I met my man after work one evening and we walked to the pub together. We had to be discreet in public and sat at the bar, leaning in to speak to each other over the noise taking care not to touch. Everything in our body language said “just friends” but we knew we both fantasising about what we wanted to do to each other just as soon as we got some privacy. We finished our drinks and he asked me if I wanted another. I knew he wanted to go but had another large drink just to tease him; make him doubt that I was thinking the same as him. We walked in the darkness to his car. We still hadn't touched. I let my short shirt ride up as I sat in the passenger seat – looking straight ahead as I massaged his cock through his trousers. We were stopped by red lights and he took the opportunity to slip his hand into my knickers and rub my hot clit. I was so wet I worried for the seats of the car. When the lights changed he didn't remove his hand and the car roared up the hill in first gear. He ordered me to take the gear stick but I was so tipsy and turned on I couldn't coordinate myself and just giggled and grinded like the gears of the poor car. As we pulled up in his car park the heavens opened. I pressed myself against him to kiss him deeply and started to undo his fly. “Not here!” he exclaimed “We can run through the rain.””Here!” I insisted and wriggled out of my skirt and pants. “My neighbours!” he protested, but I lent over and took his huge thick dick into my mouth. Someone ran past the car under their umbrella but could not have seen us for the torrential rain. He slid his seat back as far as it would go and reclined it. He grabbed my head firmly and fucked my face until my eyes watered. He said he was glad I had forced him to stay in the car or he would be fucking me on the stairs to his apartment. I straddled him and sat down quickly on him so his cock plunged deep into me. I ground my cunt against him and enjoyed wave after wave of orgasm I could feel from head to toe. He waited for me to breath again and then helped me in the tight space to thrust hard up and down on him. I came again and then he told me he wanted to come in my mouth. I was careful to swallow every drop to save his upholstery. The storm had passed. We realised that in order to drink his sperm I had lifted my arse over the steering wheel and was now bearing all to see under the street lamp. So much for discretion!
