Marsha: OK!! ^.^.
Wayne signed out and stood up and moved to his dresser, passing the door hung mirror, he paused to look at himself, at six foot even, he was stocky of torso, his shoulders slightly broad from his work years ago as a stacker for a factory in the area, his belly was noticeable but not so much so under a good layer of clothing. His go tee he wore always as he was tired of break outs of acne every time he shaved, guess it was bad razor burns who knows. His hazel eyes, behind the lenses of his wire framed glasses roamed his form again as he yanked off his night pants and pulled boxers and a set of dark denim jeans out of his closet. His dick was already thickening at the thought of Marsha tonight and he touched it, rubbing it slowly and chuckled to himself and the thoughts he had. Dressing in his jeans and a long T-shirt, he tugged on his shoes and headed out the door. Hopping into his Ram 1500 sport, he revved the loud horse powered engine and pulled out of his drive and headed towards town.
Pulling into the small apartment complex he looked about in the darkened parking lot, his high beams on, fanning the drive and the grass of the conjoined yards with light, he smiled. At five foot two, Marsha was a hour glass shaped woman. Her curves given more accent by the plumpness of her size, her thighs thick, leading up to a large heart shaped butt. Her waist narrowed enough to accent her hips greatly before fanning out again to her large pillowy breasts, he plump face was grinning ear to ear as she saw him pull up to the curb. That cherub soft face was framed in long crimson hair that when loose hung past her shoulders. But tonight she had tossed it up into a pair of tails. She waved and moved to the truck. She had a sweatshirt hoodie tugged over her body along with wearing a knee length pleated skirt, knee high socks and high tops sneakers, she looked good to him as he reached over and opened the door for her. She used the hand grips and hoisted her short rounded body up into the cab and immediately slid across the bench seat into his flank, snuggling into him with a near purring yelp of happiness.
He leaned into her and slid a hand up and gripped her hair by one tail and tugged her head back hard, and kissed her lips deep and slow, his mouth moving, lips parting to thrust his tongue into her warm mouth. She eagerly accepted the tongue, giving a heated groaning whimper to the hand in her hair, already she felt her nipples on her large breasts stiffen to hard pebbles. Holding the kiss a few moments Wayne tugged back and smiled, adjusting his glasses he put the truck into gear, then looping his arm about Marsha's plump body he tore out of her apartment complex.
She looked up at him and smiled and nuzzled into him, "Hmm sure you are able to be out, you know how I hate fretting about you and work."
"It will be fine, I've gone to work on less than two hours sleep before, besides, why pass up time with you?" Wayne replied glancing to her briefly before turning back to the dark road as they sped towards downtown and the Cineplex at the outlet mall.
"Well just so long as you are not tired tomorrow." she slid a small hand along his denim clad thigh, giggling softly she slid it back up and inward, towards his groin.
"Hey now, I'm driving here!" Wayne mocked protested to her. She giggled again and slid her fingers along the seam and into the fly of his jeans and tugged down on the zipper. He was no Don Johnson in the pants but she always felt a shiver when she felt the thick shaft of his cock in her hands, as it was now as they drove. He shifted and groaned and shook his head as though unable to stop her stubborn refusal to stop. But then he liked this, more so as she pulled his six inch shaft from its confines. His length was not a concern for him his confidence was fine, his dicks thickness was wider than one would think for a slightly above average cock. She moaned and closed her thighs as she stroke his shaft into its full engorged size.
Marsha was licking her lips as she felt that silken flesh covered steel hard shaft in her palm. She loved its size and shape, her hot little pussy was very tight and she winced at the thoughts of anyone with one of those slut busting big, change the way you smile dicks that a lot of people tried to make more a fuss over than a man like Wayne. She stroked up and down slowly and felt her thighs grinding together as her shaved mound began to soak in her tight little holes juices at the thoughts playing in her head. Marsha groaned and looked about quickly, he free hand darting out. "Hmm already?" Wayne answered her knowing her mind already, they were gonna be late for the movie. He merely smiled at his horny girl and turned off the road and into a darkened outlet shop of closed offices, medical studios and a small exercise gym, shutting off his lights as he pulled in behind the buildings to the rear parking lot.
Shutting off the truck he reached down and unbuckled his jeans as Marsha hurriedly yanked up her skirt over her waist, baring her thick soft thighs and smooth hairless crotch to her lovers eyes. Shifting on the large bench seat she lifted her small feet up, one on the backrest of the seat, the other on his dashboard. She gave a loud groan and held out her hands to him. Wayne tugged his jeans to his knees and slid up onto the seat and yanked out a condom from his glove box and tearing the packet he rolled the tight latex onto his thick tipped dick, to the base. Dropping the packet he crawled over her, hands gripping the seat he shifted atop her as he leaned his head down and kissed her deeply, her tongue meeting his as she snaked a hand down and guided his hard cock into the hot velvet tightness of her dripping cunt.
"Awww fuckkkkk!" She blurted out into the kiss, waiting all weekend to get her lover in her, she lifted her large rounded ass off the seat as she guided him in, she was answered by his hips rocking forward sharply and he groaned as his cock stabbed into her tight little pussy, his crotch smacking into hers.
