This is a fictional story I thought of while I was driving from job to job, sometimes my wife came with me and we played little games during the drive to relieve boredom. I talked with a young man who drove his friend's mother back and forth to work with him and thought this would be a good fictional story.
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It was an hour drive to work for Martha. The drive was getting boring, as she has been working at the product distribution center for a national company for the last 13 years. She is the only woman in a staff of 55 persons. About 70 percent of the men have been there as long as or longer than her. Martha is the secretary to Walter the manager of the center. Her boss says she is the only sane person of the whole staff.
Martha is the sole breadwinner of the family since her husband was injured on the job 3 years ago. The insurance settlement they received for his injuries, paid off the house and gave them insurance for the rest of her husband's life, but little else. She was lucky she had this job at the center, as she was a full time mother for their two boys who were 2 years apart for the first 15 years of their 28-year marriage. Hal, her husband must have just kissed her on their honeymoon. all her friends kidded her, as she immediately became pregnant.
Mark is one of her son's friends who lived on the next block; he was hired out of college to work the computer system which wrote the orders at the center. He has been there a year presently, but until last month worked a different shift than Martha. They work 4 days on and 3 days off each week. It was a God sent Mark worked the same shift as she, as her 8 year old car with over 100,000 miles just died. She needed a ride to work, until she could afford to fix the car or buy a new one.
At 5'9 and 158 pounds Martha is not petite, but has a nice figure with large breasts, a slim waist and a rather large solid bottom, from all the years she sat behind a desk. Hal playfully calls it her secretary's spread. Her brown hair is just off her shoulders and always combed neatly. Martha has green eyes you could get lost in. She is not playboy material, but a very sexy woman 56 years old who looks 40 years old. Even though she is very embarrassed to be seen in a workout outfit, Martha works out a few days a week at the gym the center provides their employees, to reduce her 'secretary's spread' and stress. She was shy and doesn't think she was very sexy anymore, because her husband has not paid much attention to her since his accident, even though there was nothing wrong with his sexual equipment.
When Martha asked Mark if he could give her a ride to work until she could resolve her car problem, he eagerly agreed to help her. The first week was uneventful, they talked about her sons and the adventures he participated in with them. By the end of the first week it was like Mark was her old friend and not young enough to be her son at 23 years old.
By Thursday night the subject turned embarrassingly for Martha to sex. Their shift ended on Thursday at 10:30 PM, due to the way the orders came in. By the time Mark dropped her off at home he could see Martha was submissive, also very shy, but was very horny by the way she rubbed her legs together and shifted in her seat all the way home, when the conversation turned to intimate details of her married life. Mark also noted she was attracted to him, by her body language. Good thing he paid close attention in psychology class, on the section about body language during college. He was going to use what he learned to see if he could loosen up Martha's morals. He had a Fantasy which involved Martha since he was 12 years old.
The Couple worked around the house all weekend. Hal took care of the yard and home repairs, while Martha did the laundry and house cleaned. She couldn't believe two people can accumulate so much laundry and dust. Hal couldn't believe their house was always in need of repair either.
Mark picked up Martha at her home on Monday afternoon. During their hour ride they both agreed despite the great company each had in the car, the ride was boring. Mark said he would like to play a game on the way home from work. He said he would explain it to Martha in the car on the way home, as they were in the Center parking lot presently and only had a short time to get punched in.
It was almost 10:45 when Martha entered the car. She handed Mark an envelope with 45 dollars in it.
"What is this for?" Asked Mark.
"That is what it costs me to drive my car to work every week, so it is what I think is fair to give you." Said Martha.
"I'll tell you what we can do. Why don't you play a game with me and you can keep the money. The game will be more interesting for both of us. I would rather play the game with you in lieu of the money anyway. It will relieve the boredom of the hour ride. It will be more fun for me. You will probably enjoy it more also?" Stated Mark smiling to cover his lack of confidence he could get Martha to go along with the game, he was anticipating on playing with her.
"That sounds like fun, what type of game is it?" Asked Martha, thinking it was some type of guessing game.
"The game is you complying with what I ask you to do. You can refuse if you want to, I will not force you to do anything. Anything you do will be of your own free will and our secret." He told her not looking at her because of his embarrassment.
Not quite comprehending what he was trying to say, Martha asked. "What type of things will you want me to do in the car?"
Mark cleared his throat and almost crocked. "I want you to ride home in just your panties tonight, but you can remain fully dressed from your waist up."
Turning red and laughing as Martha thought he was kidding, she said. "I much rather give you $50 than do it and besides why would you want someone old enough to be your mother to ride home in just her panties?"
"I don't want the money, but it is your free will you can call a cab to go home, if you like. I will drive you home, if you remove your slacks and put them in the back seat. This is what I want you to do for the rest of the week. Ever since I was a kid, I have fantasized of seeing you in your panties." Stated Mark without looking at Martha he was too embarrassed to admit his fantasy.
Martha blushed at the left handed complement she received from Mark, but realized the car didn't move, she knew Mark was serious. She thought about her options. Martha needed a ride to work for at least the next month. She was very shy, but felt she was not in control of the situation. Mark hoped her lack of control of the situation would stimulate her to do as he asked. This gave her the reason to do as asked, but afraid of where this would go. The older woman had no choice, Martha realized her panties covered more of her than most bathing suits do, She blushed, as she unbuttoned her slacks and slid them down. She tried to keep as much of her modesty as possible. She got them off her legs, but showed Mark the color of her panties and a few pubic hairs in the process. Martha bent down, picked up her slacks and threw them in the back seat.
It took Martha about a half hour to adjust to her exposure. She felt freer than she ever did before. Mark started to ask her more exploratory questions and she answered them, thus it gave Mark a better insight of her sexual nature. The hour drive flew by, when Mark told her to put her slacks back on she could feel moisture between her legs and could smell her arousal. She hoped Mark couldn't detect her arousal. Mark stopped a few blocks from their neighborhood under a street light, so Martha could get dressed, when she got on her knees and turned her back side to him he could see a wet spot in the crotch of her panties, the outline of her nice plump vaginal lips, a few hairs sticking out from around the crotch of her panties, and he could smell her scent as an indication of her excited state. She put her slacks on and they continued on home Mark dropped her off at her door.
Martha was so excited, she ran into the house and went up to her bedroom to find her husband asleep, dead to the world. She knew from experience she couldn't wake him up. She went back down stairs to the living room, she stripped naked lay down on the couch. Martha started to pleasure her breasts, she used both hands to rub them and pinch her nipples, just the way she likes her breasts manipulated. The nipples were like two large erasers in a short time. She moved one hand down her body and started to rub around the lips of her pussy; running one finger into her vaginal opening, it brought a sigh to her lips. By this time her clitoris peeked through its hood and Martha touched it with her finger, it brought a pleasurable moan to her lips. She touched her clit again and brought on the best orgasm she's had in a long time. It took only a matter of minutes. She fell into a peaceful sleep on the couch.
"That wasn't so bad to have to ride home in her panties, once she got over her humiliation." Martha thought, as she went up to bed early in the morning.
Martha was very nervous when it was time for her to leave for work. Mark said, he wanted her in her panties all this week, so Martha picked out the most conservative pair she owned and put them on. After Mark picked up Martha he stopped at a bus stop about 6 blocks from Martha's house.
"You can remove your slacks now." Mark said.
"Mark too many people will see me in the daylight and I have to put the slacks back on before I go into work, how about I do as you ask at night only?" She blushed profusely Martha realized she offered to do as he asked, but at night.
"You're correct someone may see you, so you can keep your slacks on during the drive to work." Said Mark smiling at Martha and putting his hand on her upper thigh, she let his hand stay there as she liked the feeling.
Smiling, but a little nervous where he placed his hand Martha said. "Thank you, I will feel more comfortable riding with my slacks off in the dark."