More perfume

“Randy, uh, if you, uh, could please turn around while I put myself together it’d be greatly appreciated,” she stammered.

Not wanting to be caught in any kind of situation Randy immediately obliged.

Marilyn noted how quickly the driver complied and smiled at the obedience to the request. She reopened her knees and fished her thong back up her legs. Next she gently eased her breasts back into her bra.

Worried about losing the feeling she had going she reached for her handbag and again sprayed the perfume on her wrist and inhaled the intoxicating smell.

As she drew in the scent Marilyn felt her loins go on fire. The heat was back and concentrated in her most tender, sensitive spots.

Marilyn wanted to be fucked. No, she needed to be fucked.

Clambering out of the car, her dress straps still down, Marilyn called for Randy to turn around.

“OK Uber driver I’ve got a new destination for you,” she purred.

Randy turned around and drank in the view of his rider, partially dressed, standing in front of him, full breasts pushed out, straining the cups of her pushup bra.

Not waiting for a response Marilyn lunged at him, tossing her handbag to the ground and throwing herself into his doughy body. Her hands wrapped around his neck, pulling his face in as she initiated a long kiss.

“How soon can you be ready?” She asked after pulling back.

Mind racing Randy did the calculations on it and determined if this was some kind of prank or set-up he needed to see it through. Because if it wasn’t this was an opportunity he couldn’t pass up.

“You don’t make requests,” Randy replied cooly. “Now go stand in front of the vehicle and wait for me to join you.”

The change in tone caught Marilyn. Maybe Randy wasn’t meek after all. The assertive tone aroused Marilyn who appeared to be falling deeper into her breathing again as she continued to intake the aroma of the previously sprayed perfume.

Marilyn pulled her dress down and stepped out of it before standing in front of the Juke, who’s headlights were still on and shining against the white garage door.

“Put your hands on the hood and bend over the car,” Randy commanded.

Marilyn did as told. Her shapely visible body, clad in only a bra and thong, was perfectly silhouetted against the garage door now. The blonde felt another rush in her loins.

She felt an intense stirring in her loins. Marilyn badly wanted to slip a finger in if Randy was going to be this slow, but she put her hands over the hood of the vehicle and waited.

Losing herself to her mind again Marilyn imagined Leo from the dance floor and not Randy. She felt as her thong was once again pushed down, her legs spread out and then the entrance came hard. The instant rocking motion overtook her body as Marilyn felt the rhythmic in-and-out and played her part accordingly.

Randy listened to Marilyn mew as he pumped with everything he had into the awaiting woman. Using his right hand he reached up and unclasped the bra. It fell on the hood of the car. Shortening the strokes, he reached under the swell of her breasts, cupping the large mass and squeezing roughly.

The actions and visual outside of Marilyn’s house hardly matched what was happening inside her mind where Leo and her were deep in passionate sex. His soft hands playing with her hard nipples, his large member penetrating her with rhythm and skill.

Instead Randy was laboring as he thrust in and out of the most inviting, slickest pussy he’d ever had the good fortune of fucking. His stubby fingers playing with with Marilyn’s rock hard nipples.

Randy knew he was losing control, but the last thing he was going to do was spray inside of a random Uber rider.

The driver pulled out.

Marilyn gasped on the retreat. Once again her pent up loins ached.

Unable to resist temptation Randy swatted Marilyn’s curvy ass.

“Sorry lady. That’s it for me.”

A stunned, bottomless Marilyn watched as Randy pulled his sweat pants up and stepped around to the driver’s side front door.

Choice 1 — Beg Randy to stay and finish the job

Choice 2 — Let Randy leave and head inside

Choice 3 — Try to get back inside the vehicle