The hussy that fucked her husband

“Oh aren’t you a sight for sore eyes?” said the thick Southern accent of the female driving the American muscle car. “You’re lookin’ a bit underdressed for a nature hike. Needin’ a ride into town?”

Janelle had a mix of emotions about entering her car, considering how she was the one that fucked her husband in the middle of the club the previous night. Janelle kept her tits and pussy covered with her arms as best that she could. She put on her best fake smile and said, “You are a lifesaver! It was starting to get a bit toasty out here.” She noticed the leather seats and politely asked, “Should I put down a towel or something? I don’t want to mess up your seats with my sweat.”

She pulled down her glasses and said, “It’s alright, sweetheart. I think you are about to add extra value to the car. I ain’t worried about a little sweat damaging the leather.” Janelle threw in her heels and sat down with a huff making sure to hide herself for modesty sake. It felt nice being back in an air conditioned car. She took a breath with her eye closed half expecting the car to be taking off but opened them to see the car wasn’t moving. She looked to the driver that was staring at her. “Rough night, darlin’?”

Janelle let out a **** chuckle and said, “Rougher morning too. I wasn’t naked like this when I left the city. I’m lucky you showed up and not some creeper that would put me in their sex dungeon.”

“Well shit! You figured out my plan,” said the attractive blonde with a chuckle. “In all honesty, you really need to be more careful, darling. How did you even end up naked like this?”

Janelle felt a bit embarrassed as she thought about it and said, “Let’sss…just say I had an argument that got out of hand and ended with me naked.”

The blonde driver smiled and said, “Okie dokie.” Janelle appreciate the blonde not wanting to dig deeper but she was surprised by the sudden change of pace from the driver, “Oh shoot! Where are my manners! My name is Sammy. It’s a pleasure to meet you.” She extended to the naked woman as Janelle offered her hand.

“Janelle,” she said while keeping her intimates covered as best as she could. She could feel Sammy’s lecherous gaze on her naked skin and Janelle would be lying to not admit she was enjoying it. Sammy took the car back on the road and began to drive Janelle to a new but uncertain future.