Later that night I called Tom and we talked about the potential sale. I realized that I was leaving out the important information about the sale, namely, that I was going to be fucking the buyer and probably more men to close the deal. I also didn't mention that I had already sucked off the buyer and that he had shot his cum down my throat.
Another thing I didn't mention was that I had masturbated, cumming three times since Jim left and was planning on cumming several more times that evening thinking about what Jim was going to do to me the next day. As we talked I found myself wondering why I was being deceptive to Tom; after all, this would have fit neatly into his fantasy and his desire for me to act out again. Tom just wanted the sale to be over and for me to join him. As we talked he jacked off and came while on the phone. He commented that I sounded tired.
I hardly slept that night, wondering what the next day would bring. Finally the alarm went off and I rolled slowly out of bed. I made arrangements for my kids, Mindy and Michael, to go on an overnight trip with family friends to a cabin on a nearby lake. That would get them out of the way for one of my two nights of slavery to Jim. That's how I was thinking of it: slavery. Sexual slavery
I had been without sex for a couple of months since Tom left I found myself rationalizing that I had no choice but to do this thing with Jim. As a nurse I started thinking about the potential health risks involved with the behavior I imagined Jim was going to have me engage in. I daydreamed as I got the kids packed up their trip, thinking about sucking cocks of men I didn't know, letting them stick their cocks into me, some wearing condoms and – shiver – some not! At least I couldn't get pregnant with my tubes tied.
The thought of some unknown man fucking me without a condom and shooting his semen into my body was frightening from my perspective as a nurse. It was also, I realized, a tremendous turn on for some strange reason. As soon as the kids left I threw myself on my bed, spread my legs and used my vibrator to reach two quick orgasms in succession.
After showering I put on a dress and a simple panty and bra as Jim had instructed and drove to meet him at the mall. It was a beautiful sunny day. 'A great day to act like a slut to get your house sold,' I thought.
I was shaking with anticipation as I drove. I could feel my moisture already flowing from my pussy. I located him at the rendezvous point in the parking lot and as I pulled up to his car, a large older model Cadillac that appeared to be in excellent condition. He motioned for me to park my car and to get in his. After I shut the door and settled into the front seat he looked me over for a minute.
"Mary, you look beautiful. I love that dress! We are going to have fun with this. Are you ready?" Jim asked.
"Yes . . . I think so. Jim, you really got me last night. I must confess that I masturbated and came several times. That was a pretty dirty trick, you getting me all worked up like that and then leaving!" I kidded.
"Don't worry, Mary, I'll make up for it today! In fact, what are you wearing under that dress?" he asked.
"Panties . . .and a bra. That's all. Just like you instructed, Jim."
"Good. Good. Take them off. Take off your panties and then your bra and hand them to me," Jim instructed in a slow voice.
Here's the first test, I thought to myself. I slightly hiked my dress up, reached for the waistband of my panties and tugged them down over my hips. I put the panties into his outstretched hand and then twisted around to take off my bra. After I slipped it over my shoulders, I passed it to him. I felt lascivious, being nearly naked in a car out in public with a man I didn't know. He started his car, put it in gear and began to drive out of the parking lot.
"Mary, I want you to lie on your back with your head in my lap and your feet toward the door. That's right," he said as I moved into position. As I fit my head in his lap between his stomach and the steering wheel, I would feel his erection on the back of my head. "Now, hike your dress up and spread your legs."
"What!! Everyone we drive by will see!" I exclaimed.
"Uh, Mary, that's kind of the point. Now, please . . . do it," Jim said with a subtle threatening tone in his voice. I took a deep breath, closed my eyes and slowly pulled up my dress to my waist.
"Pull it all the way up to your neck, Mary. Expose those beautiful breasts of yours." I had to undo two buttons on each side of the dress and then pulled it up over my breasts.
"Nice. Very nice. See, that was easy, wasn't' it?" Jim asked. "Now, spread your legs. Anyone that pulls up along side of us will have a perfect view of your pussy, Mary. Makes you appreciate SUVs, doesn't' it?" he said with a chuckle. I found myself thinking that it was a good thing that I had taken the time earlier in the week to have a bikini wax. As I pulled my knees up and spread my legs I still hadn't opened my eyes to look toward the window.
"Perfect. Now, Mary, I want you to masturbate. Work your clit and get your fingers going in and out of your pussy. Excellent!" Jim said as I moved my hands between my spread legs to masturbate as he had instructed. I was soaking. The lubrication from my pussy was flowing, slickly matting my sparse pubic hair. I dipped my finger inside my lips and coated it, then moved it up to begin working my clit, slowly at first and then I began to pick up the rhythm. I knew I would be cumming in minutes. I still hadn't opened my eyes to check out the view through the window that passersby had of me.
"Mary, you need to open your eyes and take a look," Jim said, nudging my head with his stomach. I opened my eyes and saw a large passenger van with markings from a local assisted living home on the side. Looking up into the window I saw the faces of a half-dozen older men and a couple of women looking directly into the window of the car in into my pussy.
"Let's give them a better view," said Jim and he rolled down his window. "Keep masturbating for your people, Mary." The men were wide-eyed as they look at me working my pussy. For some reason I felt like getting into it, and with the wind from the open window whipping my hair around, I inserted two fingers deeply into my cunt as they watched. Jim laughed, sped up to pass the van and rolled up the window.
"Boy, that gave them a charge, huh, Mary?"
"They're not the only ones, uh, uh, oooohhhhhhh," I cried as my orgasm ripped through my body. I had three strong convulsions that lifted my ass off the seat of the Cadillac, and I had one last gasp as the spasm subsided. "Ahhhhh, god, that was strong." I kept my eyes open toward the window from that point on. I also kept my fingers busy on my clit and running in and out of my vagina.
We pulled up along side a delivery truck and Jim slowed to match its speed. The truck window was too high up so I couldn't see the driver. I figured that he could see me from the waist down. I scooted down toward the door and spread my legs even farther. It must have worked – we heard an appreciative series of horn honking from the truck.
"You're getting into this, Mary. That's good. It will be so much more fun!" Jim said.
