Leaving the parking lot of the diner, I can feel Andy's cum dripping out of me and making my thighs sticky. Things are happening so fast now. My sister has admitted to having numerous affairs with friends and strangers. My mom spent the 1970s and 1980s moving from bed to bed, fucking many of our neighbors -- my own friend's fathers! And me -- Melissa Lester, a normal Long Island wife and mom who can't control herself when arousal creeps between my legs.
As I put the car in drive, I can still feel the impression of Andy's cock deep -- so deep in my vagina. Andy must have been four maybe five inches larger than my husband. When I saw his cock erect -- erect in my small married hand, I knew it would go deeper inside of me than any man had gone before.
But what is wrong with me? I did not know who Andy was two hours ago. How did I go from having coffee and talking with my sister in the diner to laying on my back in Andy's van in the parking lot? How did I go from being a good and faithful wife only a year ago to having Andy mounting me in the back of his van -- his 11 inch cock moving in and out of me like a drill. His huge, swelling, warm balls bouncing off of my ass. My 34D boobs bouncing up and down while the van shaked and throbbed as Andy increased the speed of his fucking. When Andy looked down at me and I felt his cum shoot deep in my pussy, I thought it would never stop. What is happening to me? What has changed in me? What happened to my self control?
Reaching for my sunglasses I realize that -- wait -- where are my sunglasses? Hitting the brakes, I realize I left them on the counter inside the diner. That's right, that nice waitress, asked me what kind of sunglasses they were and I let her try them on. I forgot to put them back in my purse. Parking the car, I walk back in the diner.
The waitress, Cindy, was at the counter. She said, "I have your sunglasses." She was smiling, "I went to look for you in the parking lot and I did not see you. I must have just missed you."
Cindy obviously did not look hard enough. I certainly was in the parking lot.
I said, "Thank you for holding them for me, I was half way home before I remembered that I left them here." I was smiling.
Cindy smiled and said, "Someone is in a good mood today, it must be our coffee."
I flushed a little. Was it obvious in my face that I just fucked the biggest cock I had ever seen?
I was walking back to the door when I heard, "Mel, Mel! Over here." I looked over my shoulder and turned around. It was my husband sitting at a booth with another man who looked familiar, but I did not recognize. Oh my goodness -- how long has my husband been here? Does he know I was here? Did he see me fucking Andy in his van in the parking lot? I was flushed, but I walked over to the booth. I gathered my composure as I approached the men.
Smiling, "Hi honey, what are you doing here?" I asked.
Alan got up and kissed me on the cheek. "I'm having lunch with a client - well I feel strongly that he will be our client soon!" my husband joked.
The man stood up and held his hand out for me. He was about the same height as my husband, green eyes and brown hair. A very relaxing smile was on his face. "I'm Barry Klein, call me Barry." I shook his hand and smiled. Barry said, "I can say after meeting Alan's beautiful wife, that my company will most certainly be a client. Alan -- was this part of your plan? Having your wife walk in coincidently at this moment?" I flushed at the compliment.
My husband put his arm around me and laughed, "No Barry, I had no idea. Melissa, I thought I saw your car in the parking lot -- I mentioned it to Barry as we were walking in."
I hesitated, then I said, "I was having coffee with Robin and I ran to CVS with her. I left my sunglasses in here so I came back after she dropped me off." Smiling, I continued, "This just must be my lucky day!" I kissed my husband on the cheek and looked at Barry smiling. "I better run and leave you two boys so you can get back to business. I have to pick up the girls in an hour at the bus stop."
Barry took my hand again and smiled, "It was a pleasure meeting you Melissa, I hope to see you again soon." I smiled and said goodbye.
As I drove home I thought, "Oh my! That was way too close!" I knew that the van must have been shaking as Andy was on top of me, fucking me with his huge cock. My husband could have looked in! His van was parked only three spots away from my car! I have to get help. My husband almost left me when he caught Jim on top of me in our bed. In our bed! If Alan ever catches me having sex with another man -- I will never be able to convince him to stay. I kept repeating in my head, "I love my husband, I want to be good. I love my husband, I want to be good."
When I got home, I calmed myself down by taking a shower. I had to wash the shame off of my body and out of my pussy. The hot water cascading over my body helped me find peace and calm down. As I soaped my huge boobs, I thought, "I am lucky to have what men like." As I spread moisturizer over my round but firm butt I thought of so many men who took the liberty to run their fingers over my ass while I was standing in line or on a crowded subway. There are worse problems to have. As I was drying myself off, I looked at my naked body in the foggy mirror. Hmm, I thought, "36 years old and men of all ages want to fuck me." I know I have to get help for this change in me -- this change that if making me feel so guilty.
I got dressed and went downstairs to the kitchen. I took Dr. King's card out of my pocketbook. I looked at the card. Robin said it is worth a try -- that Dr. King has helped a lot of people who are in similar situations like us. I picked up the phone and called the office.
A soft relaxing voice answered the phone. "Stony Brook Research Facility, this is Tina."