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Strangers in a Parking Lot

Posted by: Age: 45 Posted on: 7 comments
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Amy and I have been together for over 20 years, but every day, without fail, there is something new we discover about each other. Who knew, for example, how exciting it could be to pretend that we had never met?

Imagine getting into a total stranger’s car. It’s after dark on a lonely road. Anything could happen. You are afraid. Thoughts race through your mind as you say to yourself, “What the fuck am I doing?” That is how it started. Add in that I’m crazy horny. It’s the middle of the day. I am working from home and needing to do something different. I mentioned casually to Amy that I knew this writer who begins her erotic stories with chance encounters out in public. Eye contact is made, there is an instant connection and things just happen. Completely out of nowhere, she says, “Tonight, let’s pretend we are strangers.”“Yes!” I replied, and within minutes we had a plan...two women in separate cars. We exchange glances in a parking lot while out shopping. Amy never does anything halfway. She decides to leave first and picks a destination, then tells me what time to be at the parking lot. She grabs her keys and her purse, heads for the front door, turning to say, “From this moment forward, we have never met.” Then she is gone. Now I am wondering what we’ve unleashed. After an hour or so of trying to be productive, I put the laptop away. I’m already so excited that my hands are shaking a little and there is a familiar tingling. I take off my shorts and rub my puffy lips through the soft cotton panties that I’m wearing, feeling the warmth and a rush of pleasure, but telling myself to hold off for now. Quick decisions on clothing. We live in a beach town, so I can get away with very casual - sandals, sundress and a pendant necklace. I have no idea what to expect from Amy. She could be out shopping for a new outfit, or just show up in leggings with a top that barely covers her round, firm... fuck! I am so ready. I look at my fingers, wanting to jam one inside myself and just have one quick orgasm, but my rings bring my focus back to our little game. I decide to go all in and take off my wedding set and put on a couple of rings that I wore when I first met Amy.I arrive a little early hoping to have a few minutes to shop, parking in the area we had agreed on near a large department store. Just on a whim, I go in to browse the jewelry counters and there she is! She sees me and does a double take. I look away, trying to pretend I’m shopping. She has on a stunning new outfit. I can’t help myself and smile. She sees the smile and remains expressionless, picks up her shopping bags and walks toward the exit.  I follow, but not too close. As she walks to her car, I notice her digging in her purse for keys and see something drop. She keeps walking without stopping to pick it up. I go behind her and find a silver lipstick tube, picking it up and, walking faster, catch her as she is getting in her car.“Excuse me!”“Yes? Can I help you?”“Hey! No, you dropped something back there.” I smiled and hold up the lipstick.“Oh, wow, that’s my favorite! Thank you,” she said taking the lipstick from me.“I love your outfit! It really looks good on you.”She thanked me again and got into her car, with one foot in and the other out, spreading widely, giving me an incredible view of her smooth, freshly shaved pussy. I almost choked...“Like what you see?”“I’m sorry,” I said. I could feel myself blushing as though I were actually a stranger.“I’m commando, too!” I blurted out.“Ok, well thanks again for the lipstick. I should be going. Wait, your rings. Isn’t one of those a pride ring?”“Yes! Are you...”“Curious? Yes. I don’t want to be pushy, but do you have a few minutes?”“Um, I was going to go...”“I just want to talk, if you’re not in a hurry.”“Ok, but where?”“Right here, in my car.”“Yeah, well we just met and, maybe we should go to Starbucks.”“You mean the drive through? They’re not letting people in right now. Coronavirus. Besides, you can’t do this in there.”She pushed her skirt up higher and rubbed her labia, letting out a soft moan.“Look, first off, I have done that in a Starbucks, and second, just because I’m gay doesn’t mean I’m going to jump into some stranger’s car and have sex. I could be in a relationship.”I started to walk away. She called after me.“Don’t leave me like this. You can just watch me, if that’s ok. Right here in the parking lot. OK?"At this point I’m so wet I could feel it on my inner thighs. I needed to get in her car and do something about it. I walked back toward the car, going around to the passenger side and opening the door. I looked in and she closed her door. “Ok, but hand me your car keys. And I just texted a picture of your license plate to a friend, so yeah! Do whatever you need to do.”She handed her keys to me and I got into her car, closing my door. She wasted no time, unzipping her skirt and sliding it down around her ankles, pouring some lube onto her fingers from a small bottle, then spreading her legs and pushing two fingers inside, slowly finger fucking herself for me.  I was mesmerized and wanted to join, but we were in a crowded parking lot. There were people walking toward us. She asked why I was nervous and laughed.I put my purse in her lap just as a couple was walking by. They didn’t look anyway and Amy kept going the whole time, my purse moving with the motion of her hand’s sexual rhythm. I couldn’t take it anymore and pushed up one side of my sundress just high enough to get my hand underneath and start rubbing my clit, which was already swollen.Amy started going faster and my purse fell onto the floor of the car. I could hear the sound of her juices as her fingers worked in and out.  I reached over with my other hand and touched her on the forearm. She shuddered, getting close to orgasm. I took her bottle of lube and squirted some on my fingers just like she had and lost all control or care, pulling my dress up so that we were both exposed and started fucking myself furiously with my fingers and rubbing my clit in tight little circles. She came as soon as I started with my fingers and sat there slowly caressing her pussy with one hand and my left thigh with her other hand. I could feel her juicyness on my thigh from her wet fingers and it pushed me over the top. I screamed her name...“How did you know my name?"I was panting still, but laughed and smiled at her. How could anyone not love this woman?She drove me to my car and we went home and had one of the most passionate nights I can remember.   

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