A Loving Wife In The Car Pt. 02

That night I came home and found my husband all packed and ready to leave for his trip the next morning. We all ate dinner together, then watched TV until bedtime. We cuddled all night, him right behind me with his and my hand over my lower abdomen. He was rubbing it gently, caressing my bare stomach.

It felt so good having him right there behind me. We fell asleep just like that.

I was kind of sad when I woke up and found him already gone. I reached over to the other side of the bed and it felt cold and empty. When I finally got out of bed and turned on the lights, I found my diaphragm cases on my nightstand with a note on them.

"Make sure you take these with you Friday!" Was all it said.

That afternoon, during my conversation with Mr. Wednesday, he started asking about my diaphragm.

"Will you be bringing your diaphragm with you on Friday?"

"I plan to, why? Do you not like it?"

"No, I do like it. I like it a lot. I was just wondering what my options were?"

"What do you mean, options? Either that or a condom, if you get any at all." I joked with him.

"Hmmm... You don't trust me to pull out?"

Just reading that almost made me orgasm. I could feel my panties getting wet thinking about not putting it in and "Trusting" that he would pull out. I decided I wanted to tell him part of the truth.

"Saturday I will be at my most fertile time, and it isn't that I don't trust you, it's just that I have been dreaming of being with you since our last time, and I really enjoyed feeling you cum inside of me last time, so much so that I want to feel it again. If I don't put it in, then there would be a really good chance that you would get me pregnant."

I had a meeting to go to, so I put my phone in a drawer and walked out of my office.

When I returned, I quickly pulled my phone out of the drawer and went to the bathroom. I had been gone for about 30 minutes, and found 4 new messages on my phone. One was from my husband, the others from Mr. Wednesday.

"Wow, you are taking quite the chance!"

"I can't wait to see you!"

"It would be soo hot if you didn't bring any protection."

I read his comments, and could feel my pussy getting wetter and wetter. I thought for a minute about what I should say. I looked down and typed it out, then hit send before I could change my mind.

"You are being very naughty. The thought of not having any protection is really turning me on!"

I locked the stall behind me and lifted up my dress. I pulled my light blue thong to the side and snapped a picture of my naked pussy, then snapped a second. I walked back out to my office and sat down.

I had a new message from him. "I'm glad you like it! I would love to know that you don't have anything stopping it!"

I pulled up the picture and sent it to him. I then sent him the second picture. After that I asked him to tell me which pussy had the diaphragm in it and which didn't.

"I have no idea!"

"Exactly!"

"BTW, that really turned me on!"

"I'm really turned on right now!" I sent.

The rest of the day went basically the same way. By the time I got home I was a nervous wreck. I couldn't wait for Friday. As soon as the baby went to sleep, I pulled out my toy and started pushing it deep inside of me. It only took me about a few seconds before I started cumming all over that big hard black toy. My orgasm was so strong that I passed out. I woke up a few hours later and found the toy still inside of me, my lights still on, and a couple texts on my phone. I cleaned everything up, then plugged my phone in and turned off the lights.

Laying there, I couldn't help but wonder who texted me. I picked up my phone and found that UPS Guy had sent me some pictures of his big hard black cock. The last one was his cum leaking down from the tip, all the way to his big black balls. The caption read "This will all be inside of you Friday night. I hope you forget to use protection when that happens!"

Just reading got me so hot that I ran my fingers over my clit and came hard again. It felt soo good, and I couldn't stop imagining his bare cock inside my bare pussy. My dreams didn't help any and I woke up even hornier than when I fell asleep. Sad to say I woke up late and couldn't do anything about it.

The first text I got from him was on the same lines as the last, showing me his morning wood, and how he couldn't wait to be with me.

I told him I couldn't wait either and that I really enjoyed his pictures last night and that I couldn't wait to feel all of it, deep inside of me.

Needless to say, I didn't get a whole lot done that day, and that night, I had to take care of myself all over again. So much for saving myself for Friday Night.

Friday morning, I woke up extra early. I planned everything out for work, then planned everything out for later that night. I would have time to come home and shower and get ready before my "date", but still wore a very tiny thong and matching red bra. I snapped a couple pictures of it, then sent it to my lover.

I got my son ready and we left a little early for work. I dropped him off with his weekend bag, then drove to work. That sexy dad was there, so I made sure to shake my ass a little more than usual. He walked up behind me and asked me for my number. I gave it to him, then drove off. I could see his ring on his finger, but I didn't care. I thought about him texting me later and seeing what he was like. Too bad it took him so long, he could have been the father of my next baby, I thought, then laughed as I drove off. Maybe the next one, I half kidded with myself.

The day seemed to drag on and on. We had more fires that needed to be put out that day than I could remember, but somehow we made it through the day. I did see Mr. UPS that day, but just enough to say hello. Seeing him did make my day, and I could feel my pussy tingling when he looked at me.

I had texted my mom to make sure they were still alright with taking the baby for the weekend. They wanted to go up north, and would drop him off Sunday afternoon. I told her that would be fine and thanked her.

When it was time to go, I got a text saying, "How does 7 sound?

"That should be fine. Where do you want to meet?"

"I could pick you up, if that would work?"

I thought about it for a second... "Sure, I'll send you my address."

After I had my plans, I checked with my mom to make sure she had everything and had picked up my son.

She said he was already here, and that she had plenty of clothes for the weekend and to not worry. No matter how many times she told me, I still worried.

I drove straight home to get ready for my night out. It felt strange walking in with the house completely empty. I walked by my son's room and looked in for a couple minutes, then walked into my bedroom and slipped my dress off my shoulders. I had just a little more than an hour to get ready, so I laid down and rested my eyes for a minute. I looked over at my nightstand and just stared at the pink and blue cases sitting there.

After a few minutes, I made myself get up. The first thing I did was grab both of the cases and put them into one of the more discreet pockets in my purse. I then stripped off my bra and panties. I walked into the bathroom and slipped into my robe, then fixed my makeup and hair. When I was all done, I snapped a pic and sent it to my husband, making sure to open the top of my robe and just let it show my cleavage and a nice amount of my breasts.

He was very happy with the pic I sent, then asked if I had grabbed the cases from the nightstand.

I assured him I had, then walked over to my purse, opened it up, and sent him a picture with both of the cases nestled nicely inside of the pocket.

"You should put one inside of you right now, and leave the other one at home..." "Do it just like you did last time, and put the empty case in your purse. I'll tell you when you can look at it later..."

"Ok." I responded. I grabbed my purse and headed into the bathroom. I didn't tell him I knew which one was where, seeing as how I had just placed them in there, but I assumed he knew and wanted to see what I would do. I walked into the bathroom, sat down and closed my eyes.

I reached in, opening the case, then pulled out the diaphragm. I slipped it inside of me then pulled out the other case and put it away in the drawer right next to me. I closed the drawer before I could see which one it was then texted him, "All Done."

I knew it was getting late, so I walked over to my nightstand and grabbed my bustier. I slipped it on, then straightened out the garters. I slipped on my silk stockings and attached the garters to them one leg at a time. I thought about leaving the panties off, but I knew they completed the outfit, so I slipped them up my legs. I had to adjust the crotch a little, because the straps were pressing against my clit and slipping up inside my pussy.

Once everything was in place, I ran my fingers across my bare, pouty, exposed lips, feeling the smoothness and wetness already forming. I started wondering how I was going to make it all the way through the night being as turned on as I was. I thought about finishing myself off really quickly, but was startled when I heard my phone buzz.

Mr. UPS was 5 minutes away. I needed to finish getting ready. I read the last message from my husband.

"Send me a picture of the case you put away."

I slipped on my dress, then my black high heels and walked into the bathroom. I spun myself around, checking myself out and smiling at how sexy I looked. I wondered how he would be able to keep from fucking me as soon as he saw me. I smiled to myself, then grabbed the phone, set up the camera, closed my eyes, opened the drawer and snapped a pic.

I closed the drawer just as I heard the doorbell ring. I turned and walked out of the bathroom, grabbed my purse, and walked toward the door. I didn't want to see the picture I took until I was already leaving the house. I might chicken out, I thought. So I walked to the front door and opened it.

He took my breath away standing there in a very nice button down white shirt and slacks. He was holding a beautiful bouquet of flowers for me. I reached out, took his hand, and led him into the house. I thanked him for the flowers, then grabbed them out of his hand and leaned in and wrapped my arms around him and kissed him deeply.

I felt his arms wrap around me, pulling me close to him. I could feel his cock getting hard against my abdomen. I started rubbing my body up against it gently, feeling it grow even more as we sat there kissing each other.

He broke the kiss, telling me we had reservations and that we needed to get going. Reluctantly, I led him into the kitchen, found a vase, and put the flowers in it, then added some water. I turned around and found him right behind me. I reached up, wrapped my hands around his neck, and pulled him into me for another soft, quick kiss.

I broke the kiss, while still rubbing my abdomen against his hardened cock, leaned up to his ear and said, "We should be going!"

He just nodded.

I pulled away, turned around and headed for the door. I felt him reach for my hand and grab it as we walked out the door. He held my hand all the way to the car, opening the door and guiding me in.

The whole drive, he held my hand as we chatted about work and some of the things he had planned. The restaurant we were going to was not a super fancy restaurant, but it wasn't a dive either. We had a nice meal along with a couple bottles of good wine.

He held my hand on top of the table as much as he could. Every now and then he would lean in and kiss me on the lips. I was enjoying all the attention he was giving me, as well as every person in the restaurant. I could feel their eyes looking at us as we kissed and talked and ate.

I didn't mind the attention. When we were all done and he had paid the check, he stood up, reached for my hand and helped me up. I couldn't help but spreading my legs a little, giving him a little show as he did. My dress was just long enough to cover my thigh high lace tops, but as I scooted out, it had ridden up. I spread my legs wide, exposing my bare pussy to him as I got out of the booth. I straightened my dress once I stood up, then excused myself to the ladies room.

I cleaned myself up, fixed my hair and makeup, then walked back out and grabbed his hand. We walked out to the car, and just before he opened the door, he turned to me and kissed me deeply, pressing me up against the car. I could feel his cock hardening against my abdomen as I pressed harder into him.

He finally broke the kiss, stepped away, then opened the door. As I passed by him to get into the car, I felt his arms wrap around me from behind. I felt his hot breath on my neck, and his body pressed up against me from behind. I felt him kiss my neck, sending shivers up and down my spine.

I pressed my ass back against him, feeling his big hard cock wedge between my ass cheeks. I was ready to take this some place more private, when he said he wanted to go dancing. I didn't mind, but my pussy was aching for his cock.

I told him that was fine, then scooted into the car and waited for him to get in. It was a very small car, but it was nice with leather seats and full leather dash and the stereo was nice. I liked trucks myself, but I liked how when I sat into his car, it gave him a nice view between my legs.

When he finally joined me, he leaned in and kissed me again. I let my hand wander onto his thigh, starting to tease him by rubbing up and down his sexy thick thigh. The drive was short and we were pulling into the club before I even knew it.

He was greeted at the door by the bouncer, who let us right in and led us to our table. He was a big black guy, maybe 6' 8" and huge muscles. He looked me up and down, telling Mr. UPS what a hot little number he had with him tonight. When the bouncer saw my wedding ring, he kinda glanced at me, winked, then said if Larry couldn't help me, that he could.

I grabbed Larry's hand and squeezed it as we sat down. Half the night, guys kept coming over and talking to Larry. I started thinking I was being showed off. It wasn't long until he asked me to dance.

We danced to a couple slow songs, but once they were over, he would bring me back to the table. It wasn't long until one his friends asked me to dance during a fast song. I quickly understood why he would bring me back to the table.

I was pretty sure every black guy on the dance floor got a nice feel of my round ass while we danced. I didn't say anything, but when I got back to the table, I took a long drink of my Martini and grabbed Larry's hand.

He asked me how it was, so I leaned in and told him every guy had now felt my ass or my tits in the club. He turned and smiled at me, leaning in to kiss me. I leaned in, placing my hand on his thigh, feeling his cock bulging under the table.

I danced a couple more slow songs with him, and he let them take me out to the dance floor a few more times, watching as I was groped by the guys. On the last dance, I was sandwiched between two different guys. I could feel a hard cock pressing into my ass and one pressing into my abdomen.

I don't know what came over me, but I started pressing my ass back hard into the guy behind me, while feeling the guy in front of me grinding his hardening cock into my abdomen. I wrapped my arms around the guy in front of me as I ground my ass back harder against the guy behind me. I could feel my pussy getting soaking wet, when all of a sudden, I felt a hand slip under my dress and begin to fondle my exposed labia.

I couldn't help myself as I ground my pussy into his hand until I felt his finger slip up inside of me. I looked up into the guy's eyes in front of me, almost begging him to kiss me as I felt a second finger slip in next to the first one.

It wasn't but a minute later that I felt a hand on my arm. Just as the hand started tightening on my arm, I felt the fingers slip out of my pussy. I looked over half dazed and saw Larry's eyes staring at me. He had a huge smile on his face. I glanced down and could easily make out his huge cock pressing against the material of his white slacks.

He introduced me to his friends as Jerome and Tiny. Tiny was the one behind me, who had also been the one with his fingers slipping inside of me not too long ago. Larry walked me back to the table. I started to apologize, when he turned around and kissed me deeply just before guiding me into my seat.

He sat down next to me, placing his hand high on my thigh, then asked if I was done here or if I wanted to stay longer.

I thought about making him watch me a couple more times with his friends, making him jealous and hard at the same time, but decided I couldn't even trust myself to not let it get out of hand.

"What did you have in mind?"

"A bar I know of, not far from where I live? Just a couple drinks if that's alright with you?"

I thought about asking him if he was planning on showing off his white trophy wife anywhere else, but refrained. I think I got him back enough. I agreed and said, "As long as it is a little more mellow than this. I don't think I can dance anymore."

"I promise it is. I don't like to drink and drive and this place is just around the corner from my place."

I thought about the implications, but kept them to myself as I agreed to going to one more place before heading back to his place with him. I think I might have smiled a little too long as I felt his fingers trace up my thigh and brush my bare labia and pussy that had just been getting fingered by his friend.

He smiled as he felt my wetness and smiled even bigger as I ran my hand up and down his hard cock. I told him we better get going before this gets out of hand. He agreed, saying he had already paid the bill. He stood up, trying to adjust himself as he held out his hand for me. I spread my legs and stepped out of the booth, showing off as much for Larry as his friends. I saw his eyes almost bug out of his eyes and I am pretty sure I saw his cock twitch a little.

Once in the car I felt his hand high on my thigh, slipping down between my legs and up to my bare thigh above my stocking tops. I felt his hands slip higher and higher until he was pressing them against my bare labia. I started pressing my pussy up against his hand as I started stroking his big hard cock through his pants.

The drive was nowhere near as long as I had hoped and just as I felt his finger press against my clit, I felt the car pull in to this little strip mall. I looked up and noticed we were already at the bar. I started pressing myself against his hand harder, feeling his fingers slip in between my lips and slip up into my opening.

I felt the car stop and I felt his hand leave my pussy as he put it in park. I grabbed his head and pulled him in to me for a long slow kiss. I felt his hand slip up under my dress and him fumbling around until he found the spot and slipped his fingers back inside of me.

I pulled his ear close as I whispered, "your friend Tiny had his fingers there earlier. I bet he wanted to stick his hard cock deep inside of me too! If you hadn't intervened, I might have let him!"

I heard him moan as I felt him slip another finger inside of me and start playing with my clit a little. "Did he? And you liked it?"

"Oh yeah, it was so hot. I was pushing my ass back and grinding my pussy on his fingers just as you walked up!"

"We've tag teamed a few bitched back in the day. I bet he would have loved to have gotten his cock out and slipped it up inside of you!"

"Oh yeah, I don't think I would have been able to stop him," I said as I felt myself getting close to cumming. I pushed him away and pulled his hand out from under my dress. I knew where this would lead and I knew he wanted to get some drinks, so I was going to make him suffer a little longer.