Chapter 1

I am Amy Ann Cardwell and I am going to recall the hottest summer of my life. I’ve got to hurry because my husband is at work. He might get jealous, haha. Mmm, where do I even start ... It was the summer of 1985, in a small town in Virginia.

I was an 18 year old cashier girl at the local grocery store. Stocked shelves, rung up groceries, cleaned, etc. Just an easy little job to give me a little running around money. One hot June night, I had just worked the closing shift, 2 pm to 10 pm. I was locking up the doors, the hot wind blowing my sandy colored hair softly. I slipped the store keys back in my pocket and started toward my car in the parking lot. As I was walking, I heard faint noises. Almost like crying? I stopped in my tracks to listen better.

“Ahhh, yes. Mmm...” My young heart started beating faster. That was not crying, that was some woman feeling a lot of pleasure. I walked toward the noise quietly, trying to investigate. The sexy sounds were getting louder as I approached the dumpsters. I crouched down behind the dumpster and peaked out. There was a car parked out there, with the hatch in the back opened.

“Oooh my god...” I was close enough to hear the intimate slaps and the man grunting. They were having sex in the back of their car outside of my workplace. I was quite taken aback, but as an 18 year old virgin, I couldn’t help it that I was getting wet. Not thinking, I stood up and walked toward the car, wanting a better look. ‘If they catch me, I can just say I’m an employee so I was coming to see who was behind my store.’ My mind and my hormones were going wild. I peaked around the car and saw an extremely attractive man just going to town on a skinny brunette with quite possibly the largest breasts I’ve ever seen. Her breasts were bouncing each time he plunged himself back in. He threw his head back.

“Ah! Ah! Holy shit, I’m trying to hold back...” He slowed down and pulled halfway out, I saw his wet, slightly pink penis twitch in excitement. At this point my vagina was leaking, this was by far the hottest thing that had happened to me. All of a sudden, I caught his eye and he immediately pulled out of his lover, drops of precum falling to the ground from the tip. His wet, unsatisfied penis shining in the moonlight.

“Holy shit, lady!” The really pretty girl sat up and covered her magnificent chest. I came up with something quick,

“I’m sorry, hun, I just work here and was leaving for the night and wondered if y’all were having car trouble. My bad!” This guy was confident. He didn’t once cover up his beautiful dick while he talked to me. It was still raging hard. I knew he was immediately going to go back to fucking her as soon as I left. He actually started smiling and walked toward me, so his girl wouldn’t see us from the back of the vehicle.

“That’s alright, girl. What’s your name?” My heart was racing,

“I ... uh. My name is Amy Ann. Yours, sir?” He leaned on the side of his car.

“I’m Billy Striker. New to town. My girl, Camaro Karsen, and I are drifters. Don’t really wanna settle anywhere for right now, ya know?” I nervously smiled and nodded. He opened a door and bent over, searching for something inside the car. He pulled out a cigarette and a 5 dollar bill. He handed the money to me and winked.

“Well, Amy, this is for you. Maybe try to pretend you didn’t see this.” He chuckled and I nodded again.

“Your secret is safe with me, Billy.” He leaned in closer to me and looked deep in my eyes. His big brown eyes were hypnotizing.

“By the way,” he whispered at me.

“You’re totally my type. Wish my girl in there wasn’t so jealous. We’d devour you...” My breath hitched and I suddenly felt warm all over. I could feel my nipples getting hard as I watched him walking back to his girl. I turned around to get back to my own car. My panties were soaked and there was a heartbeat in my vagina. I was instantly jealous of the girl named Camaro in Billy’s car. ‘I bet they’re back at it...” My thoughts were racing the whole drive home.