Jess and the driver - Sex Stories

Jess and the driver

The night had been a good one. Jack, in his late twenties, and his wife Jessica had gone out clubbing. She was the same age, 28. Half Indian, half Caucasian. She was a rare beauty, caramel skin, perfectly sized DD breasts and a face that turned most heads. Jack was no slouch, dark hair and handsome, the two had met in their last year of collage, and had married a few years later. Tonight Jess had a tight dress on, it was short, it barely covered her tight pert ass. She was pretty wasted, her dancing had become more slutty as the night wore on. She stumbled towards Jack, who wasn’t so steady on his feet himself. “Lets go home!” she whispered into his ear. Jack noticed men looking, her dress had ridden up slightly, allowing the bottom of her ass to be seen. He moved his hands to cover her up, but she spoke before he could. “Don’t, I like them looking.” she said as she forced her tongue into Jacks mouth. “Someone’s horny” Jack said with a grin. Jess’s fantasies always seemed to come out when she was drunk. “come on.” Jess said pulling Jack towards the exit. “I’m so wet, I need you inside me.” She said not so quietly. They found their way onto the street, and Jack hailed a taxi. Jess jumped into the front seat, leaving Jack alone to clamber into the back. “Where to?” the driver asked, stealing a look at Jess as he did so. Jack gave him the address, and the driver set off. Jess looked around and licked her lips seductively. He knew what she was going to do. Sometimes she’d flirt ...

... with other men whilst Jack was there, he enjoyed it, it had always been a turn on. Nothing had ever come of it, and it had always made Jess super horny. Jess moved in her seat, she hitched her dress up slightly so her small purple thong was exposed. The driver didn’t seem to notice, Jess had been subtle in her movements. Jack was shocked, her flirting had never lead to anything like this before. Jack peeked at the driver. He looked to be Jack’s age, but better built, in fact he was all muscle. Jack was slightly uncomfortable with this, but the booze had numbed his senses and he wasn’t about to cause an argument with Jess. She spread her legs slightly “ aww why am I so wet” She purred. The driver took note. “What are you doing?” he asked. “Well me and my husband have been out clubbing, and I lifted my skirt up so other guys could see my ass. It turned me on, as you can see” Jess opened her legs even further. “Damn, your thongs wet” the driver said as he looked down. “my pussy is wetter” Jess replied. She could be filthy, it was something Jack loved about her. But that was reserved for him, he felt angry at her behaviour, but he couldn’t deny the erection growing between his legs. “Does your husband mind you acting like this?” the driver asked with a grin. “No, he doesn’t. This is my night now, I’ve decided. It turns me on to act like this. Besides, he knows he’ll get to have me when we get home” Jack smiled at that. Jess fumbled in her seat once more. Then she turned around and ...