”“Cut that out. You’re being silly now. I am not going to have phone sex with you.”“Well, maybe not like the other night when I called from ...he car. Maybe we can just talk and let me hear your voice.”“Okay, but no funny business. What do you want to talk about?”“Tell me about work.”“Work is good. We landed a big project last week, and Mr. Chambers bought pizza for everyone for lunch.”“Tell me what you girls talk about at lunch.”“A little of everything, our kids, politics, work stuff, .... I took her for a ride and stopped on a woods road. I pulled her over in my lap facing me. She had on a skirt and tight shirt. We kissed and I got my fingers under her undies. Soft ass cheeks and when I touched her lips I could feel her body shake. I had struck a nerve. She was hot and ready to fuck. I tore her crotch out of her undies and pulled my cock out. Was harder than my shift rod and let her slide down on it. With my fingers spreading her tight pussy I pushed the head in her. She started. It’s my fantasy coming true after thirteen years. “Hang on Charlotte, this is going to be an experience you’ll never forget.”I hear the door shut behind me and I turn around to face him. He’s got this wild, sarcastic, “You’re mine” look in his eyes. He walks over to me swiftly and with confidence. He stands in front of me, looking me up and down from head to toe. “Very nice, Charlie. Did you dress this way for me?” Oh, how I love when he calls me Charlie. I look down at my tight jeans,. I lay on my stomach with a pillow underneath myself so that my cock rubbed against the pillow. I got the idea from looking at one of the covers of my dad's adult videos I found snooping in his closet when looking at his gun. This was the early 80s, so imagine the cheesy 70s porn covers where the guy would be fucking a girl in a missionary position. Anyway, my cock was pressed against my belly and the pillow, which felt great by itself. I grabbed one of her pumps and set it under my nose and.