The night was warm enough, and we put the top down on the new BMW. Although it was only a month old and only had less than two thousand miles, Shelly was all smiles as I offered to let her drive. Quickly she grabbed the keys and slid her long, sexy legs into the drivers seat. She used the controls to adjust the mirrors and the leather seat to fit her. She was almost the same height as I am, so it didn't take much. Satisfied, she reached back and tied her long red hair into a knot behind her, and looked at me with a huge smile. "Ready?" she excitedly asked.
"For anything, babe." I teased. She turned the key and the car quietly started.
"It's like I have loosened a tiger!" she said seductively. She gunned the engine up some and made it roar.
I giggled like a teenager, and watched as she put the car in drive, then slammed the gas to the floor.
The car leapt forward, and chirped the tires a little, and soon we were doing sixty down the main street of town.
After a few minutes of driving with a non stop grin, Shelly turned to me. "Where should we head to?" I wanted nothing more than to take her back to her place and fuck her brains out, but I had to make sure that everything was ok between us first. I knew I was still on thin ice, but it was getting better with each mile she dove.
"Just drive. You look fabulous behind the wheel of this car, you know!" I yelled back to her over the noise of the convertible.
As soon as we had the city limits behind us, Shelly pushed the car even faster, topping out at 95. I cringed a little and but laughed when I saw the joy on her face. She yelled out a scream and threw a hands briefly into the air to feel the wind rush by us.
To say I was excited was a to put it a little mild. Here I was, back together with my favorite woman after she nearly broke it all off almost a month ago. We had just enjoyed a fantastic dinner at a four star restaurant that could not have been better. I was in my new car, given to me by my new, biggest client. My business was doing better than it had ever done before, thanks in large part to my new favorite client. And of course my new favorite employee, Anna.
Ah, Anna. She was the reason that Shelly almost decided to call it all off with me. And I really had to think about how to handle it when Shelly stormed off so I would not lose either one of them. Anna was a great, wild energetic 18 year old, who just happens to love to fuck me like a wild woman every chance we get. But, unlike Shelly, she doesn't seem to have a jealous bone in her body.
Shelly, on the other hand, wanted a committed relationship with me, and me only. She wanted to be my only lover. And damn, did I ever want to love her! From the first moment I saw her at my daughters pool party, I knew I wanted her. She had everything I ever dreamed of in that hot little body of hers: big firm tits, a big, round, firm ass, and long red hair and the wild attitude that is usually rumored to go with it. On top of all that, she was great in bed, and had lots of brains too! She was a keeper, but I knew I could never willingly give up fucking Anna.
So Anna and I came up with an idea one night after another steamy romp in the sheets. It was actually her idea, which was surprising.
"So, why don't you tell Shelly that she is your only one?" she asked me coyly.
"Because she never will be, as long as I know you." I moaned as I fondled her D cups. "You know I could never stop fucking you. Might as well ask me to quit breathing."
She sat back, and gave me a stern serious look. "Really! Don't quit breathing, old man." She teased. "Just tell her we broke up. Tell her anything you want, just don't stop fucking me. Ever. I think you made me a cock addict!"
I laughed and pulled her back to me. But her comments and willingness to share got me thinking. So we schemed and planned and came up the master plan. And after a week of begging, I finally gotten Shelly to agree to dinner with me tonight.
Over candles and wine, I told Shelly I loved only her. I took her by her hands and put the little back box on the table. She dropped my hands quickly like I had burned her, and grabbed the box. She slowly opened box, and gasped at the diamond pendant necklace inside.
"Call it a small token of my sincere love for you." I told her as I moved behind her and slid the necklace around her neck.
She pulled out her compact mirror from her purse to see how it looked. Set against her huge freckled tits, how could it look anything but perfect?
"Do you mean it?" she asked, looking at me with tears in her eyes. "Do you really love me? Me and only me?"
"Absolutely. I have told Anna it's all off between us, except for work. She is helping me to sell houses, but our sex life is over. She is sad, I guess, but she understands. She knows how much you mean to me."
Shelly stood up beside me and pulled me to her. Our kiss was soft, and could feel her tears against my cheeks as they ran down her face.
She pulled back slightly from me and dabbed her eyes with the cloth napkin. Dark mascara came off all over it.
"Oh damn! Look at the mess you made me!" she said playfully.
"You look beautiful to me, as always." I told her in all honesty.
Now, driving along the country highway at over ninety miles an hour, I finally felt myself start to relax a little. Anna's plan seemed to be working, and I was relieved. Shelly was relaxed and laughing, and I was dying to consummate our relationship again.
I could see her big, firm tits under her blouse, and wondered what type of bra she was wearing. God I hope I got to see tonight, I thought. Shelly caught me checking her out and laughed.
"So, honey. Wanna stop for the night somewhere? I think I need to give you a little gift since you gave me one." she asked seductively, toying with her new diamond. I knew there was a little motel up the road, and we would be going past it soon, especially at the speed we were moving. Thoughts of getting her naked got a serious rise going in my slacks.
"Step on it!" I said, sliding my hand along the hem of he dress, pushing it up mid thigh. "There is a little motel ahead. Maybe we can check in as Mr. and Mrs. Parson, eh?" I gave her my most wicked grin.
She floored it, making the car go even faster. I don't know for sure which was making her smile more: My hand creeping up toward her wet box, or the new BMW streaking through the night at 130.
I slid my hand up and down her leg, and my cock was reacting as any mans would. Shelly let off the gas some and shifted in the seat, allowing me a better angle to get up her dress. She looked over at me longingly, and spread her legs open for me. That was all the invite I needed as I slid my hands up and felt the silky dampness between her legs.