Wife’s favourite hot past story
So one evening we’re going over some of her personal favourite stories from her past.
This wasn’t long after I’d opened up about my desire to hear all the details of which I’d gathered there was many.
So she’s on a night out in her hometown. Little black dress, that showed her perfect tits, this dress she says was the one she’d wear if she wanted attention, and let me tell you she got it.
As the night went on she set eyes on a guy she wanted, and spent a while dancing and flirting with him on the dance floor. He was blown away by her couldn’t believe his luck.
The end of the night rolls around and his friend was designated driver, and he kindly offered her a lift home. He was definitely hoping she was going back to his place, but she had other plans.
In the back of the car, his friend driving,she unbuttoned his jeans, and started kissing him. She could see his friend watching in the mirror, he couldn’t help himself, she says the look in his friends eyes drove her wild, knowing he couldn’t help but look.
She takes her own knickers off, dropped them on the seat, got on top of the guy and rode him, friend watching in the mirror in complete silence driving down the road, where anyone could’ve seen what she was up to.
Rode him hard, until he came. Scoots back to her seat, giggled, told them where she needed dropping off, got out the car giggling with our saying a word.
Left her knickers in the car.