"You go in and register alone, hon.", said Cathy, keeping lowin the seat. "The cops will be looking for a woman, not a single guy.I'll sneak in when y...ou open the door." "I'm real good at sneaking girls into my room, Mom!", grinnedBobby. "I just bet you are!", replied his mother, hoping the jealousyshe suddenly felt didn't show. "Here, take this bag, and make itconvincing." Bobby got out of the car and Cathy watched him go, her eyes onher son's tight, jean-clad butt as he walked towards the. I looked over into the rear of the car, there was Carla sucking on one large BBC whilst being pounded by another. My cock was aching to be released so I could wank whilst watching these might studs pound my wife's married white pussy.I was pulled from the car and lead into the back room of the gas station, my heart jumped into my mouth, there were at least 5 other black men in the room smiling and passing comments about the white boy who had delivered his wife to some real men to fuck for him,. She's messing with me. She must be messing with me.I tell her to come with me. We head back upstairs to the bedroom. I start kissing her, hard. She is clearly into it, happy to have turned me on, feeling naughty herself. I slip my hand down to her ass and pull those panties down. She'd put them on over the stockings and garter, so they came off without a snag!We didn't make it into the bed. I had her bent forward a bit, and I'm already out of my pants. The head of my cock is pressing against. I put on my hat and apron, and I’m ready for the day's bullshit, sneaking into the back room every once in a while to take a drink from my coffee. The first customer is straight forward, and done easy enough. Second customer is a pain in the ass. Third was alright and the day started to become a blur as I got into the mindless routine of cutting deli meats and cheeses. “Okay, so you want it paper thin, or shredded?” “No 'ma'am, I do not have blood and tongue.” “No, I can't get any thinner than.