My wife text me late that night ‘Mmmm, I am a lucky lady. It’s just me; you’re email and my vibe. How did you know my pussy has been longing for... your cock but that little fingers fuck will tide me over? Oh, and I almost forgot. I’m in my favorite red heels, the gold chain you gave me for our last anniversary and that hot little pearl G-string…nothing on top. I’m your slutty little showgirl tonight, my titties wanted to be free, besides I’ll be squeezing them with my spare hand soon imagining. ‘What’s the matter?’ ‘That pickup on the corner at the light. That’s Clint’s brother Carl and the two guys with him are Clint’s cousins. They’ve never seen you, but if they see me they will know who you are.’ I drove through the intersection without looking over at the truck and three blocks later I pulled in at the motel. I backed up to my trailer, got out and hooked up to it and then hurried into my room, grabbed my stuff and got back to my truck. I pulled out of the motel and headed down the. She came here right after work, so she was wearing a white blouse, a black miniskirt, black stockings and four inch heels.We laid down on my bed and just cuddled, not saying a work. Jamie was caressing my arm but then started to go lower, placing her hand on my stocking covered thigh. Her touch on my nylons felt amazing, and I gave out a quiet moan. She kept caressing my thigh, making her way to the inside and getting dangerously close to my crotch. I was getting so hard inside my panties and. ”Samantha said, “If you like we can get better acquainted right now. Schools out and I don’t have to be home until dinner.”I said, “Okay, my car is right over here.”So I drove Samantha to my house. My father wouldn’t be out of work for a while and my kid sister was at her girlfriend’s house as always. I gave Samantha the tour of the house ending in my bedroom.We cuddled on my bed as we talked. Honestly, we did talk. We kissed, I fondled her breasts, and yes I fingered her pussy. I gave her.