How did she end up here? Married at 42 with two children, big house in the suburbs, she had it all. Her husband was kind and respectful. Maybe a little too respectful. Their sex life had become like clockwork. Once a week they do missionary, it had been years since she had cum with him. Her vibrator was ok but even that had started to fade. She wondered if her husband even really had orgasms when he came.
She got out of her car and walked confidently into the truck stop. About a 2 hour drive down the freeway, the stop was a classic. Small restaurant, gas, convenience store with weird souvenirs. Dressed in stockings, high heels, a lace bra and underwear and a trench coat. Why was she doing this? She couldn't help but think again.
The truth is she thought her sex life was over. Middle aged she had kept herself in good shape. Her tight body had held up well despite the kids. She paid attention to her skin and kept herself looking good. Her curly red hair hadn't greyed and in a way she was just as attractive as she was when she was younger. It was just the feelings that had died. First in her, then her husband. They loved and respected each other. They were good parents but, somehow they had forgotten to lust for each other.
Walking straight in and past the counter. Her mind was made up. She had looked this place up on the internet being careful to clear her history unlike her husband. She smiled thinking about how his lack of attention had really led to all of this. She lowered her shoulders and walked straight to the bathroom. She wore large sunglasses to hide herself as she moved quickly to the back of the store.
This really started when she opened her husband's computer. She needed an email address that she knew he had stored in a saved file. She wasn't snooping. His lack of attention may not have been just his fault. She really wasn't interested in looking through his things. Still when she opened the computer there was a web browser still open she couldn't resist looking. On it, there was a video that was paused about halfway through. Now she wondered if she should have just closed the window, but she hit play.
She watched as a woman, about her age, in fact it looked a lot like her, was on her knees in a small room. There was a dark wall in front of her. Then a dick poked through a hole in the wall. Just the cock. The woman in the video kissed the head. Then she stroked it. She spat on it. She started sucking it. Not knowing who she was pleasing she gave head to this stranger. She watched as the woman worked the cock deeper and deeper into her throat. Then, the woman pulled back and held the cock as it shot out cum. The woman let the cum fall on her face and her tits. She even opened her mouth taking the strangers cum into her mouth.
She wasn't sure why but she paused the video. She took her husband's laptop upstairs and got her vibrator. She couldn't remember how long it had been since she felt this wet. She pressed play on the video. The cock disappeared back through the hole. Maybe if the next cock had been something she had seen before, this fascination would have stopped.
Instead, a large black cock poked through the hole. She had never seen anything close to this large and she watched as the woman worked the head with her mouth licking and trying to suck. She watched as she spit on it and jacked it. She watched the woman, unsuccessfully, try to take it deep in her mouth. Still, when the cock jerked, the woman took the cock out of her mouth and let the cum fall all over her. This time, in appreciation of the tool that had come through the hole, the woman cleaned the cock licking it up and down cleaning the cum from it.
She started the video from the beginning. This time, when the black cock came through the hole, she started fucking herself with her vibrator. The orgasm shook her to her core. She wondered if it had been years since she had came like that. Using her phone, she looked at the website her husband had been using. For the next two months, when she was home alone, she came watching glory hole videos. She found herself seeking out the filthiest videos she could find. She didn't know why, but she had found her sex drive again. Sadly, this obsession did not involve her husband.
Logically she couldn't begin to explain it. Her body on the other hand needed this. Straight through the store she walked to the men's bathroom. Here was the dangerous part. She knew she needed to get into the middle stall and lock the door. Once she was behind the locked door, she thought she would be safe.
According to the internet, the stall had a glory hole on either side. She had read stories about these holes. Truckers had put these holes in the stalls to blow each other on their long trips. She was going to kneel on the dirty floor and suck whatever cock came through that hole. They would probably think it is a man, so if she kept the stall locked, she thought it would be fine. Honestly, she didn't know. She needed this.
She took off her trench coat and put in on the floor. She took out her breast and started to tease her nipple as she sat on the toilet. She looked around, the stall was gross. Again, her desire and her logic conflicted. Why did this turn her on? If her husband had ever pushed her to try to be dirty in their bedroom, would she be here. Either way, when her finger found her cunt, it was wet. Something about how dirty it was turned her on. She heard a man come into the bathroom. She waited to hear and sure enough he went into the stall it sounded like he was peeing. Based on what she had read on the internet, she stuck a finger through the hole in the stall wall.
"Holy fuck." She heard from the other stall. Then without delay a cock appeared through the hole. His pubic hair was untrimmed. It smelled like man sweat. It was soft and small. Still, strangely she was not disappointed. The smell was bad. Still, it was something she wanted. She gently licked the small thick cock. Her nose pushed through the thick hair as she sucked the soft cock into her mouth. The taste was also a challenge. Somehow it turned her on more than she even her fantasy.
