I was driving past Ann's place, not planning to stop but I always looked in to see if anything was going on, or if anything was different. I couldn't control her because so much of her life was tied up with her family, and I had to work around that, but I still took mental notes. There were no cars in the driveway and as I was turning back to keep my eyes on the road, I saw Susan in her yard, next door to Ann's place. For an instant, I actually thought that it was Ann, but maybe that was me being hopeful or my subconscious.
It was only a moment, however as Ann and Susan were quite different physically. I didn't get a great look, but it was a bright sunny day and I saw a sun hat, a long blue and white striped top and bare legs. Instantly I knew that I had to stop so, I eased the brakes on, pulled over onto the shoulder of the road, and turned the car off. As I got out and walked toward Susan's place, I looked around just to note if anyone was out in their yards or anything. That stretch only had a few houses, all on the same side of the street with the open field across from them, but nobody was out enjoying the sun at the moment anyway, aside from Susan, and she had just disappeared inside her garage.
As I made my way to her large attached garage I kept alert, but my heart raced and my adrenaline surged. The main door that one would drive their vehicle into, was closed, but the man door was open, so I stepped inside. Susan was bent over, digging through a trunk. The striped top that I had seen was a loose beach cover up. Rather a cross between a t-shirt and a dress, and it was long enough to go to a little past mid thigh, but since she was bent over digging, it was just below her ass.
She had a big sun hat on but the main thing was the way that the little dress hugged her ass and hips, as well as up across her back, but was loose everywhere else. I guessed that it was tight across her back because those tits were stretching the material.
She didn't hear me enter, and I closed the door behind me while she continued digging. Her activity obviously masked any sounds that I made while being as stealthy as I could be. Approaching her from behind and admiring her tanned legs, I focused on the dress hugging her hips, and I thought that I noticed a couple of little wrinkles which suggested underwear or a bathing suit under the dress. I decided immediately that I was going to fuck her, no matter what she thought, or maybe I had already unconsciously decided that.
My cock hardened as I closed in and just a moment before I got to her, she straightened up. Before she could turn, I wrapped one arm around her waist and the other up to cover her mouth. It was enough to stifle all but the first fraction of a second of her scream. "It's ok." I said, "It's me." and I uncovered her mouth.
"Oh Jesus!" she exhaled. "What are you doing here?"
"I was just driving past." I told her as my hand moved to palm her pussy, pulling her toward me and pressing her ass against my almost fully erect cock. "When I saw you dressed like this, I couldn't resist stopping." I continued, as I slipped the hand that had been covering her mouth inside her beach dress and felt her bare tit flesh, searching for the nipple.
"You can't just stop here and grab me like this!" Susan scolded, clutching at my hands with hers defiantly.
"'Why not?" I taunted. My first thought was to tear off whatever her tiny garment was that covered her pussy, be it bathing suit or underwear, but when I felt how thin the material was, I decided that they must be underwear. I just pulled them from one side and got them down a bit, exposing her a little. I put my hand inside and rubbed her shaved pussy.
"Hey!" she yelped. Feeling in between her legs for her slit, I pulled at the other side and worked the tiny garment to the floor. I turned and pushed her against the fender of her car and bent her torso over to lay on the hood. "Wait!" she continued but I was already in control, with my thighs right against the back of hers and my cock bulge pushing on her ass. She pushed herself up off of the hood a little and turned as if trying to look at me over her shoulder. "No!" she whined weakly, before I applied a gentle push that got her lithe body back down, pressing her tits to the hood. "Please!" she complained.
"You're already wet Susan." I continued to taunt her as my finger slipped into her. I didn't know that she was going to be turned on like this, but it was definitely a great benefit to my lust. She tried to straighten up and turn again but I put my hand against her shoulder blades and held a little pressure on her.
I freed my cock while holding her against her car and, as she protested "Stop!" I was just getting the large mushroom head of my dick against her pussy entrance and my thumb was against her ass hole. Susan said "You can't..." as I pushed a couple of inches into her warm cunt. "Oh my god!" she gasped as I immediately started moving back and forth in her. Now she remained on the car, no straightening up or turning. She just moaned and groaned "Ooooh..." and "Pleeease!" as I moved my engorged manhood inside her hot, tight cunt.
"Please Kevin." Susan pleaded "Don't do this."
"Susan, I am already doing it." I explained "You loved it the other time when we did it." With that, I lifted her long beach dress up, completely exposing her ass and placed my hand back on her just at the bottom of her spine, and I returned my thumb to 'the button', pressing lightly on her ass hole as the CLUK CLUK CLUK sounds of me fucking her hot cunt began harmonizing with her moans.