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We had just finished work and were excited to change up our usual routine.
Most nights, we'd drive to the empty cul-de-sac a few miles away hidden in a new residential development. He'd leave his truck and jump into the backseat of my car.
Most nights, he'd start kissing me hard because he had to be around me for hours before he could do that again. I'd undo his pants and play with him; he was always already hard.
Most nights, I'd kiss my way down his stomach to his thick cock and lick him slowly. Then I would envelop his hardness in my mouth.
Most nights, I was impatient and just wanted him inside of me. He would make me wait and slide a finger deep inside of me, making sure I was hot and wet and begging for it.
Most nights, I'd lay down in the back seat of my car for him to climb on top of me. He would then rub his big cock against my opening and bury himself slowly, completely into me.
Most nights, we'd fuck like this, he'd come after 15 minutes, and he'd stay hard inside of me. Then we'd fuck again.
This night was different.
We didn't work late this night. We had mid shifts that day, which meant we could go out for a real date as we were done with work by 7. He took me to dinner. It was summer, and I was in a short strapless sundress and wedges. No panties. He couldn't stop staring at my calves when we walked and insisted on walking slightly behind me. The tension had been building over the course of the night.
We got to my car, and he gently leaned me against it and kissed me softly. We broke the kiss after a minute. We needed to go somewhere else.