I am a service technician in a medium sized city in the north-east. I travel throughout the day from client to client. I often pull my van over or park somewhere for a break or lunch.
This day, I pulled into the empty corner of a grocery super store parking lot. It was shortly after noon and I had time to kill since there were no service calls in the queue. I dozed on and off for a bit listening to some quiet music. After a while, a blue Sunfire pulled up about 40 feet to my right. There appeared to be a couple inside. I don't believe they noticed me.
I didn't pay much attention to them at first. But at one point, I could see a man behind the wheel. I couldn't see the woman. I watched for a moment. And sure enough, it looked like her head was appearing and disappearing over his lap. Needless to say, I was instantly turned on.
I'm a horny, middle-aged married guy. I think about sex way too much. So I wasn't surprised with myself when I decided to take a risk and see if they would let me watch. I got out of the van and started to walk in the general vicinity of the car. Not directly at it.
The driver side window was half-way down. "Hey," I said softly. His head snapped up and he put his hand up indicating that I should stop. Her head did not reappear. "What the fuck do you want?" he said angrily.
"Sorry man," I said, both hands up, palms out and ready to run. "It's just, it's just that if you were up to it, I, I would love to watch. That's it. Just watch."
Her head popped up. I could see a smile. He said something to her. After she responded, he said, "Come on over and make like we're chatting." He looked uneasy.
I walked over, smiling, and put my hand on the mirror and bent in slightly as if we were just talking.
She continued to suck his cock as I watched. She tried to look up as she bobbed up and down. It didn't look comfortable with her head between his flat stomach and the steering wheel.
He was clean shaven and had short, dark brown hair. Probably in his early thirties. He appeared to be a stocky guy with big shoulders. I don't think he was that tall, but I could be wrong. He wore a dark t-shirt with maybe a band's logo on the front. And the tattoos on his left arm were busy enough to almost appear to be a sleeve.
He was cut, shaved and looked to be a thick 7" or so. His t-shirt was pulled up to mid-section. She had her right forefinger and thumb circled around the base of his cock and the rest of her fingers massaged his hairless balls. As she bobbed her head up and down it looked like she was stroking the bottom third of his cock at a different pace than her mouth.
She was a very pretty, dirty blonde woman with faint blue streaks in her hair at her temples. There appeared to be a small, pear-shaped birth mark on the left side of her face where her cheek, temple and ear met. I would say she was in her mid twenties. I couldn't get a good look at the front of her, but she had a nice, pronounced figure. I briefly thought about how nice it would be to hang on to that thin waist while driving her from behind. She was wearing a white tank top with frills and dark shorts or possibly those shorts that are made to look like a skirt. She had a tattoo on her right shoulder blade partially covered by her top.
"Man that's hot. You two are such a turn on," I said.