Fiona's past surprises yet aids me
On my home from Fiona's work where she'd just met and sucked my cock in my car I was struggling to understand why a married middle aged women with a very high powered respectable position within a big company would be so easily swayed and coerced in to doing this things, that quite frankly was behaviour associated with whores and hookers.
Yes she had been married an awful long time from maybe the age of 21 and she was now 37 so she'd been with Alan for 16yrs and for the last six of them he had neglected her sexually, would this lead her to begin acting in this whorish manner? I didn't know but wanted to find out a little about Fiona so headed to my uncles.
My Uncle Kevin lived over in the next village from us and we still kept in touch occasionally but maybe not as often as we should of, what I was more interested in though was what he knew about Fiona because he'd said before when I got with my girlfriend that he knew her mum from school and around the area.
I walked to his door and knocked, "Hi Uncle Kev, how's it going?" I asked as he let me past in to his hall.
"Yeah all good thanks, what brings you over?" he asked as he opened the fridge and pulled out a couple of beers passing me one as we headed in to the lounge and sitting down.
I was a little unsure how to ask so fabricated a little story "Well it's a bit of a strange question really Kev and not sure whether you'll be able to help or not," I began stopping to swig my beer from the can.
"Try me," Kevin said slouching back swigging his can of beer too.
"Well you know I live with Fiona right and have done a while now," I started.
"Yeah I know," he acknowledged.
"She's been acting really weird lately like sneaking around and coming home late and I just wondered whether she'd be the sort of woman to do the dirty on Alan, you know she's been with him 16 years Kev and the family would be in bits if she was having an affair," there I'd said it and sat back waiting on Kev's response.
"Ha," he laughed which I thought a little strange at first, "I'm surprised yo-yo knickers has managed 16 years of marriage to be honest," he said laughing again and necking more beer.
I was now very intrigued and probed my Uncle Kevin a bit more, "I know you know of her from school so I take it she had a bit of a reputation then?" I asked ever more excited.
My Uncle chucked again then sipped more beer before telling me about Fiona, "You could say that yes I know of about 9 lads that screwed her from between her 17th birthday to her 18th and it was well known around our area that she'd fucked a few older boys from the next town so yeah she had a rep," he said jumping up finishing his beer, "You fancy another?", he asked not waiting for a response before disappearing in to the kitchen returning with a can each.
"Last one," I said, "I'm driving," I added before draining my first can and cracking the second cold beer open. I waited a moment before asking my next question, "Did you fuck her Kev?" I asked smiling at him.
"No I never got round to fucking her fine ass because her mum came back just before I got my dick in her, but what I can say is she knows how to suck on a dick that's for sure," he said laughing to himself again, "Oh and how could I forget the time when she let two lads fuck her in the long skittle ally at the back of the Old White Lion pub, the dirty bitch that was about six months before she married Alan if I remember," he seemed to of finished speaking and drained his beer in four long gulps.
"So you think she could be shagging about behind Alan's back then?" I asked finishing my beer.
Uncle Kevin didn't need to think about the answer, "I'd be surprised if she wasn't," he said.
"Ok nice one Kev and cheers for the beer," I said as he showed me out to the car.
Once in the car I now had a better understanding of why Fiona may have been acting this way and so easily persuaded to do these sexual things even though she was married.
Fiona was a slut, a slut who had married and had had her sexual appetite quelled somewhat by her marriage but what Alan didn't realise whilst he'd spent the last 6 years boozing and abusing his loving wife, her sexual needs and desires were surfacing again. And from the moment she'd laid eyes on my thick naked cock those sexual needs from years ago became too strong to resist and she was now acting how she always had before marriage, except now she had more to lose.
The only thoughts I had racing around my head now were thoughts of unleashing the inner whore waiting to burst from inside Fiona and I planned to carry on trying when I'd arranged to meet her in the layby.
The after work rendezvous:
Fiona finished at 17:00 and with the layby being around four miles from where we lived I knew she'd be there around half past giving time for traffic so I left at 17:15 and drove to the layby near the 24hr garage. The layby itself ran off the side of a long road that was almost two miles long with the garage sitting on the right hand side opposite the layby. The layby was set back maybe 25 meters from the road and completely secluded due to a thick set of trees and bushes between the road and the layby.
When I pulled in I could see almost to the end of the huge layby as this itself was about ¾ of a mile long, only a articulated lorry towards the far end beyond the locked up hot food café was in sight. Perfect I thought and pulled in on the right about half way down and waited for Fiona to arrive.
It was slightly after 17:30 when I saw a car pull in at the far end with its side lights on as the light was beginning to fade slowly, it was Fiona's fiesta and I watched it bump down the potholed road and pull in in front of me stopping a couple of feet from my bonnet. Her side lights went off and she opened her door shutting it behind her at the same time I exited my car and met her at the gap between our bonnets except I'd waited for her to walk between our cars and join me at the front end of my vehicle where I casually leaned on the bonnet.
With my new information from Kevin I was now hell bent on seeing just how much of a whore my mother in law is, was, or would become for me.
"Hi," Fiona said in a quiet voice before looking around the layby we were now standing in.
"Hi," I said not wanting to appear to rude just yet as I pulled her towards me and wrapped my arms around her and planted my lips on hers and gave her a long passionate kiss.
At the same time my hands dropped behind her and down over her bum until I found the hem of her skirt and hoisted it up over her beautiful arse and lifted it around her waist. She didn't pull away or protest as I pushed her away so she was just in front of me and I could see her stocking's and front of her black knickers.
"Turn around and lean on your car," I instructed and watched as she again looked around before doing as I'd asked, "Now spread your legs a little Fiona," and again I watched her thighs part as she slid her heels across the gravel leaving her legs just over a foot apart.
Now Fiona had a fantastic full arse with gorgeous smooth lightly tanned skin and between her legs I could see outline of her wonderful pussy folds straining against the thin material of her knickers. It was a fantastic sight and my cock was already making my trousers tent. I reached out with my right hand and put my hand between her legs so that the palm of my hand was rubbing against her pussy through the material and my fingertips were pressing between the folds at the top of her slit whilst my thumb was being used to rub between her fleshier folds.
Fiona let out an unmistakable little moan as my thumb probed her flaps, "UMMMM," she gasped.
"What sort of whore lets their daughter's boyfriend rub her pussy in a layby hey!?" It wasn't really a question directed at Fiona so didn't expect or want an answer what she did do was squirm a little but never pulled away, "Because that's what you are isn't it Fiona, a whore?" I asked pushing my thumb harder in to her flaps parting them and forcing her knickers material between them and now feeling her wetness soak through.
"Yesss," Fiona gasped as her folds opened.
"Yes you're a whore?" I asked again removing my hands from between her legs and using both to pull her knickers down and push them towards her knees. The cool night air now wisped over her naked and exposed shaven pussy as the light turned in to dusk and visibility worsened.
"Yes I'm a whore," she said almost abruptly and impatiently.
"Don't you fucking talk to me like that you stupid whore," I said jumping up and smacking her backside really hard once on her right cheek.