"Looks great!" Penny said. Ernest beamed.
"Enough chitchatting. Places!" Edna called out through a megaphone.
Ida, Dottie, and Bettina were all in full costume. They made convincing witches.
"They look so spooky, don’t they?" Penny said, squeezing my arm.
"Yep, like scary old hags," I joked.
"I heard that!" Ida shouted in the middle of her line.
"Don't break character," her sister Edna scolded. "If Garrett didn't have to play Macbeth, I'd have him jump in and do your part."
Finally, Penny and I were on stage together. People think ofRomeo and Julietas a romantic play. ButMacbethis romantic in its own way. The Macbeths are a long-time married couple who know each other intimately. Then of course they start seeing spirits and plotting a series of murderers, but hey, love in the time of Halloween.
Speaking of romance, something stirred in me when I held Penny and recited the line, "my dearest love."
I wanted what the Macbeths had—not the stabbing and murdering, but the easy and deep and knowing love the two Macbeths had for each other. I wanted Penny with me for this Halloween and every one after. Plus all the other holidays, though I didn't care for them particularly. Maybe they would be more fun with Penny around.
The rest of rehearsal went well. I had to admit, fighting with the swords was actually quite satisfying. Between the costumes and the set, by the time I died dramatically, I felt very much invested in the play.
Everyone applauded at the end after the man who was playing Macduff paraded around with a disturbingly realistic version of my severed head that the twins had made out of wax and clay.
"I hope the twins didn't use a real skull as the base for that prop," Penny said as I walked with her out to the car. "We don’t want to turn you off community theater. You're so perfect as Macbeth."
"And you're just perfect," I said, pulling her against me, breathing in the pumpkin-spice scent of her hair.
"I want you," I breathed against her neck. I pressed against her ass so she could feel the hard length of my cock through my pants.
"I guess we can go back to my place," she said breathlessly.
"No. I need you now."
57
Penny
"Ithought you didn't prefer quick and dirty," I teased, though my pussy was aching and wet with just the thought of him—and the thought of getting caught, if I was honest.
"Maybe I just need more data points," Garrett replied, bending down to kiss me.
"If you wanted to fuck me in the car," I told him when he released me, "I should have brought the hearse."
"I'm not fucking you in the hearse," he growled, opening the back door.
"You are a very large man in more ways than one," I said, "and I'm not sure if we can both fit in the back seat."
"Quick and dirty," he replied. I looked up. Archer hadn't completed all the parking lot improvement, and I had parked the car just outside of the ring of light of the last functioning bulb. Garrett ground his cock against me. My mouth felt slightly dry, and I wanted him immediately, right then and there.
I crawled into the back of the car, one leg on the floor, the other on the seat. Garrett ducked in behind me. He pushed up my skirt and pulled down my tights and panties. I panted, already wet and aching for him. He stroked me as he put on a condom, then he was in me.
Something about the angle, or the fact that we were fucking in a half-open car in a parking lot, really got me off. I was panting and moaning, not even trying to be quiet. Garrett kissed my neck and tangled his hand in my hair as he pounded into me. I ground my hips back against him as he fucked me, my breath coming out in high-pitched pants and curses, fogging up the window in front of me as his cock thrust into me. Garrett reached around to tease and play with my clit as he fucked me, the sensation making me moan loudly.
"You feel so good in my pussy," I gasped as he thrust into me. His cock slid all the way in, filling me, then out again. I bit my lip as his thumb stroked just right over my clit. I choked down a curse. Then he did it again. I was so close. His hand sped up, and his rhythm got faster and more forceful as he jackhammered into me. I came with a cry, and Garrett came shortly after.
The windows were fogged up like that scene inTitanic.
"I might have to have you fuck me in a car again sometime!"
