The Perils of Pauline's: Pauline Parker.
It wasn't that long ago was it? I mean it only seems like yesterday.
I remember that night, Christ I was mad with him. I looked absolutely stunning, well at least I thought so, it was a nice tight top with thin shoulder straps and no bra, me with no bra, tits my size and my nipples looked positively indecent. The skirt, nicely pleated, not too short but rather sexy and he used to say red turned him on especially with dark, fancy topped stocking. My hair bobbed nicely on my shoulders and I had taken time with the little make up, but no, the man I loved and the only one I wanted to touch me just sat in the chair and as usual fell asleep.
I stormed upstairs, I was trying everything to get this marriage to work, I'm a marriage person, if your married your married. It had only been seven years, Jesus if it wasn't for money I'd leave the prat, I thought he may want rid of me but I'd screw him for everything. It wasn't my fault, I mean I didn't know if he was looking or fucking with someone else but he certainly wasn't fucking with me and I needed it.
I'd been going to the gym with the girls for six months to tighten up any sagging bits but there weren't any bits that were sagging, my tits were firm and hard, my ass was full and round, slim waist, what was I to do? I'd even made a fool of myself by buying and showing him sex toys and bondage gear hoping it would excite him.
One night a week at the bowling alley with my girl friends was the only little bit of fun I was getting, god I was good to look at, ten years ago I was a teenage model and at the alley I noticed men looking at me and even heard complements, if you can call, "I'd like to get my hands in that gorgeous bitch's pants," a complement.
Well to hell with him, that's what I thought, tonight I'm going to the bowling alley with the girls and I'm going dressed like this. I remember standing in front of the mirror thinking it, well I need to get this off my chest and the girls were all I had to talk to, my neighbour was a bitch she hated me, I think she liked dozy Derek down stairs the way they whispered together, so to hell with the lot of them, I'm out of here.
Stupid me I arrive at the alley with out my purse. Luckily Trish was there and paid the taxi for me, we just got started when the two blokes that I had seen looking at me before arrived and they kept eyeing me up. The way I was dressed certainly stopped them in their tracks, I could see them sat up on the bench watching every time I took my turn.
I don't know how it happened but Trish got a call and had to go, she lent me my cab fair home and shot off, I got myself sorted out and went to ring for the Taxi, but could I find the money, I rushed out after Trish but she had gone, shit I thought when out of nowhere the two men drove up in a big 4X4, "Want a lift?"
My first thought was no but how the hell was I to get home, I told them where I lived and they did say it was on their way, so I got in. As I sat in the front seat I realised just how short my skirt was, I was showing quite a bit of dark stocking'd thigh and the cold air had done disgusting things to my nipples.
We drove on, they were very chatty and they made me laugh, I was enjoying the attention so much I was blurting out to many secrets, I suppose it was because I was still mad with Derek that I told them how useless he was even down to the sex toys and bondage gear I had at home and that sometimes I was glad he went away every Wednesday and Thursday; I really didn't notice that we were heading in a different direction than normal, when I did mention to him that I didn't recognise the area, he just said, "Whopps," and went to turn round.
He turned left in to a small lane and found a wide field entrance, he backed in to it but as he pulled forward the car jumped and stopped; he tried to start it again but it wouldn't, "Shit it's flooded." I didn't know what that meant, he looked at me as his mate said, "Let it stand for a couple of minutes, then it should start."
The driver turned to me, "I suppose as we're stuck here for a while we better introduce ourselves, I'm Jack and that's Tony and you are?" "Pauline, Pauline Parker," they both moved closer to me, "Well Pauline Parker what's a beauty like you doing out alone in a car with two strange men?"
I looked at them and thought yes what am I doing, I stammered, "Trying to get home." He put his hand on my knee; "Trying it on more like, do you know how beautiful you are?" I was just about to make a clever reply when the one behind held my hair. He whispered, "Or how desirable you are?"
I tried to move my head as I said, "Please," but that's all I got out as his hand slid further up my leg. "Yes that's what your ass looked like it was saying when you were wiggling it at everybody at the alley tonight, come on your gagging for a bit of fun."
My hair was being pulled hard, "No, no really just take me home, please, I'm not like that," just as I said that his hand touched my naked flesh between my stocking tops and my pants, I jumped and squirmed but he didn't stop, I felt his hand move to the top of my thigh and then on to my pants.
As I put my hands down to fend him off, hands came from behind and closed over my breast's, I shouted at them, "Stop for Christ sake keep your hands to yourselves," but that was a waste of time. The hands behind slid up, one hand plunged down the front of my top, immediately touching my nipple; hands were everywhere. I tried to stop them but as my hand came up his free hand grabbed it and held tight.
The same thing happened as I tried to dislodge the hand up my skirt, there I was in the middle of nowhere my hands held and two men I didn't know were touching me and I was feeling something I shouldn't be feeling.
