Like it or not, I had to have my own transportation or learn to enjoy wearing the fatigues of a game warden. Yes I had to be in uniform to drive the w...rden's pickup.I hadn't driven the pick up much, since we had filled it up with gas, so it was still full. The pickup had a extra gas tank built into the system so it would hold over fifty gallons. It kept both tanks full at all times, just in case we had to make a trip. Hauling the boat trailer, which was chained to a tree in the yard, could eat. She could feel the coldness of the steel handcuffs that bound her wrists firmly behind her back and she could also feel her own dampness between her thighs. Wearing a thin black dress with just a pair of black stockings and suspenders underneath, she could feel a chill too. She was also in darkness. A black silk scarf covered her eyes to give everything added effect. Tonight Laura was playing the whore; a whore who would be pimped out by her husband to satisfy a lusty friend. In a few minutes. When I came out, the two of them were kissing in the front seat. Each one had their hands down inside each others pants and were fingering each other as I got into the car. Undaunted, they both said at the same time, "Go to fourth street, make a right and turn into the second driveway on the left."Doing as I was instructed, we pulled up into the narrow driveway of a very small bungelow . The girls again kissed each other and exited the car, heading to the front door of the quaint little house.. I looked down. A wet spot had appeared. Pre-cum was leaking out of my cock as I watched Lou stroke himself."Join me, Luke. Nobody can see us." I wanted to do the things he did. Emulate my hero. But I was reluctant.He stopped masturbating and moved in front of me. Tugged at the tail of my shirt. "Come on. It's OK"I went along with it and felt him stripping my shirt off my body and up over my head. I looked up at him and had an urge to cover my nipples like a girl. But I didn't I sat there.