Jackson and Terri were driving to meet some friends for dinner. This meeting had been planned for several weeks for tonight. They had both come home from work in time to change clothes and head back out the door. As they drove, Jackson was quiet and Terri asked, “What’s wrong, baby?”

“Nothing’s wrong. Why do you ask?” he responded.

Terri touched him on his leg, saying, “I ask what’s wrong because I know you. You are being very quiet and I can see it on your face. Something is wrong. I want you to tell me what it is.”

“Really,” Jackson replied. “There isn’t anything wrong. It’s just that I would have liked to stay home tonight and cuddle up with you in bed. We’ve both been swamped this week and haven’t had any time to be close.”

“Why didn’t you say anything? We could have changed plans,” she said sweetly as she touched his cheek.

“No, we couldn’t,” Jackson explained. “You have been looking forward to meeting this couple for dinner for a while and I can wait. But you had better not be tired when we get home.”

“Would you like me to call them and cancel?” Terri asked.

“No, I wouldn’t,” he told her. “They are on their way just like we are. I promise to be friendly and charming. But I’ll be thinking about what I will do to you when we get home.”

“You’re not going to be grumpy?” she asked, showing a small teasing smile.

“I will not. Now stop it and let’s talk about something else.”

“Well,” Terri suggested, “You could tell me what you’re going to do to me when we get home.”

“You want me to look into the future and give you a play-by-play?” Jackson asked with a big smile.

“Yes, I do,” Terri answered. She leaned over, kissed his cheek, and whispered, “I need to know if I should skip dessert so we can get home sooner.”

“Alright,” he said, “First, I plan to undress you. You’ll just stand there while I unbutton your blouse and then take off your skirt. Then your blouse will come off and I’ll have you in panties and bra. After a little kissing, I’ll take off your bra and spend quality time with your luscious breasts. I think each of your nipples will want a little attention and I’ll give it to them.”

“What about my panties?” Terri asked in a teasing voice.

“Oh, I’ll get to them,” he told her. “But while I concentrate on your nipples, I’ll have a hand between your legs. I’ll be moving it around until you start getting excited and open your legs for me. Then I’ll move my fingers over your pussy and push my fingers into your silky panties until they are wet. And I mean really wet. And then I’ll kneel down and pull them off of you. I’ll kiss you between your legs and run my tongue over you. I’ll push one or two fingers up into you and feel your creamy wetness.”

“My panties are wet right now, just listening to you tell me what you’re planning,” she told him. “Do you want to feel how wet?”

He glanced over at her with that ‘are you kidding?’ look and said, “You know I do, Terri. I always want to feel you when you’re wet. Take your panties off right now so I can get to you,” Jackson said softly.

“Aren’t we almost there?” she asked.

“We’re close,” he answered, “But that has nothing to do with the fact that I want you to take your panties off.”

“All right. All Right,” Terri said as she pulled her skirt up. When she had the panties in her hand, Terri looked at him, asking, “Are you going to let me put them back on?”

“I don’t know yet,” he told his wife. “Just put them in your purse for now and we’ll figure out the rest later.”

She smirked but did as he suggested before sitting back and rearranging her skirt. However, as soon as she did, Jackson put his hand between her legs and began to slowly move it upward. He felt Terri move to open her legs for him. He knew she wanted him to touch her as badly as he wanted.

As he guessed, when his hand reached its destination, she opened her legs more for him and sucked in some air as he touched her. But, as was so often the case, Terri was very wet and simply touching her made him hard in an instant.

“I told you I was wet,” she whispered.

“Do you know how it drives me crazy when I touch you and feel you dripping wet?” he asked.

Terri ran her hand up his arm, squeezed a little bit and said, “As many times as you’ve done it, I do know what it does to you. Do I need to put my hand between your legs to know that you are already hard?”

“Not more than I need to touch your breasts to know that your nipples are already as stiff as little pebbles,” he offered.

Terri leaned over and kissed him softly on the side of his face. She put her mouth next to his ear, saying, “I know that touching me there drives you crazy. I go pretty crazy myself when you do it. I just don’t want you to stop. I never want you to stop. Oh god, that feels so good.” She leaned her head against the seat and closed her eyes.

Jackson had run a finger deep inside her and was pushing it in and out, coating her clit with her juices. His fingers glided over her like she was made of satin. Terri put her hand on his arm and pulled it tighter to her as if to tell him she wanted more pressure. She moaned and began to press her hips outward to meet his finger as it slid inside her.

Just then, Jackson saw the restaurant where they were to meet their friends and turned into the parking lot (without taking his hand away from her). He glanced at the clock on the dash and noted that they were about ten minutes early. Jackson headed the car to the back of the parking lot, pulled into a spot, and turned off the headlights. Without turning off the engine, he turned to Terri and took her in his arms, kissing her with all the passion he felt. Terri unhooked her seat belt so that she could respond to him. Once again, he slipped a hand between her legs. Terri opened her legs to welcome him there.

“I want to make you cum, so I can feel and hear it. The only thing keeping me from fucking you here and now is the console between us and these damned bucket seats.”

He felt her reach for the seat controls and recline her seat halfway. His hand was very wet from her juices. It felt like she was overflowing. Jackson pushed two fingers inside her pussy and put another damp finger on her clit, moving them together to excite her more. She began thrusting against his hand and making little moaning-type noises. He moved his hand faster and she pushed against him while her noises became louder and more urgent. “Cum for me, baby,” Jackson whispered. “I want you to cum for me.”

“Oh yes,” she said none too softly, “Oh, god, yes. I’m almost there.” Suddenly a gush of air came from deep inside her and he felt her stiffen. Terri put her arms around his neck and pulled him to her face, kissing him deeply. He moved his finger away from her clit, but did not take them from her extremely wet pussy, continuing to move it slowly in and out.

Terri relaxed her grip on Jackson’s neck and pulled away to look at him. “Damn, that was good,” she said. “Now, let’s go home so I can get what I want.”

“And what would that be?” he asked with a grin.

“It would be you inside me. You know that. I need to feel your thick cock stretch me. I want to feel you cum inside me,” Terri said, returning to her soft voice.

“I promise to be your sex slave when we get home after dinner. If you are still awake,” Jackson said and kissed her.

She sat up and pushed him back in his seat before looking around the parking lot. Terri leaned over and kissed him as she dropped her hand between his legs. “Oh baby,” she whispered, “You can’t go in the restaurant like that. Look how hard you still are. Is that painful?”

Before Jackson could say a word, Terri had unzipped his pants and slid her hand inside the opening. Before he could suggest that she shouldn’t do that right now, Terri had found the fly to his boxers and pushed her hand in to feel his flesh and stiff cock. She looked at him and he could feel her run her thumb over the head and feel his precum that had formed while he was working on her. “Oh, Jax, feel that,” Terri said, running her fingers through his fluids and sliding up and down his shaft. “How can I make it go down?” she asked in mock seriousness.

He was very aware that she knew that once she got her hand on his skin, he would be unable to say “No” to anything she might suggest.

Terri continued to move her hand up and down on him inside his pants and said, “I think it might actually be getting harder. I should really do something about that, shouldn’t I?”

Jackson knew that he was lost and no longer had any self-will. He simply moved his seat back and started to open his trousers. She helped him pull them down enough that he sat bare-ass on the seat. Terri again took his cock in her hand and began to work it, but now she put her lips to his ear and asked, “What do you want me to do now, sweetheart? You want me to do what I’m doing with my hand? Does that feel good?”

All he could do was nod his head up and down and make a slight sound that sounded like maybe it was yes.

Without looking down, she continued to whisper to him, “Or would you like me to go down on you? You want to feel my tongue around the head? Do you want to feel my lips sliding down your shaft? Or maybe you want to cum in my mouth. Tell me what you want, Jax. I think I want you to cum for me before we have dinner.”

In a pure frenzy, Jackson pulled her face to his and kissed her wildly. He moved his ass up and down so she would continue stroking his cock. Jax was kissing her wildly and fucking her hand, his juices rolling out of him and making lube for her palm. It was clear to Jackson that he wasn’t going to last long. The man was just too excited. He pulled his mouth away from hers and said, “Put me in your mouth, baby. That’s what I want.”

“Tell me what you want to do,” she told him. “I want to hear you tell me what you want.”

“Please, lover,” he moaned.

“I want to hear you tell me what you want,” she said again and she rubbed her thumb over the head of his very wet cock.

“I want my cock in your mouth. Please, put your mouth on me and suck me until I cum. I want to cum in your mouth,” he told her before the madness set in.

She kissed him softly and said, “That’s what I wanted to hear. Now, sit back and let me do the rest of the work.” Terri dropped her head into her husband’s lap and took the head of his cock into her mouth. She surrounded his stiffness with her lips, sucking on it and running her tongue around it.

Jackson slammed his head back against the headrest and cried out, “Oh, god, sugar. Please don’t stop.”

Terri cupped his balls in her hand, squeezing them slightly before taking all of his cock into her mouth. She held still a second, squeezing his balls, before moving her mouth up and down. With each stroke, she added a little extra time to the head.

Jackson knew that she sensed how close he was. Terri began to move faster and made noises to let him know she could taste him. She wanted Jackson to know how good it was to have his stiff cock in her mouth.

He could feel it start. He could feel it grow. There wasn’t anything he could ever have done to stop it, even if he had wanted. He pushed himself up into Terri’s mouth and exploded. Jackson felt pulse after pulse of thrill and joy. He felt like she had squeezed it out of him and left him drained. The gasp coming from his mouth was so loud that it shook them both.

Terri held his cock in her mouth until he pulled away. Moving back up to his face and looked into his eyes. “You were very excited, weren’t you, baby?” she asked. “That was wonderful.” Looking out the back window, Terri said, “But you better put your pants back on because our friends have just pulled into a parking space. I’m gonna bet they aren’t going to have a quickie before going inside.”