My lovely wife Erica and I were enjoying a fantastic night out to celebrate not only the purchase of her new red Jeep but also her full recovery from her recent breast enlargement surgery. This was our first opportunity to show off Erica's new toys. Extraordinary dinner at the most upscale and expensive restaurant in the area followed by some music and cocktails in the lounge.
I couldn't help but notice that our young waiter had taken quite an interest in my 43 year old wife Erica. The two of them were involved all through dinner with lively, flirtatious back and forth conversation. I was impressed that a young guy would find my mature wife so appealing. I could tell that Erica was turned on by the young man's attention.
Even though we did not have any children, I knew in his mind, he considered Erica to be a very desirable MILF. I was sure our young waiter would be thinking about my wife later that night jerking his young black cock for relief. Or so I thought.
Erica is a very attractive, energetic mature 5'6" mature woman with shoulder length blonde hair, brown eyes with a deep, rich summer tan. I might also add that she is very well endowed up top as a result of a recent boob job and has great legs and a nice juicy booty ass.
Erica always exudes energy having been a cheerleader from middle school through college and still carries that energy managing a local fashionable steakhouse.
On this particlar evening she went way over the top with her outfit. Short black leather skirt paired with a ruby colored long sleve silk blouse that was just tight enough to showcase her new large mature breasts.
She decided to also wear black fishnet stockings with high heels that brought out the best in her well toned calves. Little did I know that later in the evening, another group of men would also find her outfit very stimulating.
We departed the restaurant about 10 o'clock with my wife, feeling the effects of a couple dry martinis. As she was struggling to get in the car, I got a quick glance that she was wearing some very nice purple lace panties. I would see those panties later again in the evening.
We headed back to our house driving our brand new Jeep. We live outside the city were poor lighting on the road makes it very difficult to see while driving at night.
As we came over a hill, we were suddenly confronted with brake lights on the car in front of us. The brake lights were way too close, so I immediately jumped on the brakes. I was too late. In a slow skid, we lightly bumped into the rear end of the car in front of us. I immediately thought to myself, "This is not good."
I turned to Erica to make sure she was alright. She was a little shook up, but she said she was okay. Unfortunately her feeling of being "Okay" would not last long.
After about 30 seconds, all four doors of the car that we had just rear ended opened up and out stepped three very large black guys and one Mexican dude.
They slowly walk towards our car with two black guys heading towards my side of the car and the other two guys heading towards Erica's side of the car. She was just about to wet her panties.
One of the guys knuckle rapped on my window and gave me the signal to roll it down. The two guys on Erica's side of the car just stood there looking at her, admiring her suggestive outfit that she wore for the evening. Erica was nervous at the way they were looking at her legs and tits and laughing with each other. She had good reason to be nervous.
I rolled down my window and sat there in silence with a bad feeling of what might happen on this dark, lonely road. The biggest of the four guys said just two words,
"Nice car."
I said thanks it's brand new.
He said, "Yeah motherfucker, I could tell it by the dealer sticker on the windshield and the dealer plates."
When a guy calls you "motherfucker" you know things are not going to go well.
"You got insurance on this thing motherfucker," he asked.
I gave him a very nervous, "Yes" and reached for the insurance card in the glove compartment. While leaning over, I looked at the black guy and Mexican dude on Erica's side of the car who were talking to each other while still staring at Erica's fishnet covered legs and a short skirt. I was starting to regret that she wore that outfit for the evening. I reached into the glove compartment and said,
"Shit."
Apparently I had forgotten to transfer the insurance information from my old car to the new BMW when we left the dealership. I told the big man that my insurance info was in the other car.
He responded, "Well, that's gonna be a problem motherfucker."
There was that word again. I was starting to not like being referred to as a motherfucker.
Erica grabbed my thigh in total panic. They told me, "Get out of the car motherfucker." They told Erica, "Get ut of the car Bitch." We both opened our doors.
Tears started to well up in Erica's eyes as we both nervously exited the car. Jeeps sit very high off the ground and can be somewht difficult to get in and out of. As Erica swung her legs out, she gave the two guys on her side of the Jeep got a nice peek at her purple lace panties. They Mexican dude started taunting Erica in broken english and a strong accent.
"Oh sweetheart, those are nice looking purple panties you are wearing tonight. Hubby must like purple. That's good because we also like purple, especially on a mature MILF white lady. I bet those would make a nice souvenir." All four men started to laugh.
They demanded $2500 cash on the spot to make things right. I told the big man that I never carry that much cash.
The big guy then asked me, "How are we going to settle this?"
I suggested to him that we should exchange insurance and contact information and talk tomorrow. Erica and I were both in a panic and just wanted to get the hell out of there.
He said, "No, I have a better idea, follow us to our place of business and you can use your debit card to settle this up."
He then instructed one of his boys to ride with me in the Jeep and told Erica to ride with them. She was now a total panic, and I was not feeling good about the situation myself.
The big man climbed into the driver seat and two other black guys grabbed my wife by each arm, and put my mature wife Erica in the backseat between them and drove off.
I turned to the Mexican dude riding with me and asked him if my wife was going to be OK. He just looked at me and smiled and said, "We like your wife dude, especially her purple panties." He then broke into an evil laugh and told me to drive.
Well, their office was a couple miles away and turned out to be more of a large warehouse instead of an actual office. We parked the cars and walked towards the entrance.
As we were walking towards the front door, I couldn't help but notice that one of the buttons on Erica's ruby colored blouse was unbuttoned slightly showing her matching purple bra.
Even more disturbing her purple panties were hanging on the rear view mirror in their car. Apparently they had a little sample of Erica's tits, thighs and pussy on the drive over and forcibly collected their souvenir. One of the men took her panties off the mirror and put them in his shirt pocket and brought them with him.
Upon entering the building we found out there are multiple pallets of building materials, a small office, and a forklift. We went to the small office and completed the $2500 transaction with my debit card. We were very relieved that the situation was finally over. We both just wanted to get the hell out of there and return home.
"As Erica and I turned and headed for the exit, we heard the big man say,
"Not so fast motherfucker."
We both stopped dead in our tracks. We could both hear the click of the warehouse door being locked.
The big man let us know that the $2500 was just a down payment. They also wanted to be entertained. Erica was told to step out into the middle of the warehouse. They put on some music and told Erica,
"Dance for us Bitch."
They sat me down in a chair and told me to sit still, and not make a move. They surrounded my wife while she started to sway and dance, and passed around a bottle of Jack Daniels.
Erica was still a little tipsy from her multiple martinis earlier at dinner. She started to move and sway to the music in a very sexy, erotic way. I was starting to get a hard on. The big man man then said to Erica,
"Strip for us Bitch." Erica looked at me and I nodded my head yes.
She slowly began to unbutton her ruby, silk blouse. Apparently Erica's striptease was too slow for the big man and he was growing impatient. After a few minutes, he approached my wife, grabbed both sides of her ruby blouse and ripped it wide-open.