..No, not a car. a Truck. A big semi, tractor trailer. I had a note of apprehension, but didn't want to seem like some stuck up bitch who wouldn'... ride in a truck. As we got close, another man walked out from the back side of the truck. He was also pretty short, but exact opposite if Ed, stocky, muscular, had a the look on his face as if he would want to pick a fight with anyone. He was in gym shorts and a wife beater t shirt, I think he had just been doin push ups or something. He shrugged her off him and ran at me; he started to throw soft punches into my stomach. Faking pain I fell to the ground, I then “recovered” and ran away. When I got to the side of the school I stopped and peeked around the corner, she was covering him with kisses thanking him over and over again. “If only that was me” I thought sadly. He met me later in the bathroom where he paid and thanked me. As I walked home I thought of how pathetic I was, I could help others but I can’t help myself. I. My clit-dick throbbed with my heartbeat.“Allah be praised,” groaned Talib. “What a sight. A true miracle. Isn't she, Wahida?”“Yes,” moaned my sister-wife, her eyes locked on my cock throbbing before her. She grabbed my dick, stroking me. Her fingers felt amazing wrapped around my shaft. “This is... a living miracle. She has both, my husband.”“She is,” Talib groaned.“So are you,” I purred, grabbing Wahida's shoulders. I drew her up to her feet and pulled off her hijab, exposing the glory of her. "I'm definitely feeling our chemistry, so I test it out with a little half-joke, "Maybe we should bring you back home to change out of it?"To my surprise, her face turns red and she is adorably shy as her eyes meet mine, "Okay. Let's go back to my place." Sometimes you just click with someone... My heart swells with excitement as we put our drinks down, gather our things and head out of the party and into the night. Alright, my heart wasn't the only thing swelling with excitement, but I've had.