Getting Ready - Just In Case

Standing there with steamy hot water running down my breasts, I lean my head back and feel the water rivulets cascade down my back, across my ass. I slide my hands up the sides of my body, finding them heading towards my nipples and my mind turning toward you.

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You see, Adam may call today. I never know when, where, but I do know I'll be there when he does - no matter.

How an unlikely couple like us came to be is quite the journey. We had known each other for over a year through work and somehow the stars aligned and here we are. Two tiny towns, too close together, too hot to avoid.

It started pretty harmless, a little flirt here - a edgy text there - and soon the text that started it all came through while I was laying back in a hot bubble bath with the bubbles tickling the edges of my freshly shaved pussy lips.

"Whatcha up to?"

Answering him and hearing his request, really knowing what I wanted to be up to... shoved up against his chest with his hands tangled in my hair ... I knew there would be difficulty getting away as my husband was already home - and his wife was waiting for him at their house.

"You scared?" he asks - knowing what buttons to push because if you dare me, or tell me I can't, I'll die trying.

"I'm in," I answer back.

Quickly stepping out of the tub with the bubbles sliding across my nipples, already hard in anticipation, grabbing my clothes to head out the door for a quick "grocery store" run.

Back to today's shower and my mind wanderings to what I looked forward when, and if, he called - I slowly tweak on my nipples, leaning against the shower staff, the water joining my fingers teasing - stimulating.

My hands slowly move southward, sliding across my stomach onto my pussy which I'm getting ready to shave -- as a finger slides between my lips, brushing across my clit.

My mind wanders back to that first night again -- the nervousness as I drive towards the selected meeting spot, and as I crest the hill and see his vehicle actually there I softly whisper, "He's actually there."

Pulling up quickly for him to jump into my car, we were both so nervous we were almost quivering - or were quivering in anticipation - or at least I know I was. Nervous to be meeting him for the first time like this - nervous to be meeting anyone like this, nervous if he would actually want me, nervous to be scared of getting caught, nervous feeding into the excitement.

Not knowing where or how to start, I pulled into an abandoned farmhouse. Scared to death and not sure what we were doing, it took about 20 seconds to meet over the console, our mouths mashed together trying our best to not break the kiss as our hands began to grasp at each other.

"Come on," he whispered against my lips, as he crawled across the console to the back seat, raking the kids' homework folders into the floor.

"Absolutely,' I answered.

Two "teens" with several years experience, we weren't shy about what we wanted, we knew. Leaning back against the door, stretched across my back seat, he grabbed me and pulled me close as I kissed down his neck, behind his ear. As I felt him shudder under my tongue I knew we were in for an intense, mind blowing quickie - all we had time for. Reaching down for, what I found out later, is my man's favorite belt, it was quickly opened and his jeans began to slide down as he raised his hips, thrusting his long, hard cock toward my mouth hovering above it.

Taking the tip of my tongue and flicking it across the head, enjoying my first taste of many of his manhood, I circled his cock, slowly sliding it into my mouth as his hands go into my hair to hold my head still. We wanted to make this last - he knew, and I knew, we would both blow immediately if we didn't watch what we were doing.

Taking a breather from sucking on his cock head, I slurp up and down the sides of his shaft, the hot heavy breathing fogging up the windows as he reached for my shirt, pulling it over my head and taking a moment to flex his fingers and cover my, now bare, breasts before lowering his head to slowly roll the nipple buds around between his lips.

Pushing me back against the other door, he slid his hands down to my waistband, sliding the yoga pants down which I had thrown on in a rush to get out of the door. Throwing them in the floorboard, he cups my pussy, letting his finger dip between my lips, feeling the dripping wetness that he's caused, making his cock grow even harder as he knew what was next - the goal. We were going to fuck each other - lose the world for a few minutes and just be.

Sitting back in the seat, he pulls me across his lap, straddling his legs and grasping my hips to lower me gently onto his rod, engorged and swollen and hard as a rock. As my pussy lips spread to accommodate the hard cock coming at them, drops of pussy juice slide out and drip on him... and then it was there.

Adam's cock slid deep inside, filling me up completely and beginning the shattering of every nerve ending I have. Moving slowly, again trying to make it last as our bodies were in overdrive, he grabs my hips and scrubs me across his groin, my pussy grasping at his cock every move he was making. Soon, I reach for my clit knowing I'm within seconds - then it happens. He reaches down and grabs my hand pulling it away and jerking his cock back from my pussy.

"Not yet," he whispers.

Groaning, I struggle to mount back on him when he pushes me up against the back seat. On my knees in the backseat, the cold leather pushed up against my nipples, he reaches around me for my clit, bending me over as his cock finds its way deep inside me from behind - my ass cheeks slapping up against his body as he begins to pound it home.

'It's time," he whispers, "here we go.'

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Yes, it is, I think as I finish up the last stroke with my vibrating razor across my freshly shaved pussy lips in the shower, it's definitely time.

Buzz, my phone vibrates next to the shower.

Looking down I see:

"Whatcha doing?"

It's definitely time.