I looked up at him and he pulled my face to his and gave me a short sweet kiss. I smiled at him, he can be an asshole and he hates talking about his f...eelings but I know he shows them to me without even saying a word. I leaned over again and start kissing his cock. Licking up and down his shaft. Until I finally took his dick in my mouth. The windows were still down so I could hear all the cars going by and the thought of people seeing me like this was just turning me on more. I started sucking. ” I said after rolling down the passenger window. “I need some air for one of my tires, can you please tell me where I should go? This place is so big.” I used my best feminine voice. He was a handsome man, about 45-50 and flashed a big smile once he saw me and knew that he could be helpful. He took a couple of steps towards my car and rested a pair of big hands on the open window and looked at me. His eyes started at my face, but before he said a word I watched his eyes discreetly look. "Good night?" I asked, knowing full well how much she had drank. "I think so. I'm just a bit tired really." The annoying thing about 18 year olds is their ability to not get hang overs. We chatted about the night, who pulled, who drank too much and so forth. As we talked I continued to wash and hang my things and Rosie seemed to space out. "Do you always wear stockings?" she asked, out of nowhere. "Mostly, yes." I noticed she was looking at the clothes airer upon which I was hanging my freshly. I take the jar of moisturising cream and smooth a large dollop onto her backside. My fingers slide forward into her pussy, rubbing the cream into her soft skin. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to do that. I hardly know you. My name is Steph and I’m bi-sexual”.Mary said “I’m Mary, and I need a good girly chat”. We chatted for a long time, while Mary made the coffee. She explained that her husband Mark insisted she wore a bra at all times, even in bed, just in case he fancied a fuck. He often abused her.