The Sunday morning routine getting ready for church, kept Sarah occupied, her mind only occasionally reverting to the events of the previous evening. She could hardly believe it had happened, hoping that none of the nocturnal visitors to the car park recognized her. It had been fairly dark however, and the whole action had taken no longer than twenty minutes or so. In the cold light of day it all seemed like a vague dream. She had certainly no recollection of any of the other people involved, not even the man who had ejaculated all over her face.
Sarah had to admit to herself though, that it had been a thrilling event. One she would dearly love to repeat, but wasn't sure if that would be a good idea. It would be tempting fate rather too much. And yet, she thought, other people do it quite openly, but then they don't have a public profile to protect in the same way. It would be very risky for her.
The church service had been something of a haze for her. Even Sue remarked how distant Sarah seemed to be. 'Not your bubbling self this morning,' was her remark. Sarah smiled thinly. It was a bit soon to be spilling the beans to Sue. And certainly not in the Parish Hall over coffee. In her confused state of mind, Sarah considered suggesting to her lover friend, Sue, that the two of them went dogging one evening. Though not in their own car park. My God! The thought of the vicar's wife being discovered dogging was hilarious! They would have to find another spot. But how safe would it be? How would Sue react to the thought of being fucked by a stranger?
Sarah had been pre-occupied, certainly, wondering whether or not she should mention things to George. He was open minded, yes, but... She didn't stay long for coffee, having decided to walk back through the churchyard and into the lane which led to the Copse car park behind the house. She was curious to see it again, in the light of the previous night's happenings. It now had a very different significance for her, being the place where she had allowed a complete stranger to fuck her without any preliminaries. Just a straight fuck!
But her thoughts were interrupted by Janet, their Business manager. 'Would you like a lift back, Sarah? I didn't see your car in the car park.'
'Er... well... yes, thanks Janet. I walked here, actually. Such a beautiful morning. But a lift back would be welcome.'
After waving a cheery goodbye to Susanna, Sarah followed Janet into the church car park. As they got into Janet's bright yellow Mini Cooper, Sarah took a good look at their wizard employee. Janet had helped them a great deal in securing large grants from government agencies for the refurbishment of their stately family home. She was a whiz-kid with figures, dazzling the decision-makers with her grasp of the tourist business, and the marketing techniques necessary to attract them. She was both George's and her 'right-hand man'!
Today she was wearing a pink straw hat with ribbons, a smart white linen two-piece and flat shoes. Her shoulder-length, dark-honey colored hair was in just sufficient disarray to give her a rather rakish casual look. Although very sophisticated, respectable and business-like in her general manner, Sarah thought Janet had an curious attraction. A mysterious person whose private life was just that. Private!
'We don't usually see you on a Sunday. And certainly not a glorious day like today.'
'No! I left some things in my desk which I need later today. I forgot them yesterday, so thought I'd drop in to pick them up. Perhaps do some fiddling with figures later on.' She laughed, giving Sarah a quizzical look. 'When do you expect George back?'
It was an idle question, without any apparent significance, but Sarah wondered if there was any special reason for the question. She returned Janet's look, before turning away. Was there something meaningful in that look, she wondered? Oh, no! She'd known Janet for some time now, and certainly there had never been any suggestion of any interest between them, other than business. Yet, there was that certain 'something' in her expression.
'Oh, early evening I expect. Then we'll have a leisurely dinner, watch a bit of tele I suppose, before turning in. George is usually tired after his week-ends in London.'
Janet turned to her with a knowing smile. Sarah wondered if Janet knew something she didn't about her husband's trip to London. Was she intimating George had been doing things to keep him awake? Then Janet turned the car into the car park to join the other half dozen cars belonging to the staff on duty in the house. They got out of the car, slamming the doors. Janet flicked her remote switch to lock the car as they walked towards the house.
It was then that Sarah noticed movement in the car in the far corner of the park. The corner where the rear gate was situated, with the security hut beside it, now out of use as new technology had replaced the need for a security guard. As they approached the gate, passing the Audi, Sarah saw quite clearly couple in the front seats.
The couple inside were fondling and kissing. But what astounded Sarah was that the woman's summer dress was folded open, showing her naked body. Her rather full boobs, and her hair-covered groin, where the fingers of her companion were dabbling in the gash between the slender thighs. The woman's fingers weren't idle either. They were grasping the man's stiff cock, rearing from the open flies of his shorts. Neither seemed to be concerned about hiding their activity from casual observers.
Sarah gave Janet a light dig in the ribs with her elbow. Janet turned to her. Sarah jerked her head in the direction of the car. Janet turned to look, eyes opening with astonishment at the sight of the couple groping each other. They stopped for a moment to take in the sight. Janet was aware that the park was used by doggers at weekends during the late evening hours, but in broad daylight in the middle of the day! Goodness! But how enthralling!
'My God!' she muttered. Sarah quietly opened the security gate for them to pass through. 'Let's take a look from the security hut,' Sarah whispered with a giggle. 'They obviously don't mind being watched, or they'd have found a more private place to have their sexual encounters.'
Rummaging in her handbag, from the bunch on the key ring, she found the appropriate one to unlock the door of the hut. There was only a deal table and folding chair inside, in front of the window that overlooked the car park. The Audi was in the corner to their right, but offered an uninterrupted view of the woman's jerking thighs. The man's fingers were rolling round the clitoral hood, which was lightly covered with fair hair. The labia were well hidden between the outer lips, though the lubrication was clearly seen oozing from the bottom of the gash. Her hand was still busy toying with the stiff cock. Sarah noticed the long slender fingers curled round the shaft.
'Mm. Nice cock, Janet,' Sarah muttered, studying the penis with interest. She had long had an insatiable interest in men's cocks. This one was average size, but the shaft was well covered with whipcord-like veins. The testicles below were of darkish wrinkled skin. The top of the windscreen cut off the faces of the couple, though the large boobs slung over the rib cage, could be seen clearly, with their large area of areola with prominent Montgomery glands forming a rough circle round the large chunky nipples which had been aroused to a full stiffness, ironing out the crinkles.
