Carrying the bags in my hand, I walked Breeze outside to the curb and kissed her. She stood wrapped in me like she didn’t want to let me go. My brows furrowed as I looked down at her. “You good, baby? You sure you want to leave?” I questioned. She laughed then exhaled.
“This just feels strange,” she admitted. “I’ve never spent a night with anyone else, but I’ll be okay. Go enjoy yourself.”
I nodded as I watched her skeptically. She pecked my lips a couple of times, then she turned and got in her car and backed out of the driveway. Although I feel, to a certain degree, that we were both interested in having other experiences, if she turned around right now and said she wasn’t comfortable anymore, I would be cool with it.
I watched as she slowly pulled from the house and disappeared from my vision. The twenty-four hours had officially started, and our rules were now enforced. We had both disabled our locations, and we wouldn’t see or speak to each other until five p.m. tomorrow.
I got into the truck and tried to clear my mind as I went through the messages between Mercedes and me. So far, she’s stood by what she said. Since we exchanged numbers, she never reached out to me, only responding when there was information to share. That shit was important for me. The first sign that she thought she could play with my wife or make it more than it was supposed to be, I was going to pull the plug.
I clicked Cedes’ address, and the route popped up on the GPS. It was crazy that all this time, she had been less than twenty minutes away from our house. I drove there, and the closer I got, the more I started rethinking it.
I texted her and let her know that I was pulling up soon, so she could be ready when I made it there. Most niggas would think I was being a bitch. But it’s a different type of pressure when you’ve only been with one person for years. I knew my way aroundonebody. Being with someone else had me in my head. But there was no turning back.
Turning down an unpaved road, I drove until I reached a community that I wasn’t familiar with. It was a nice, quiet area with trimmed hedges, and no one outside. Once the GPS sounded an alert, alerting me that I had reached my destination, I sent her another message.
She walked outside a minute later and opened the back door to throw the bag that she had been carrying into the seat. Then she came to the front.
“Hey,” she spoke as she slid into the leather seats.
“What’s up?” I asked as I scanned her body. She wore a long green dress made of a see-through material. The more I looked, the more I could see her nipples hardening through it. She smelled good; the fragrance that she was wearing was something sweet. I could tell it was vanilla something.
We didn’t speak much before I changed the GPS to our destination. Her attention was on her phone. She sat in silence,scrolling with one leg on the floor and the other planted in my seat.
I drove for about twenty-five minutes. We had a long way to go before we reached the place where we would spend the night. But after a long stretch of silence, she finally spoke up.
“Why are you so nervous?” she asked as she reached over and rubbed my leg. I glanced at her.
“I’m cool,” I lied. I was definitely in my head.
Her hand snaked from my leg to find my dick through the material of the joggers that I was wearing. My shit got hard almost in an instant; she leaned over to me and pulled the elastic waistband and reached inside and grabbed my dick. I groaned at the feeling of her hands.
Cedes traced kisses down my jawline, then turned my head slightly. When I didn’t lean into her attempt to kiss me, she bit my lip. Then fished my dick from my pants and was stroking it as we continued to drive down the highway.
She leaned over and flicked the tip of my dick with her tongue. She started to take it inch by inch into her mouth. We were on the four-lane interstate, and her head was buried in my lap. Though no one could see through the presidential tinted windows on the truck.
I fought to keep my head up and my eyes open as I grabbed the back of her head and fucked her mouth from the seat. But the speed at which I was driving my truck, was evidence of how good she was sucking my shit. She didn’t tap out; she only repositioned her body so she could take it all. Her moans as she sucked me took me to another level. Her mouth was lethal.
“Damn, Mercedes,” I groaned, winded as I shot ropes of cum down her throat. She swallowed every drop and then smirked as she sat back in the chair and reclined it. I adjusted my dick in my pants.
“Now slow the hell down.” She giggled.
Planting her foot back into the leather seat, she hiked up her dress. She wasn’t wearing any panties, and from my angle, I could only tell that she was freshly waxed.
Her hands went between her legs as she rubbed her pussy right in the seat without a care in the world.
“Now I’m hornyyy. You need to pull over,” she whined as her hand moved faster against her middle.
The sight of her doing it had taken me by surprise. Cedes was freaked out.
We still had a way to go before we made it to our destination, so I did as she asked me. I got off at the next exit. The mile marker let me know there were several gas stations, businesses, and restaurants nearby. Checking my surroundings, I pulled into the parking lot of a medical building. It was the weekend, so it was closed, not a car in sight. I drove around back, same thing, it was empty. I pulled into a spot near a tree and put the truck in park.
“Come here,” I demanded as I let the seat back and reclined the chair to give her enough room to climb across the seat.
Lowering my pants, my dick sprang from my boxers.
I adjusted myself in the seat, and she fit comfortably. She lined my dick at her entrance, and we both groaned as she slid down. Her pussy was tight and gripped my dick. She threw her head back as she bottomed out and sat completely. I gripped her ass, digging my nails into her skin. She leaned forward and tried to kiss me again.
“Shit!” she panted as she bounced up and down on my dick.
