“It sure was a surprise,” I giggle. “I didn’t know you were into this kind of thing?” I ask in surprise.
“I didn’t know either, but when I heard about it… Well, the idea has kind of lived rent free in my brain until I finally googled it and found an underground group,” James replies almost shyly.
“Did you now,” I reply gently, understanding that James is showing his true feelings and kinks. “Well, I loved the surprise,” I say back, unable to control the smile that is spreading across my face. “Seeing you go wild like that; it did all kinds of things to me,” I say honestly.
“I loved it. Thank you for accepting doing this. I know this must all have been a surprise out of nowhere,” James says, lowering his forehead to mine.
“You know I’d do anything for you. You don’t need to keep anything like this a secret from me. You know what I have recently done and been a part of. Why shouldn’t you have your own kinks and desires? And if dogging sets you wild, I’m here for it.”
“Thank you Rose Petal, I knew you’d accept this of me.”
“Well you have done a lot of accepting of me lately,” I say thinking of the eight men for the first time in hours.
“And you have a few more things to come of your own,” whispers James with a mixture of shyness and cheekiness.
“Is that so Mr Bell? Well count me intrigued. What else do you have hiding inside that naughty mind of yours?
“Wouldn’t you like to know?”
“Yes, yes I would.”
“I will show you very soon. But first, let’s get some clothes on you and get out of here. There will be more people showing up at 10pm.”
“This happens again at 10pm?” I ask, surprised.
“I believe so.”
“You don’t want to watch?”
“I only want to watch my wife,” replies James heatedly, his eyes flashing with something like possession.
“Yeah, I’m not keen on watching either,” I reply nonchalantly as James rummages below our still joined bodies and locates my dress. He helps me pull it on and we both work on doing up the buttons before I lift my dripping self off his lap. Luckily James pulls out a bundle of tissues from the armrest in the divide and catches the flowing liquid before he’s completely covered.
“Good thinking husband.”
“Always.” He smirks back to me.
When we are mostly clothed once again, James turns off the inside car light, turns the engine on and begins to pull out of the secluded car park. I see now that there are still the five cars parked with their lights on with many people standing around watching the show going on inside and to the other side of the clearing are all their cars parked up and lights off. There must be at least twenty cars. And this was just for the 9pm viewing.
Driving home I ask, “Will you read to me again?”
James replies, “Do you mean, ‘Can I be your cock warmer again?’”
I blush and reach out to shove at his shoulder, “Yes, ok that is what I mean.”
“Then yes, you will be cock warming again tonight.” The way he says it like it has already been decided has my core fluttering all over again.
When we get home, I suggest a shower, but James replies, “No Rose Petal, I want you to taste yourself tonight.”
And that does all sorts of things to my heating body again.
We snuggle down in bed just like we had done the previous evening. I lower my head onto James’ lap with more certainty this time. I can smell and taste the musk of myself and our combined release as James feeds his stiff cock into my mouthand I relax, sucking gently on the tip as he strokes my hair and begins to read my book to me again.
I lay still, closing my eyes and enjoying the story and the feeling of James’ silky softening cock between my lips before sleep finds me and I drift off more peacefully than I can ever remember.
5
Iopen my eyes to see two baby blue eyes lazily looking back at me.
