She showed the back of the business card to the cab driver, he read it, nodded, and she put the card back inside her clutch. That card was the business card of her hotel and on the back was the name of her destination for the evening.
If she were in the US or even in an English speaking country, she could have handled it on her own, but tonight she was in Antalya in the south of Turkey and all she knew to say in Turkish was "hello", "thank you", and "do you have a menu in English?"
She had come her with 3 friends, a get away from their husbands to see some place exotic. But it was more than that to her, it was a fulfillment of a dream because she had wanted to come to this very town for years to fulfill her fantasy, she couldn't explain why or how she just knew that it was there and then.
Her friends didn't know what she was doing tonight, she wanted to share her room with Julia because she knew that Julia could sleep through a train wreck and she needed that edge. She had laid in her bed until she could hear Julia snoring softly then she got out of bed and took another shower.
She used her hair removing lotions to make sure that her legs and, especially, her pussy was completely smooth. Then she dried, put on more make up than usual, her lacey blue bra, a loose fitting silky blue blouse and the shortest navy blue mini skirt that she had ever wore.
The cab bounced through the uneven streets, it was late but they were still crowded, as she looked out the window, amazed at the beauty, and excited by her plan, her fantasy that was finally unfolding in front of her. With out her really realizing it, her hand had slid itself under her skirt and lightly fondled her smooth labia. It felt good; both comforting and exciting as she felt her juices build inside her.
Her mind wandered, she had started shaving herself or him (oh shit she didn't want to think about her husband the asshole but there he was...) after they had been married a few years but kept her labia clean for herself because she just liked it like that.
As soon as she thought of him, she instinctively crossed her arms across her chest, pulling her breasts tighter together in both self protection and comfort.
She remembered the last time they had sex...they never made love or even fucked, their sex life had boiled down to him poking his dick inside her, cumming, then going to sleep. But the last time was different because it was in the middle of the day. The kids were gone for the day, he was watching football on TV, and she was changing the sheets on their bed.
He came up and grabbed her tits from behind and started unbuttoning her shirt.
"Hey, baby, lets do it" he said in a voice husky from beer.
She thought that it was something new, that he might actually want to "add some spice so she joined in.
But she soon saw that it was more of the same, just a different time of the day, when he wouldn't take off the dirty University of Alabama (they didn't live close to Alabama, she knew that he couldn't find Alabama on a map but he was a fan because they had offered him a free ride as a linebacker back in high school. But the scholarship evaporated when he was pulled for a DUI and arrested for simple possession of an ounce of grass. The University of Alabama had turned its back on him but they had his undying love...more than the love he gave her or their kids) then he pushed himself on top of her when he got her pants off.
He spit on two fingers and rubbed it into her vagina and then pushed his semi-hard penis inside her. She had no other choice than to lay their and watch the ceiling fan revolve until he would squirt his little half ounce of semen inside her.
It didn't take him long but as he came he said, "Roooooooooolllll tiiiiide....uh!" then laughed in her ear.
"Did you hear that?" he said, "I said 'Roll tide" when I came...heh heh.."
