This series is an adult based writing. It is intended for adults 18+. It contains graphic sexual scenes and lots of dirty words. If you need to go to the dictionary to know what any of the words mean, then you are too young to read this.
This is a series about a couple guys who wanted to get back at an asshole at work, which so many of us do.
P. S. Thank you for your feedback. I appreciate hearing from readers. I was scolded for stating that this was fiction. It is not - this is a TRUE story. A disclaimer is just that - it allows deniability. I only put in that 'made up' part for legal reasons. There are some things we did that could get us, Mike and me, in trouble with the law as you will read in this and other chapters. Every action, word, grunt and groan happened exactly as written. In fact I am currently living with Vicki (not her real name, again for legal reasons). She is as wild and sexual as ever and by the way, is blowing me while I write this. (Damn you made me give away part of the ending.) My buddy and I are always thinking of new ideas of how to make her cum. If you would like to be part of our adventures, stand in front of your place with a sign saying, 'pick me Vicki, we may see it while we are driving around. Who knows. You may be in the next chapter.
I hope you enjoy Dustin's wife as much as we do.
Chapter 4: Dildo Shopping
Vicki sat on her bed wondering what to wear. What is appropriate for going out to buy a fake dick. A skirt? Yes a skirt. She was going to be with the two guys she was fucking and she didn't want to have a bunch of fumbling with buttons or zippers if they wanted her to try out a dildo. Oh my god. Would they want her to do that? In the store? A sexual tremor shivered through her. She had never been to a sex toy shop and so had no idea what went on there. But if the word sex was in the name then they probably didn't play pinocle there. 'Penis-nocle' she thought and laughed.
She was giddy with excitement. "Get a grip on yourself girl." She said out loud and then grabbed her tit. She laughed again but it turned into a groan as she brushed her fingertips across her ultra-sensitive nipple. "Stop that." She told herself. Vicki decided on a pair of see-thru red panties, french cut, not thong, a pleated, plaid skirt, a white short sleeved dress shirt and knee high socks. To complete the look she put her hair in pig tails. The proper schoolgirl. Except that her huge breasts were swinging free and her nipples poked little tents in the front of the shirt. The shirt was thin enough to show the darker area of her areola. The skirt came to about 4 inches above her knees. She sat on the bed and looked at her watch. She still had a few minutes before she was to meet them. She wondered if she had enough time to quench the itching in her pussy, again. She thought better of it. She wanted that tension. She didn't know what was going to happen but she wanted someone else to make her cum. That she was sure WOULD happen.
At 6:30 she drove to the mall and parked. The mall was a good place to meet because she could leave her car and if anyone saw it, she could say she was shopping. It was just getting dark so she wasn't worried about being seen in Andy's car. Vicki waited about 10 minutes for the guys to show up. She was lightly stroking her inner thigh resisting the temptation to finger herself. She saw a couple teenage boys walking across the parking lot and wanted so badly to call them over so they could see what she was doing. Maybe if she asked nice they might let an old lady of 32, like her, suck their dicks. It had been so long since she had tasted young cum. She wet her lips. Someone banged on the trunk of the car and she jumped.
"Whatcha doing in there Vicki?" It was Andy. He was standing with his thumbs hooked into his belt loops and his fingers framing his bulge. She wet her lips again. She wanted some of that. Mike appeared beside him. She stared at the two bulges just a couple feet away. Her hand moved up her leg.
"Goddamn, can't you keep your fingers out of your snatch for even 10 minutes?" Andy asked, jokingly.
"C'mon Andy." Mike said. "She's not playing with herelf in a parking lot as she watches a couple young bucks walk by." Vicki blushed knowing that he had read her thoughts. "She not that type of woman. She's married." Mike reached in through the open window and flipped her skirt up. Her fingertips were about an inch away from her cunt. "See. What'd I tell you. She's just thinking about it."
Vicki opened the car door. "You guys woke the beast. Don't blame me for feeding it." She swung her legs to get out.
"Sweet Jesus Christ. Stop right there." Andy said. She was sitting with both legs over the side. "Spread your legs." He said. She did. The housewife knew she had made the right choice when both guys whistled as her little red panties came into view showing her slit through the thin material. Vicki smiled at their attention. She put one arm across the steering wheel so they would notice she was also braless.
"Oh fuck." Mike said. "You are so goddamn sexy." Vicki blushed again. After 12 years of being unnoticed it was nice to have guys drooling over her. "Thank you." She said. "Oh no, thank you." Andy said. He looked at Mike. "Can't we just stay here and fuck in the car. She looks so tasty. I can see her nips through her shirt. Look at her pigtails. I could hold on to them while I fuck her face." He put his hand on his zipper.
"Hold on there, big guy." Vicki said. She put her hand on his and then slid it to his cock. She squeezed him through his jeans. "Keep this in your pants for now. I have been thinking about going shopping all day." Andy frowned. "If you buy me something nice, I'll let you watch me use it."
He smiled and took her hand. "Let's go then." Andy led her to his car. Vicki murmmered softly when Mike came up behind her and put his hand under her skirt and touched her ass. He rubbed it as they walked. His fingers tried to slip under her panties. "Hey." She said, brushing him away. "Bad boys don't get a treat." She scolded.
"And what do bad girls get?" Mike asked.
"Bad girls." Vicki said, as she slid to the middle of the front seat. "Get fucked in the ass by your fat cock." Her hand went inside her shirt as they drove away. Mike kept her purring all the way to the shop by caressing her thigh close to her crotch. Andy was rubbing the other leg. Vicki had to stop Mike a couple times. Once when he touched her pussy and once when he grabbed her tit.
"Oh no. Slow down cowboy." She said prying his claw off her tit. "Listen up both of you. I love when you touch me and do other things, but my boobies are very sensitive. They are like the fuse on the dynamite. I can cum just from having my titties sucked so please, if it's just priming the pump, don't touch there." Both guys said that was good to know. They looked at each other wondering about her new found confidence. "And don't pet the kitty unless you are going to feed her. Kitty has claws when she's hungry." Vicki said as she dug her nails into Mike's hand when he grabbed her crotch.
"Ouch." He said pulling his hand away. "So many rules."
"Not so many. Now put your hand back on my leg, I like that." She said .
"I do believe we have lost control." Andy said.
