She can handle it, and she'll love it, I do." I'm a little jealous with my measly eight inches." I said."You have a wonderful huge cock by anyone's st...ndards and I can't wait to have my way with it." she replied."We better go sit down, my slacks aren't doing a very good job containing my growing erection here. Maybe we should go to the booth." Sure, I understand," said Darlene.As we made our way back to the booth I could see my wife was really getting into her dance with John, I guess you'd. That's one hot number-on you."Val gave Steven a little peck on the cheek, turned on her heels and walkedout the door to work. "Good luck, Steven. And don't worry, it'll all be overwithin two weeks." Yeah. Two weeks. Bye, honey." With that Steven retreated to the living room,coffee and sports page in hand.Before he could get caught up on all the box scores, the doorbell rang,giving Steven an instant jolt of adrenalin. He got up slowly and with greatreservation to answer the door.What a surprise.. I remember I called her “beautiful stranger”. I told her I was going into the Navy in two days and would be gone for four months. I thanked her for her patience and asked her if she would wear the red satin blouse, leather skirt and pearls tomorrow. I confessed that it was my favorite. I then went on to say if she wore the outfit tomorrow I would know that she was game for my next request. I said that I wanted her to “accidentally” drop her keys next to my car door, kneel down and pick. He was doing it. He was really fucking me against the hood…My eyes flicked towards the open door. I was in plain sight from the street. Even the most casual quick glance would reveal that I was being screwed right there, in my own garage."This is not happening to me…" I said quietly, feeling Ned pushing even further into my wet cunt. I wondered why I was not fighting against that bastard…Probably because the whole situation was so bizarre and exciting.I had never dreamt that I could be screwed.