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Katy - Chance Encounter Leads to a Quickie

About three weeks after my last meeting with Katy and Tom in the hotel, I found myself in the kitchen working on a broken kitchen cupboard. The hinge had simply broken and, still in my Levis and T-shirt, I headed out to the nearest home hardware store in a nearby mall for a replacement. I found the right replacement hinge and got back into my parked car and as I was about to start the engine, I looked up and was surprised to see Katy and her husband loading up the trunk of their car right in front of me. He was wearing a pair of slacks and a polo shirt and she was wearing a nice, short skirt that accentuated her long, toned legs.

I watched as they loaded the car and playfully joked and smiled with each other. I thought they looked really close and happy. This definitely was not the impression I got from our last encounter in the hotel.

As I watched her bend over to load the trunk. Her skirt rode up to just under her panties and I felt my cock become hard of its own accord. I was dying to see what color panties she had on. At the sight of her lovely wide thigh gap, my mind went back to memories of my face buried in her crotch, lapping and sucking at her swollen, wet sex and heady with her scent. Before I knew it, I was rubbing my cock through my jeans and I then accidentally hit the headlight lever on the side of the steering column and flashed my brights. She noticed and turned to face my car and smiled wide when she recognized me.

She ran over to my car and leant ...

... in through the open window. Her husband stood by their car and waved at me. I waved back.

“Hi John.” She smiled and leaned in for a kiss. I smelled her perfume as our lips touched and our open mouths started to make love to each other. She pushed her tongue into my mouth, urgent and demanding.

“God, I missed you, Baby,” I managed to say into her open mouth.

“Yes, fuck, I have missed you as well,” she breathed.

She glanced down at my hand still clutching my cock and smiled, “I haven't had sex since our last time and I’m climbing walls. Got time?”

Without waiting for an answer, she waved at Tom and shouted, “Take the car and groceries home, Darling. See you later!”

With that, she went around the car and climbed into the passenger seat, her skirt riding high so I could see her white lacy thong. Without pulling her skirt down, she fastened the seat belt, turned to me and said, “Let's go. Don’t know where, but I need to get fucked and fucked as only you can fuck.”

My mind was spinning at the speed with which things had transpired, but I started the car and headed back to my place.

“You and Tom seem like a very happy couple,” I said to her as I negotiated the turns in the road. “After the cuckolding fuck we had a few weeks ago, I thought he was rather unhappy.”

“Nah,” she replied. “It’s what he wants, and it makes our relationship stronger when he sees that I’m getting what I need physically. He cannot satisfy me and is happy to watch and I always get him ...