. lol..." I couldn't help it. She walks up to me and says," but you like that shit, huh..." she looked at me. "What kinda man are you, Chevy, D...dge?" " I'm a Chevy lover." I said. "Hey Mr. Chevy Lover, can this Ford girl suck your Chevy cock in the back seat of my Ford Mustang?" Holy Fuck...... "Hell yea!" I said. Her windows where tinted dark and we were between 2 big Suv's, perfect. She opened her car and I went in first. I sat behind the driver. As time went on though, she began to sometimes exchange brief messages, and later, she abandoned all consideration for her husband's sensibilities, and carried on sordid written exchanges with anyone who contacted her.This sort of thing having just begun, and seeing his wife rattling away at the keyboard, Barry asked his wife what she was so busy typing at."Oh just replying to a couple of men who are messaging me," she had replied in an offhand and unconcerned manner."Humph," her husband had. "Walking out of the room with his dad, he headed for the front door. Opening the door, he saw his friend James standing there."Hey, James, glad you could come," said Ken as he offered his hand to one of his best friends."Hi, Ken. Want to help me with the food?" asked James as he shook Kens hand."Sure, James."Ken walked out the door and followed James over to his car. As he neared the car, his nose smelled the food through the closed doors of the car, which got his stomach going and his mouth. "Because I'm, as the Americans say, a freshman at QUT. And by the looks of you, should be in the third year of tertiary," she teased."For your information Freshie, I'm a sophomore, as they also say," he said with an indignant smirk.She laughed at his attempt to seem bombastic and important and Corey eventually ended up laughing with her. Corey drank well into the night with this stranger, and she eventually ended up laying back into his arms.Corey could see and feel the effects of the alcohol.