be horny as hell, and it would lead to a great fuck. She had done this many times before, and she would really get off teasing me for the next hour.
"Turn on the radio," Dawn requested.
I turned on the radio and turned to watch as Dawn reached behind her head and untied her halter top. She looked up at me as she slowly pulled it down, freeing her perfect breasts that were topped with large, dark areolas and big nipples. Being part Cherokee gave her darker skin, which I had always loved. As I looked at her, I thought that her dark areolas and nipples were more prominent than they should be on her small body. I thought they looked great, and she loved me playing with them. When she was aroused, her areolas looked fantastic when they filled with blood and swelled.
"You like, honey?" She teased me.
"You know I do," I told her as I glanced over at the skin of her breasts with the sun shining on them. Even with her darker skin, she enjoyed sunbathing. Nude sometimes when she could get away with it.
Dawn reached behind her and untied the rest of her halter-top, then removed it. Slowly, she cupped each breast and began to squeeze and lift them. I managed to stay focused on the road as she pinched and twisted each of her large nipples between her fingers.
After a few minutes, I said, "Honey?"
"Yes, dear?"
"We are about to be passed by a large truck."
Dawn didn't really care. I had watched the truck approaching and deliberately slowed down so he would pass. If he looked, he was sure to get an eyeful through the open sunroof of our Escalade.
"Oh no, he will see me!" Dawn pleaded in her best sultry southern voice.
Dawn laughed, reached up, and pulled her long black hair over her shoulders to cover her tits, sort of. The truck pulled past us in a hurry, then slowed so that he fell back even with us. I noticed as the truck fell back, there was someone sitting in the passenger seat, probably a relief driver. Dawn looked at me as she continued to squeeze her breasts. Even though she has very long, thick, and beautiful black hair, there was no doubt what she was doing if you were watching.
The truck horn blew, and I watched as Dawn looked up through the sunroof, acting as if she was surprised and put her arms over her tits.
"Do you want me to show him my tits, honey?"
"Sure, you always do!"
Dawn used one hand to sweep her hair back over one shoulder and then returned her hands to her breasts and pinched her nipples. The truck driver blew his horn several times, and Dawn and I laughed. She then turned with her back up against the door, so she was facing me and the sunroof. She swept all her beautiful black hair back so that I could now see both of her breasts as she played with them. Another honk from the truck. She brought her legs up into the seat, revealing just how skimpy her shorts were as she spread her legs. Now, the guy in the truck could see everything easily.
The truck drove beside us for several more minutes as Dawn performed. I was looking at her when she began to slowly slide one hand down her stomach and into the front of her shorts. Her hand disappeared into the skimpy shorts. I looked up her shorts and saw her fingers slowly begin to finger her pussy. She continued this for several minutes, and then I watched as her fingers disappeared deep into her smooth pussy. The truck blew its horn again. I reached up and pushed the button to close the dark-tinted sunroof.
"Spoiled sport," Dawn said.
"I don't want an 80,000-pound truck running over us," I said as I accelerated away from the truck. "Anyway, someone looking at your tits is one thing. Looking at your pussy is another. Now, take off your shorts."
"You don't care."
"No, I don't, and you don't either! That is the problem!"