Joe was living the dream. His friend's wife Sandi had given herself to him on demand, and when he didn't demand it she did. Often she would call him saying she needed "Face Time." They would meet just about anywhere and in moments be naked in the back seat or front seat of one of their vehicles.
Too many times after Joe would blast his come into the mouth of Mrs. Proper he would look around to see someone standing there, usually some guy who had the good fortune to see two lovers park and then go crazy for each other. He thought about all the guys where she worked who would give their paycheck to see her naked and sucking a cock in plain view. Maybe one day, he thought, he would arrange to make their day.
Sandi was always fine as long as she was able to make out with Joe, somehow climb on top of him so his uncovered cock would be covered in her juices, and then finish by swallowing every drop she could, save for the ones he would wipe on her nipples or behind her ears. He was sure she savored the taste of her own juice. Who wouldn't he thought? She tasted like sunshine.
Joe loved the times he could sneak into her house where they could be naked together, slathering each other with their fluids and then mixing them together with their tongues. He also loved painting her face with cum until it had a dull sheen and watch her smile as she dressed to return to the office.
More and more often he would drop by when her husband was home and make small talk until the opportunity to grope her as they passed each other in the hall. Sandi never once let him come over without at least stroking his cock in passing, or reaching up his shorts under the table as they sat making small talk. Her stomach was usually full of Joe's cum from meetings earlier in the day. He felt bad sometimes for cheating with her, but when her husband would refer to her as "that cunt" and tried to show him pictures of women in the bar it took a lot of the sting out.
As it would happen Joe had access to a home under construction while doing some repairs. He was wearing a mask at one point and as he was working at an angle the mask somehow slid up covering his eyes. This gave him quite an idea. With a little ingenuity he fashioned a sort of hood that would cover the eyes and black out the world to whoever wore it. And he had a little someone in mind.
"Hi Sandi," he said calling her at work. "Any chance you could meet me at the hardware store lot?"
"Of course," she answered, "but not all day as I've been taking way too much time off around lunch hour."
"Yes, but from as far as I can tell you've really been enjoying lunch"
"Ummm" was the reply.
An hour later Sandi pulled into the lot and parked next to Joe's car. He knew she would strip naked right then and there if he asked, which only made his cock rise instantly.
He beckoned her over and she jumped in, kissing him and dropping one hand between his thighs. She was in the work mode, with a conservative dress that buttoned closed just under her neck. It was all he could do not to rip the dress off but there were other plans. Joe held her hand, saying only "Let's take a drive."
They drove the ten minutes to the home he had been working on. He was careful to make sure no one else would be there that day, and as they approached to front door he stopped her at the alcove.
