Back behind the restaurant.

Thomas spent a handful of minutes searching through the car park for their black sedan and being unable to find it. He then remembered that Ella would park around the back of the restaurant in the employee’s car park if the front one was full when she’d arrived. The restaurant and its bar were popular with people for after-work drinks right around the time they’d made their booking for.

Thomas’s feet crunched against the gravel driveway that led around to the back of the building. He had to make his way past the windows of the kitchens to get there. Noise and hot steam laden air rushing out from the open windows. The bright lights of the service area temporary blinded him so that he was unable to see clearly as he reached the back car park area.

As the clarity returned to his eye’s he could make out the dark shape of their car and started walking towards it. The first hint that someone was in the car was when Thomas’s vision had developed enough to see that the rear suspension of the sedan was rhythmically bouncing in place. There were no signs of the car running, the exhaust pipe still but there was definitely somebody or somebodies inside the car.

Thomas felt his hands beginning to shake at what he would find when he reached the car. The windows were fogged with heavy perspiration so that he couldn’t see inside at all. Could he hear voices? Or was it… moaning? Thomas had to hold his right hand in his left so that he could stop his hand quivering enough to take a hold of the door handle. Griping it, he pulled, revealing what was happening.

“Oh shit! Fuck!” Richard called out in fear as the door to backseat was yanked open.

He was sitting on the backseat with his pants around ankles, shirt opened, as Ella sat astride his lap. Her dress was pulled up over her hips and she bounced atop his groin. Richard tried to move away and crawl backwards from where the woman’s husband he was fucking had just caught them in the act. He only succussed in turning them so that he was wedged up against the furthest door. From this new angle Thomas could see from the car’s interior light where the man’s cock disappeared inside his wife’s wet and ruddy pussy. The small ring of the condoms he had given her just visible at the base of his thick shaft.

“Don’t worry about him,” Ella told Richard as she doubled her efforts on top of his cock and started to ride him even faster. Her moans even louder now that the car door was open.

“He’ll kill me!” Richard said. Real panic in his voice as he tried to find the handle to the car door to escape.

“He’ll do nothing of the sort. He hasn’t got enough of a spine inside him. Pathetic little creep will just watch as I fuck you,” Ella informed the frantic Richard.

Thomas could see from where he was hyperventilating a thick rim of creamy goo started to form around the man’s condom covered cock as his wife pussy started to gush cream now that she had an audience. Richard’s balls so slathered in the dripping white froth as Ella’s cunt started to sound like it was drowning his cock.

Thomas had to hold onto the car door to stay upright as he watched on. The hairs on his arms stood on end as Richard started to moan uncontrollably. The stranger wouldn’t last much longer. Thomas too felt as if a gentle breeze would be enough to set him off inside his pants. Shame and self-loathing mixed with the most overpowering tidal wave of lust.

“Yes! Yes! Give me all your cock has to offer!” Ella called out to Richard and Thomas. “Show that pathetic worm how a real man fucks. Break his wife’s cunt open like he never could.”

Richard and Ella started to grunt in horrifying unison to Thomas. The stranger grabbing his wife’s hips as he came uncontrollably beneath her. His wife’s dark black hair and head being rammed into the roof of the sedan as he bucked and surged beneath her. The man’s ass cheeks clenching as his balls pulsed delivering spurt after spurt inside Ella’s willing pussy.

As soon as Richard was done cumming he found the door handle and opened. Ella collapsed back off him onto the seat beside Thomas. Richard slid away on his back out on the ground beside the car. His cock was topped in a swallow rubber balloon that had contained his seed. The tip flopping around over full from the sizable load that had erupted from his prick. He didn’t stop to dress, just picked up his pants around his ankles and ran fleeing towards the front of the restaurant. His brief half naked body illuminated to the stunned kitchen staff that had seen him run by.

Ella lay on her side recovering from her own deeply satisfying climax. She looked up to her husband’s face that was stained a deep red. Much like her favourite shade of lipstick was. His cock stuck straight out from the pleat of his trousers. It would stay like that until they got home and sorted out what had just happened.