Well this had spooked me at the time and i drove off but as I became more worldly wise I suspected that this had been a dogging spot...so this is wher... I imagined I would have the best chance of acting out my fantasy.Well I arrived at about 7pm Subday evening and the car park had a few empty cars which over the next hours were arrived back to by ramblers and dog walkers. I sat and read my book trying to look natural. By 8.30pm the car park was deserted except for my solitary car. i sat and read. As she began wondering what to do, Brian pulled up to the curb. ‘Hi, Carina. Blair just texted me. She has to work late. I guess she doesn’t have your cell number, she wanted me to come tell you.’ ‘Oh,’ she said. ‘OK.’ Her head became filled with images of herself ravishing Brian. She felt her nipples stiffen, as she realized that this might be an opportunity to act on the wild urges she had been having. After an awkwardly long pause, she realized it was her turn to say something. ‘Did she say. " Am I being a good slut babe? This is what you want right?" You are my awesome slutwife baby and I love you! Are you going to fuck him?" There was another long pause. I couldn't help stroking my cock thinking of what they could be doing. Minutes passed. Time seemed to slow. I needed to know what was going on but had to wait for her to send word. Suddenly another pic came through of my wife's legs spread wide as his fingers played with her pussy. Then I realized it wasn't a pic but a. Then as they realized that the discussions between them had been explicit and fantasy may become reality they worked to share with each other, potential misgivings and fears or was it shyness. The day, or evening arrived both unsure who might back out, with William driving up towards Joe’s, only way this would become a real meet, was based on William driving to the vicinity of Joe’s and then placing a call to get the final directions. This was the last chance for each of them to back out of.