#not cheating
“Hey… I say this because I’m your friend and I care about you… I saw your wife with another man yesterday.”
“Oh, yeah, that was probably her boyfriend.”
Love this. Chandler would so say something like that.
That’s a downside of not being open- being seen by someone we know while out with our non-spouse and assumptions being made that we’re cheating. I refuse to let that get in the way of just being ourselves when we’re out together, though.
I know our neighbors have to wonder what the hell is going on. I’m sure they’ve seen me kiss Ross goodbye, and they know Chandler is my husband. I’d hate for them to think I was having an affair, but I can’t exactly yell over the fence, “Hey Viktor! Come over and meet by boyfriend!” Well, I guess I could…..
The temptress.
“What would it take for you to fuck me?” she asked in slurred drunkenness.
“Well for you not to be drunk, and me be sober for one, I fell that could be crossing a line.” I replied.
“Not if I ask you for it?”
“Even then, what if you woke tomorrow, and regretted it, I would feel like I took advantage of the situation.”
“Always the gentleman?”
“I have my moments, just don’t tell anyone, I have a reputation to keep.” I replied with a chuckle.
“Speaking of reputations, you are quite the work whore, or use to be, I hear.”
“I was, yes, but things have changed, I am…committed as it were.”
“So, this was a waste of time?”
“What was?”
“Having you come to the bar with me?”
“No, I don’t think so, I got to see you in action and it was for a scientific study, remember.”
“About that, what did you observe?”
“I will tell you when you aren’t so inebriated.”
“Oh, I am fine, see look.” As she stood up, a little wobbly. Raising her arms above her head and sticking her breast out and bending her hips to one side showing off all of her features.
“Yes, my dear you are fine.”
“If you think so then why won’t you fuck me.”
“Honestly, you make it hard.”
“Do I? Let me see.” She said as she sat back down across from me at the table.
“You know what I mean.”
“No, I don’t, I need a demonstration. How hard do I make it?”
“Like a short rod of steel.” I decide to play along.
“Are you hard right now? Let me see.” As she now leaned over the table almost crawling on top of it.
“You are outrageous.” I reply.
“Alright, alright, I think I am ready to go home.” She said, with a pout.
“I will take you home.”
“No, it is ok, I called an uber.”
“I am your uber, and I won’t charge you.” I say as I accept your request on my phone, showing you my phone.
“Always have an answer for everything don’t you?”
“To be honest I wasn’t sure that I would be able to get the app open and signed in fast enough, but it worked out. Come on let’s go.”
“Alright, fine.” She said. I help her out of her chair. Slinging one arm around her to help her walk. Finally making it out to my car.
“Where do you want to sit?” I ask.
“The back so I can lay down.”
“Alright, just don’t get sick in my car.”
“Oh I won’t. You know it’s hot out here.”
“Yeah it is a little warm, I will turn the air on when I get in.” Opening the door and helping her in. Once she is in, I shut her door. Walk around to the driver side, get the address off the uber app and making sure to not charge her for the ride, and sign out.
“Are you ready?” I ask when I get in and start the car.
“Yes, it’s so hot.”
“I have the air on, it will cool down in just a minute.” I say as I buckle up.
“So tell me some uber stories.”
“I have a few, but they are only mildly interesting.”
“Have you ever had a lady get naked in the back seat?”
“Not naked, but there have been a few topless ladies in my backseat.”
“You mean like this?” She says in a curious tone. I flip the rearview mirror down, to see in the back seat. Her shirt is off, and her bra is pulled under her breast, nipples hard as diamonds, if she was to place them on the window, I have no doubt that they would cut the glass.
“Yes…like that.”
“I told you it was hot; the cool air feels so good.” She says as she rubs her hands over her beautiful mammaries. “But you have never had anyone completely naked back here?”
“Not completely, not that I am aware of.”
“Do you look often?”
“When the time calls for it, yes.”
“How do you pay attention to the road?”
“I keep my looking for professional reasons only. I have a job to do, I can’t get into a wreck with a topless female in the back that would be…bad for business.”
“Hmmm that would be bad for business. But do you know what would be good for my business?” She said seductively.
“What is that?” I ask. Her immediate answer was to throw her panties in the passenger seat.
By now we were on the highway and it was very dimly lit so while looking in the mirror I could only see her figure and every now and then when we passed a light I could see her massaging her breast, taking her nipples in her fingers and squeezing them pulling them outwards, My cock now straining against the fabric of my jeans, begging to be set free of its denim prison, a slight rub on my cock just to sooth its ache.
“Do I have you distracted? It is very dangerous to be driving while distracted.” She says to in a raspy voice.
“I am distracted, but I am ok.” I reply with a deep exhale.
“Why don’t you pull over and come join me in the back here. I am sure we can make some use of this back seat.”
“My backseat is kind of small.”
“Yes, but if I am on top of you there is no rea…ohh…son to take up a lot of space.” She said her voice breaking mid-sentence.
“Hmmm… I see your point, but you know that I can’t.”
“We will see about that, at least do me and yourself a favor and pull your cock out, it looks as if you are going to break the zipper.”
“That would be distracted driving.”
“How does this help that situation.” She said before she leaned up and placed her middle finger on my lips.
Opening my mouth to talk, she slid her finger into my mouth, it is coated with her sweet juice, I am entranced by the nectar that is touching all my taste buds. My cock presses harder against my pants, and I allow her to win. I unbutton my pants and pull the zipper down.
“YES!!!, LET ME SEE THAT COCK OF YOURS!!!” She screams as I pull my cock out now just as hard as any block of iron I have ever seen, veins popping and the skin tight.
I can hear her hand working her twat, fast and loud, the squishing of her juice against her vaginal walls and her fingers enters and exits, her aroma feels the car, to match her sound. Moaning and thrashing I can hear her orgasm as she fucks herself in my back seat.
“Ple…ohh…ase. Oh god… please stroke your….FUCCKK…” She trails off into incoherent babble.
“What was that my dear?” I ask.
“GOD DAMN IT GRAB YOUR COCK AND STROKE IT …. PLEASE!!!” She demands.
“Like this?” I ask has I barley touch my throbbing member just to fuck with her.
“NO, you asshole, take your hand wrap it around you motherfucking dick and stroke that cock!”
So, I follow her instructions to the letter, but I don’t apply pressure. Which wasn’t included in the detail.
“YES…FINAL…wait what are you doing, NO, jack off for me please, you know how to do it. I need to see you getting off, as I am.” She now is begging.
“For you my dear, of course since you are begging for it.” I do as I am asked.
“Yes baby, stroke that cock. It looks so tasty I want it all, I want it in every part of me. OH GOD I AM CUMMING AGAIN!!!”
As she cums I can hear her juices pouring out of her, she is quite now, and I release my cock and resume driving, a couple of miles pass, and I hear nothing from her, assuming she is asleep, my cock slowly looses it resolve and becomes soft. I do my best to put it away and when I am almost back in my pants. I hear her stir.
“Don’t put it away, I love looking at it.” She said softly.
“I figured you were sleeping.”
“In and out but I liked opening my eyes and seeing you driving with your cock out. It was nice.”
So, I pull my cock out for her again. Her words have brought some of its rigid back and is at half-mast. A couple more miles of her silence, I turn the radio on now, just low enough to hear the beat, rock music my favorite… I think to myself;
I am rocking out with my cock out and give a chuckle.
“What is funny?” she asks a bit more awake than the last time she spoke. I tell her my thought.
“That is funny and yes you are. Speaking of your cock being out, I am not quite so drunk anymore. What do you say we pull over and you let me climb on top of you?”
“While it is difficult for me to say no, I must, while I don’t fell I have done any sort of cheating, I would like to keep it that way.”
“I understand, and you have great willpower, I am impressed.”
“Thank you, it has been difficult to say the least.”
“I thought you were going to say hard.”
“Clearly, it is hard… well almost, but I am not saying that we must stop there are things that can be done, that don’t necessarily count as cheating.”
“Oh like what?”
“Well I count cheating as full penetration, or full on oral.”
“Is that so?” She asked intrigued. “So exactly what would you call this?” as she leaned up put her hand around my cock with a gently touch and light strokes. Instantly my cock springs to full mast as her hands bold and she gently grasps my cock.
“I… I would call it, a friend making sure that no damage was done to my valued anatomy when it was constrained to the pressure of my pants.” I reply, matter of factly.
“Is that so, and still not cheating?”
“No cheating done.”
“That’s good. We can’t be cheating now.” She says as she lets go of me. Thinking that she is done, I breath a heavy breath of composure. Only to find seconds later her hand returns wet with saliva.
“Oh dear…lord!” The words rush from my mouth.
“This is a thorough examination of your valued anatomy.” She giggles. “My exit is the next one.” She says giving me a different direction than the GPS indicates. I voice that the GPS disagrees.
“I am taking you the back way, I like it better sometimes.” She replies, the meaning behind her words clear.
I take the exit the GPS reroutes, she increases her tempo with her examination, sounds of wet hand movements around my cock drown out the radio, and I can feel my orgasm rising quickly.
“I need you to stop now, I am fully distracted and need to focus.” I say wearily.
“So, I am getting to you. Glad to know, I was beginning to wonder.” She says but decreases her grip and tempo but doesn’t let me go fully. Now she is contempt with just lightly playing with the edge of my cock head and playing with my precum.
“My place is just there, take the next turn and drive right up to the house.” She says. I do as I am told, we reach the back of the house.
“Well my dear, here you are.”
“Yes, this is my place, come in and have a cup of coffee with me?”
“No thanks, I need to get back and to bed.”
“Oh fine, well get out and give me hug at least.”
She gathers her clothes and gets out, still naked. I put my still throbbing member back into my pants, deciding that the pressure is to painful, I leave them unsnapped and pull my shirt over the top. She opens the door.
“Are you going to get out or should I bend over and hug you in there?” She asks.
“I will get out.” I chuckle as I swing my legs to get out, she backs up giving me the room. When I am standing outside the car, her naked body presses up against me and arms wrap around me with her height being greater that my own, her cleavage is right under my chin.
“Thank you for taking care of me tonight. I had fun.”
“So did I, and I got to see you in action, so I can better evaluate your problem.”
“Promise to tell me about it soon.”
“I will.” I say and with that she releases her hug and backs away.
“You sure that you don’t want to come in for so coffee. It is late, and the drive home is long and boring.”
“I am sure, thank you.”
“Alright, well text me when you get ho, well shit.” She cuts herself off as some of her clothes fall to the ground.
“It is alright, I will get them” I say as I start to bend down.
“No that’s ok, I will get them will you get my panties for me though.”
Forgetting that she threw them in the front seat, I retrieve them and turn back around. With her greater height I was expecting to see her boobs when I turned around and yet I didn’t I saw open air and the top of her head at my stomach, thinking that she was still drunkily fighting with her dropped clothes, I look down and she has made a pallet for her knees and her reaching for the top of my pants pulling the shirt up and the zipper down.
“Oh my, were we half expecting this?”
“Not at all just a little release from the denim.”
“Sure, sure.” She says as she pulls my pants down despite my protest of trying to keep them up. “I promise, I will not do anything wrong. Until you ask me for it.”
With that I relent, she pulls out my cock and grasps it firmly. The precum flowing now she uses it as lubricant and stroke after stroke, I am closer and closer to cumming, soft grunts and groans escape me, and I feel a warm wet sensation on my balls as her tongue licks at them, then envelopes them in her mouth at this I can’t contain myself and put voice to my impending ejaculation.
“Yes, give me my prize.” She gasps as she moves her mouth away from my balls and points my dick directly at her face.
The first spurt hits her on the nose and ends with the majority on her top lip. The second is a bit wide of her stroking and hits her right below her left eye. The third hits her high and at the hair line. I have not released this much cum since I was in high school. Not done cumming she points me to her chest where I shoot one more good time splatting her chest and a few more small pumps onto her breasts. She brings my cock to her face and smears my cum around with it.
“MMm thank you for that.” She says as she releases my drained member. She takes her hand to her chest wipes up a large amount of cum in her fingers and brings it to her mouth and sucks it down. “If you won’t have coffee, then I couldn’t let you go with out something to show my appreciation for tonight.”
“Well thank you, I feel appreciated. Now I really have to go.” I say
“I understand. Text me when you get there.”
