Becca was a lithe 32 year old blonde, happily married (most of the time), and knew that she was about to do something wrong. It had started out not so innocently...
A little over a week ago she and her husband had decided to go out for brunch at a local resort for his birthday. Normally she was relatively conservative but on occasion he knew how to motivate her to do things she never would do outside of the privacy of her bedroom and sometimes not even there. On days like this she let him have his way and allowed him to display her to the world. And after all, today was his birthday and she would let him do as he wanted. All she wanted was to please him. It had been a warm summer weekend and she was wore a light green summer dress, it was a sexy dress that her husband was always trying to get her to wear in public. He had bought it for her when they were on vacation in Aruba last year when he had wanted her to show off her body. It had spaghetti straps with a revealing amount of cleavage and the hem came up to the middle of her thighs. Because it was backless she wore it bra-less allowing her fully ripe breasts to naturally sway as she walked down to their car. Her husband had been ecstatic when she had come out of the bedroom. She was pleased at the way he was paying attention to her and decided to give him a little show by letting her skirt slide up her thighs as she slid into the car seat. She could see the bulge in his pants as he closed the car door for her so she left the skirt where it was. She knew he could see her black lace panties and enjoyed the fact that she was distracting him as they drove. Once on the Freeway he placed his hand on her thigh and began stroking it gradually sliding it up until he was rubbing against her panties.
He was staying in the slow lane and she suspected he was getting off on the fact that the Truckers could probably see his hand in her panties. She closed her eyes and allowed herself to flow with the moment spreading her legs wider to allow him better access. She felt her body responding. When he told her to take her panties off she lifted her ass into the air and he pulled them down below her knees. She handed them to him and he hung them on the mirror as they pulled into the valet parking. As she reached up to grab them he said "No, leave them there! The boys deserve a little thrill. Take your time getting out of the car."
She did as he told her and spent a little longer than required getting out; of the car, knowing the boy holding her door got a clear view of her neatly trimmed pussy. She gave him her full megawatt smile as she took his hand getting out of the car. After all, she would never see him again and it was what her husband had told her to do. And what did it really matter that he had seen her pussy!
They had lovely lunch and a couple of drinks. He had made certain to position her so that she was clearly visible to anyone who took the time to watch her. He had her constantly aroused and almost made her climax at the table as he rubbed her clit and put 2 fingers into her pussy. She was fairly certain that was the reason they were getting a lot attention from the wait staff as they routinely came over to ask if there was anything they needed.
As they were leaving he dragged her into the men's room and began fucking her hard against the wall in one of the handicap stalls. She was so aroused she came twice as he continued to thrust into her. She knew there were guys on the other side of the stall who could hear them fucking but at that moment she didn't care.
"I saw you looking at that kid's cock and showing him your pussy. You were thinking about him fucking you all the time at lunch. You're probably thinking it's his cock in you now don't you?"
It was the first time she had ever had sex in a public place and somehow it and what he was saying had sent her over the edge - she had begun moaning and twice climaxed loudly as men had come into and out of the bathroom. After cleaning herself up, as they were leaving several men watched her and she knew they were thinking "What it must be like to be married to such a hot little slut. What it would be like to fuck her."
As they waited for their car her husband's hand was squeezing her ass and she gave him a deep passionate kiss. As the car pulled up he went to the driver's side to get in and the same young man opened her door for her. This time she held his hand as she sat down but allowed him a full view of her aroused and freshly fucked pussy. She looked at his crotch and could see the large bulge in his pants. Looking up into his eyes she squeezed his hand, winked at him and then gave him an air kiss to remember her by.
As they drove off she noticed that her thong was no longer hanging on the mirror where she had left it and she smiled at the thought of the young man whacking off while sniffing her scent on them. She involuntarily shuddered with a mini orgasm.
A week later:
Becca was shopping at a nearby mall. She had decided to wear yoga pants and tank top with a sports bra underneath. It wasn't overtly sexy but it did show off her figure and she had gotten her a few appreciative looks. She wasn't trying to be flirty but ever since the Brunch had felt a change in her conservative nature and didn't mind getting looked at. As she was walking out of Victoria's Secret carrying her newest purchase of lace thongs and demi-cup bras she was feeling pretty pleased with herself. They looked amazing on her and would show off her body as if she was an offering from the Gods. She couldn't wait to wear them out in public next time her husband decided he wanted to show her off.
As she was walking through the mall she noticed she was swinging her hips more suggestively and that her nipples had hardened. She had decided not to put the sports bra back on after trying on the new bras. She stopped at a store window to take inventory; she was obviously bra-less under the thin tank top and could see that her nipples were standing out quite visibly. She also started to feel the arousal reaching down into her pussy. She smiled to herself and continued to the parking structure.
She had parked in the Valet lot and smiled to herself as she remembered the way she had teased the young boy that day at brunch. As she was walking she pushed the strap of her tank top off her shoulder letting it slip down the arm carrying her packages. It would look natural she thought even though it exposed part of her breast. Her body was steadily moving into full arousal now. She was just about to slip into full slut mode and she knew she had to get home to satisfy her needs soon. As she walked up to the Valet stand and was handing the young man here ticket she recognized him from the resort. As he eyes moved from her ticket to her breasts and then up to her face she saw that he recognized her as well. She blushed slightly but didn't say anything. After waiting a few minutes longer than she though it should have taken he showed up with her car. He held the door for her while she bent over putting her packages away. She realized he was probably getting a great view of her ass and she took a minute to ensure he had a good look. Her breast had come out of the tank top as she was bent over and only as she was standing up did she cover her nipple back up. He held his hand out to help her into her car and she felt him squeeze it gently. She looked up toward him as she sat down and saw again the bulge in his pants. She gave him her best smile and blew him a kiss as he closed the door. She was pleased that her tank top had slipped back down and was barely covering her nipple as she started the car. She looked into the rear view mirror as she drove off watching him readjust his cock in his pants, thinking how hot that was. Then she noticed hanging from the mirror the black lace thong that had disappeared that afternoon at the brunch. She also noticed that her car registration was lying on the passenger seat. She quickly looked back into the rear view mirror and saw him blowing her a kiss. "Oh My God, he knows where I live!"
She reached up to remove the thong from her mirror and realized that it was wet and sticky. She lifted it to her face and smelled the obvious scent of fresh cum on it. He must have whacked off while she was waiting for her car. She pulled over to the curb just as she felt an orgasm coming on. He had cum in her thong and knew where she lived - something about that turned her completely on. She raced home with the intention of satisfying herself with her vibrator.
When she opened the front door her phone was ringing. She thought about letting it go to voice mail and go straight up to her bedroom and vibrator immediately but decided to answer the phone anyway. As she picked it and said hello she slipped her hand under her tank top and pulled on her plump nipple sending a pulse of pleasure through her body directly to her pussy. On the phone a young man's voice said "Hi Becca. Did you like the presents I left you in your car?"
She gasped "Who is this?"
"I'm the valet from the resort last week and the mall today."
Nervously she said "Why are you calling me?"
"My name is Jim Carlson and I have to see you again. You are the most beautiful, desirable woman that ever lived and I have to see you! Please don't hang up - I am not crazy it's just that I have never seen any woman as sexy as you are."
She realized that she was still pulling on her had nipple as he talked. "I can't see you I'm happily married!" But as she said it she felt a jolt in her pussy thinking back to the bulge in his pants.
"Becca, I am off work tomorrow and I want to meet you at Paul Martins for lunch. We can talk and you'll see I am OK. Just Lunch!"
"I don't think so", she said quietly.
"I'll meet you there at 12:30 tomorrow."
"I don't know." She whispered.
"and Becca."
"Yes." she replied even softer than before while still pulling on her rock hard nipple.
