This is a story of an encounter I had with my former girlfriend. Liv was 40, thin, 5'7" and very cute. I was 43, thin, 6' and in great shape. We had been together for two years when this scene took place.
She liked being in charge.
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One sunny summer afternoon, perfect for going to the beach, Liv told me she wanted to go shopping at the mall.
"On a great beach day?" I complained.
"I just need to do a couple things," she said. "We can go to the shore afterwards. Bring your swim suit, but for now wear those shorts I bought you a few days ago. You know I like how they hug your ass and how nicely they present your package!"
After two years of being her boyfriend, I had become used to her very blunt statements, as well as her clear instructions about what she wanted me to wear.
"Ok," I said. Nonetheless, I groaned to myself about what I figured would be just a boring shopping excursion.
She drove her little Toyota to the mall's expansive outdoor parking area and parked amidst many other cars.
Just as I was about to open my door to get out of the car, without speaking she reached across the console and grabbed my face. She kissed me hungrily. Surprised, I looked at her and noticed an unusual glint in her eyes.
She was up to something.
She kept kissing me and as she did so her left hand drifted down my stomach. My heart raced. What was she doing?
My stomach muscles involuntarily twitched with excitement from the slow, but steady downward progress of her hand.
Her hand reached my belt buckle.
"Love you in those shorts," she breathed into my ear. "But not as much as I like seeing you out of them!"
I chuckled at first. Then a sense of what was unfolding began to make nervous. After all, we were in the middle of a busy parking lot, with people coming and going from the many cars and stores. I was suddenly very aware of how clean and clear the windshield of her car was.
She continued to kiss me as she slipped her other hand over to my belt. Her hands worked on the leather and metal until the belt buckle was freed.
My heart was beating so fast, I had to part my lips from hers. I couldn't believe what she was doing. She stared at me. Facets of the hot daylight sparkled in her eyes. Her mouth was tense with determination.
I went to speak, but she placed a finger on my lips. "I have been fantasizing about this for weeks. Today, at the house, as you were walking towards me as I waited at the car, I decided this was the day!"
The day? For what? As our eyes danced with each other, she moved her hands to the button above the zipper.
This day her desire was greater than I had ever felt. I melted under its intensity.
She pulled her gaze from my face and unapologetically stared at the bulge in my shorts.
"Mmmm. That looks good!" she said. Both her hands roamed over the very obvious hump.
I gulped at her brazenness.
I noticed movement outside the car and saw a few people enter a car about four spaces away. Liv noticed it too, but far from blanching, she seemed more excited.
I was beginning to understand what she was thinking.
She started pulling down my zipper. "I want to see that beautiful cock!" she said, licking her lips.
"But, here?" I was concerned, but I didn't stop her.
"You don't care, do you? You like it when I command you!"
I looked away and said nothing. I didn't want to admit it, but she was right.
She pulled the zipper all the way down and I watched as she peeled my shorts to each side of the zipper, fully revealing my underwear. I was wearing the very low cut bikini briefs she had picked out for me. I was so hard, the head of my cock protruded out of the top.
"That's what I'm talking about!" she exclaimed. "Lift up," she ordered me.
I looked outside the car and saw a couple coming towards us. They walked right in front of the car and could have easily looked in and seen me exposed, but they kept their eyes ahead. Liv looked disappointed.
"Come on, lift up!" she said impatiently.
I lifted my butt off the seat. She slid my shorts down to my ankles. I sat with just my underwear on, with my purple cock head visible.
"You are such as good boyfriend," she said. "Always hard and always obeying me."