We had only partially covered our bodies when the police tapped on the window of our vehicle and asked if everything was okay. We awkwardly replied “YES.” We had only opened the window a little bit to prevent the cops from seeing our half naked bodies. The most challenging part of this whole “Q & A” is that my husband’s hand was gently placed on my thigh and my loins were beginning to fire up again. I could barely compose myself and give reasonable answers and he was enjoying every moment of it. Truth be told, he loved seeing me horny especially when in a position I could barely express how I feel. The two policemen were looking at us suspiciously. They asked if we had heard a woman screaming weirdly and we responded with a very confident “NO.” At this point I felt my husband’s hand playing with “Sasha” like I called my girly parts and man oh man I was almost losing it. I barely had any control left and the policemen didn’t seem to be ending the non-essential questions. I seemed to be out of breath when one of the policemen asked if I was okay. My husband quickly interjected with a quick “YES” so as to wrap up the conversation quickly. He said I was just tired from the long flight. Finally, the policemen left and I could enjoy the moment.
Otieno, my husband, leaned in gently for a kiss then looked deeply into my eyes and said, “I cannot have enough of you, please can I have you one more time before we head for home? I want to eat you like the last dessert I’ll ever have.” I was trembling with excitement because his hands were gently fondling my breasts as he spoke to me. This man knew how to turn on the fire and how to put it out. My thoughts were running wild with imagination and like the gentleman he was, he pushed the lever that held my car seat downwards and moved closer to me. His eyes were lustful and still loving at the same time. Finally, “Geoffrey” and “Sasha” met and the feeling of contentment could not even be described. I’m not sure if I was moaning loudly or quietly but what I’m sure of is that making love to Otieno gave me a reason live. Despite the constricted space, my husband rocked my world then pulled out right before I could orgasm. I was so turned on and he wouldn’t let me finish the long race unless I begged him to. Eventually I caved and he went back into my warm “Sasha” and released “seeds of the future” as I welcomed them gladly with a few soft moans.
For the first time in a long time, I had dared to do the unimaginable. Before I had married Otieno, I would never have even considered to kiss anyone in public let alone have sex with them. Well, change is the only constant in life and may be the older me was not as afraid as the younger me.
Remember my love;
I need to kiss you so badly. One of those kisses where I’m pressing against you as much as possible and my hands are gently rubbing your scalp and moving down your back, clutching to you in any way I possibly can as I kiss you as deeply as possible and think about how much you are mine and only mine.
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