Leanne

Kyall figured he had his ex-wife so revved up that she would need to . With a wicked grin on his face, he sent a text to Leanne.

‘can u come help me pick up the cake?’

‘wtf do you think?’

‘I need someone to help me grab the cake’

‘Really?’

‘Yes. Really’

‘Can’t you find someone else?’

‘don’t pretend you don’t want me’

Kyall sent a dick pic he had prepared earlier.

‘Ugh. Your such a pig’

‘Yet you were ready to have me fuck your brains out right by your husband just minutes ago’

‘Fine I’ll meet you in the carpark. You still have the same car?’

‘Same one I used to fuck you in the backseat of’

After a chuckle, Kyall headed down to the car park. He soon saw Leanne come down. She glared daggers at Kyall, which seemed to only make her smile grow.

“You ready?”

“Ready as I’ll ever be.”

Leanne joined Kyall inside the SUV. As Kyall drove, Leanne said “So do you really have to pick up the cake?”

“Yep. It was this or help with the seating arrangement.”

“So how long do you have?”

Kyall put his hand on Leanne’s thigh. “Oh, we have plenty of time?”

“What? Are you starting to blow your load early in your old age.”

“Someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed.”

“No. Someone barely got any sleep because your little whore was faking it.”

“You and I both know she wasn’t faking anything.”

“Oh please. That little slut was just trying to make you feel good.”

“You know what I think?”

“What?”

“I think you're jealous.”

“Oh really?”

“Yeah. I mean, I’ve seen what you go home to every night.”

“Who says I go home to him all the time?”

“You always were a slut.”

A coy smile formed on Leanne’s face. “That’s why you married me.”

“You ever cheat on me?”

“Oh. So you’ve become a cuck now?”

“No. I just think you’re a slut.”

“Well, I always thought that co-worker of yours was cute.”

“Roy?”

“Mhmm yeah. Roy.” Leanne purred, her voice ever so sultry as she spread her legs.

“Roy is such a nerd.”

“Mhmm. It’s always the reserved ones that are passionate behind closed doors. You know I still call him.”

Kyall had no idea that Roy and his wife were seeing each other. Hell, he had no idea whether Leanne was telling the truth or if she was just trying to taunt him. It was certainly working though, as he was hard as a rock. He glanced into the rear view mirror, which was when Leanne decided to hike up the skirt of her dress and expose the fact that she was wearing no panties. Her hand reached for her pussy, gently massaging it.

“The last time I fucked Roy it was in Brian’s bed. I called him over, and he was there in ten minutes. He found me in the bedroom, playing with myself just like this.”

Again Kyall glanced in the rear view, this time watching as his ex-wife’s finger glided up and down her greasy lovelips.

“I thought you preferred your vibrator?”

“Don’t need a vibrator when Roy comes around.”

“There’s no way he fucks you that good.”

“Jealous.”

“No.”

“Oh don’t pretend. You’ve always been so competitive. Now every time you see Roy, you’re gonna know he’s been fucking your ex-wife. Every time he seems a little happier you’ll know it’s because he’s been fucking my brains out. Every time he shakes your hand, he’ll have done so having just fingered me like I’m fingering myself right now. Hell, you could probably smell my pussy on his finger if you really wanted to.”

At this point, Kyall was past the point of words. He needed to find a spot to pull over and remind Leanne of what she’d given up after divorcing him.