1. Dinner with Rick


    Date: 9/28/2015, Categories: Hardcore, Author: crack-crack, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    to the exit, his hand on the small of her back, while I followed behind them. Surprisingly, no one seemed to notice the front of her dress on the way out. They were the perfect couple, on their way home for the perfect fuck. Outside, Rick put his arm around her and pulled her close. &#034Goodnight, G,&#034 he said graciously. &#034We should do this again sometime soon. It was good to see you again.&#034 As he guided her away from me toward the back of the parking lot, she looked back at me again and again, as if asking me whether she should go with him. I stood there, frozen to the pavement, waiting for the game to end, for him to release her and have her run back into my arms. When she no longer looked back, I began to follow them at a distance, not quite sure what I was about to do. They reached his car, he opened the passenger door, and she got in. She didn't hesitate or look back at me this time. I saw the little black dress rise seductively over Dolly's bare thighs as her lovely legs disappeared inside the car. I stood some sixty feet away, in the shadows, wondering if my wife had decided to change our game on her own. We had agreed we would both be present at all times with Rick, for her safety. It was to be our game, a fantasy in which she and I would always both participate, an extension of our relationship. As Rick circled around the back of the car, he paused and looked directly at me. So, this was it. He was the alpha male, playing his role so well that I would ...
    doubt Dolly's ability to stick to our agreement. He knew I would follow them. He knew he could make my fantasy a reality - to make me truly believe her total surrender to him, or to at least seriously question Dolly's self control. But his look was a deeply serious one, for perhaps ten seconds, before he opened the door to his car and got in. Again I stood frozen and confused, worried that the car would start and they would disappear into the night. I had no idea where Rick lived, and doubted I could get to my car in time to follow them. I saw him pull her close to him, then the silhouette of their kiss. So was this his plan? To have me watch as he took her in his car in a public place? Dolly had fantasies of sex in public. Had she confessed to him in her passion? I watched them from the shadows for twenty minutes. From that distance, through the back window of a darkened car, much of what they did was difficult at best to make out. Then the passenger door opened, Dolly's bare thighs and little black dress slipped into the light, and she walked to me, her hair in a wild tangle, her dress now open nearly to the waist. She was still a little d***k, but managed a sultry pace across the parking lot. I took her in my arms and kissed her. She pressed her body into me, her soft curves so willing and accessible just beneath the thin dress. In the car, she asked me, &#034Do you want to know what we did?&#034 &#034Do you want to tell me?&#034 &#034Mmmm, yes I do.&#034 &#034Did you have ...
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