“Now git!” She said playfully, jerking her head slightly toward the door. I smiled at her and gave her one more brief kiss and then walked to the door. I turned one last time and smiled at her. She smiled back but it seemed like a sad smile. I turned and walked out the door.
The first part of my trip was over two hours on the freeway. It left a lot of opportunity for daydreaming, most of which was reliving the previous 12 hours. I had had no idea sex would feel so good. I thought about how I had been thrusting in and out of Jean’s pussy and how she was so obviously enjoying it. Her tits swaying back and forth and her swollen erotic nipples bouncing back and forth with them. My thoughts went to her reactions during her orgasms. The twitching and quivering and her uncontrollable grunting. And of course the pulsating contractions of her vagina as it gripped my cock.
I had been surprised at how wet sex was. I smiled at the thought of the dried coating of cum and pussy juice that was still on my cock, which was now hard from my erotic memories. I imagined Jean snuggling next to me, pressing her tits against me, and stroking my hard cock. I wondered if Jean sucked cock. No! No way that a woman as nice and classy as Jean would do that. But then I visualized Jean’s pretty face lowering over my cock and engulfing it. Jesus! I’d probably cum immediately! In fact I was close to unzipping my pants and jacking off when I suddenly realized I was half out of my lane and driving erratically.
I shook myself from my reverie and tried to concentrate on the rest of the day. Jean and I had not talked about tonight but I assumed Jim wouldn’t be home until Sunday so there was probably no reason I couldn’t spend tonight with her. Hell, maybe even Saturday and Saturday night too! I thought about lying next to her naked body and feeling her breasts, caressing her stomach and thighs and exploring her wet pussy. I remembered the faint musty odor of her arousal and thought about what it would be like to perform cunninglus on her. It seemed gross when I had first learned about it but l had liked the smell coming from Jean’s pussy and the thought of exploring her up close and licking her pussy lips and clit was exciting. I wondered if she would even let me do it.
I had to start concentrating on driving and getting my route done so I could get back before quitting time. I would have to pull her aside so we could make plans but I could come up with a work reason to do that.
My first stop was frustrating as it seemed to take forever to get unloaded but then things started going better. I grabbed some candy bars from a machine for lunch and by 2 pm I was empty and ready for the trip home. I figured I should be there by 4:15 or 4:30. That was probably a record for that run. I knew I would take some shit from the other guys for getting such a plum run done so quick but I didn’t care. Soon I was on the freeway heading home and daydreaming again about the night before.
As I drove into the yard my heart started beating faster thinking about seeing Jean. I grabbed my paperwork and walked toward the office with my heart palpitating. I felt my cock begin to harden as I got closer to seeing her. I imagined her smile when she saw me and pictured her pretty face sitting above her big tits. I knew she would be wearing a conservative blouse or sweater that showed no hint of cleavage or nipple. I smiled as I thought about that because I knew what was underneath it. I chuckled to myself as I realized that I could tell Larry that, yes, Jean does have big nipples.