Stay

Stay, after all this guy looks like a dick and maybe you can help her.

You decide that your need to pee can wait and you stay put, after all, she looked like she needed the help. “Don’t worry, I’m not going anywhere.” I say touching her hand.

“Thanks. I need that.” She said turning to face her soon to be ex.

“Who the hell is this guy?” The jackass said as soon as he was close enough to. “You fucking my wife?” He called to me looking to pick a fight.

“Excuse me.” Crystal said, “First, you’re the one who fucked someone else while we were married, in fact while I was going into labor you had your dick in some skank.” She said putting herself between the two of us.

Quickly I unsnapped the skates from the boots and set them to the side silently feeling a fight was coming if he put his hands on her. Yet, as I rose to my full height, which was a full head taller even if I was only five ten without the skates, he started to back down.

“Secondly, it’s ex-wife, get used to it, because it is going to happen.”

“You think. We’re married for life. My religion has no divorce, you’re with me till you die bitch.” The jackass said putting his hands on his hips as he moved in closer.

“Your groups’ fancy lawyers may have delayed our divorce as long as I am pregnant, but that isn’t going to be for much longer, as soon as I drop this other piece of shit you put inside me, there’s nothing you can do.” She spit back moving closer to you. “Don’t believe me?” She said pulling her shirt over her belly. “How about I find a long stick, break my water, and push this kid out right here and be done with this whole thing.”

“You’re just tired, stop this and come home.” He seethed.

“No, I have a home and you aren’t finding it. Lastly, what does it matter who I’m fucking. After all, I’ll fuck who I want.”

“I matters, because I don’t want some guys’ dirty dick spoiling my clean pussy.” He roared, though coming from him it sounded more like a toddler throwing a tantrum, as he grabbing her by the arm and pulling her away from you.

At that point I had enough but was interrupted when she spun away shouting. “I will put any dirty dick in MY pussy anytime I want. In fact, I”m horny as hell right now.” Sha said, suddenly dropping her running shorts to her ankles exposing her soft pinkish-white panties with the darker pink lace at the legs. “I think, fuck the stick, I’ll fuck him right here and now until this kid is comes.”

“You wouldn’t dare.”

“Think so?” She said pulling her shirt off exposing the matching bra to the panties although this one looked rather stretched out and had several rips where seams had parted under the strain of her barely constrained bust. “Doug, pants off.” She shouted before turning and facing him. “I suggest you take your spawn and get gone. Because you’re about to see what a real fuck looks like. Not the thirty second squirt you’re putting out.”

“I got the job done.” He screamed turning the stroller back to his car and trying to keep from tears of humiliation, but stopped as he noticed the large dark pink wet patch that spanned her crotch. “And at least I haven’t pissed myself you disgusting bitch.” He called while putting his sleeping son in the car seat.

“Oh honey, I could have gotten the same thing from a turkey baster, and I would have gotten more pleasure out of that as well.” That was it, he took off quickly leaving her standing shouting in her undies. “And I wouldn’t have pissed myself if you were on time you piece of shit.” Just as he started his car and roared off, she turned to me. “Jesus, that felt good. Where do you want to go now?” She shouted before realizing I was staring. “What?”

“You may want to put some things back on.” I said with a grin watching her eyes fill with the realization that she was now standing in a public park with only her underwear keeping her from the worlds view.

“Oh, shit.” She grunted quickly racing back to where her shirt and shorts were left and quickly pulled them over the required parts. “Well it still felt fuckin great, think anyone saw anything?” She asked as soon as she had her shirt over her tits.

“No.” I answered looking around at the mostly empty parking lot. “Just me.”

“Good. Look, I’m sorry about the whole fucking you thing. You probably have a wife and kids yourself.” She said sitting on the bench and pulling the shorts up.

“No.” I said “No wife, no kids.”

“Really.” She said coyly. “Well, where to then?” She said standing back up holding my skates out to me.

My bladder was still sending signals of fullness and that was what drove my choice. There was a path through the center of the park up a bit of a rise and then down to a snack bar where there was a pair of single person bathrooms. Yet if we continued along the jogging path, we would eventually come to one of the three big bathrooms along the way, the question was if I would make it that far.

1. Suggest you go up the middle path to the snack bar bathroom. After all your bladder is still full.

2. Decide to continue on the jogging path and take your chances with making it to the bathroom.