Roadside Hotwife Temptation

The summer rain hammered the office parking lot outside the sleek glass building, turning the asphalt into a shimmering mirror under the party lights spilling from the windows. I stood at the edge of the crowded room, my cock already half-hard from the way Elena kept glancing at me across the sea of suits and cocktail dresses. She was my hotwife, and tonight she’d promised to find a stranger to fuck while I watched from the shadows. Tension crackled between us like the lightning outside, her short black dress hugging every curve, the hem riding high on her tanned thighs as she sipped her drink and scanned the room.

Elena’s eyes locked on a tall, broad-shouldered guy in a charcoal suit near the bar. He looked like he’d wandered in from the highway—rugged jaw, dark hair damp from the rain, tie loosened like he’d driven all night. His name tag read “Mark – Vendor.” Perfect. She set her glass down and swayed over, hips rolling just enough to make my pulse spike.

「こんにちは」と彼女は低くハチミツのように滑らかな声で言い、胸が彼の腕に触れるほど近づいた。「長距離のドライブ？何かお相手が要りそうに見えるけど。」

マークが振り返り、視線はまっすぐ彼女の胸元に落ちてから、すぐに顔へと戻った。ゆっくりと笑みが広がる。「ああ、実はね。外はひどい雨でさ。俺はマーク。ここで働いてるの？」

“Elena. Sort of. My husband does.” She glanced my way for half a second, a wicked little smile tugging her lips. “He doesn’t mind if I chat with interesting strangers. Especially ones who look like they know how to handle a woman on the road.”

私は鉢植えのそばに下がったまま、心臓を高鳴らせ、彼女が彼を扱くのを見ながら、ズボンの中でペニスを張り詰めさせていた。マークの目はわずかに見開いたが、欲望はすぐに彼を捉えた。「ご主人は…それで大丈夫なのか？」

“Very cool,” she whispered, stepping closer, her fingers tracing the edge of his jacket. “He loves knowing I get what I need. You game?”

Mark’s breath hitched. “Fuck, yeah. Where?”

She took his hand and led him toward the dimly lit service hallway behind the conference rooms, rain still pattering against the windows. I followed at a distance, pulse roaring in my ears. They slipped into an empty storage room stacked with extra chairs and boxes. The door clicked shut behind them, but I eased it open just enough to see.

Elena didn’t waste time. She pushed Mark against the wall, her mouth on his in a hungry kiss, tongues sliding wetly. “I want your cock,” she breathed against his lips. “Right now. Fill my married pussy.”

“Shit, you’re direct,” he groaned, hands roaming down to grip her juicy ass, squeezing hard. He hiked her dress up, revealing her black lace thong already soaked. His fingers slipped under the fabric, rubbing her swollen clit in slow circles. Elena moaned, head tipping back, her voice a husky whisper.

“Yes… just like that. My husband’s watching. He gets so hard seeing a stranger touch me.”

Mark’s eyes flicked to the cracked door, meeting mine for a beat. Surprise flashed, then raw lust. “Hotwife, huh? Damn. Bend over that table.”

She did, bracing her palms on the cold metal surface, ass arched high. Mark unzipped, pulling out a thick, veiny cock that made her whimper. He rubbed the fat head along her slick pussy lips, teasing her entrance.

“Tell me how bad you want it,” he growled, voice rough.

「深く欲しいの」エレナは息を切らしながら、腰を押し付けた。「私の既婚のマンコを広げて。彼が時々するより激しく犯して。」

He thrust in with one powerful stroke, burying every inch. Her walls clenched visibly around him, juices coating his shaft as he started pounding. The wet slap of skin filled the small room, her tits bouncing inside the dress with each rough snap of his hips. I stroked myself slowly, mesmerized by the sight—his balls smacking her clit, her moans rising higher.

“God, you’re tight,” Mark grunted, one hand fisting her hair, pulling her head back so she arched more. “This pussy was made for strange dick.”

「もっと激しく…お願い」と彼女は懇願し、声は小さな叫びに変わっていった。彼は速度を上げ、彼女を激しく突き、テーブルが床を擦る音がした。エレナの脚は震え、最初の絶頂が速くも彼女を貫いた——膣は脈打ち、太ももを伝って少し潮を吹きながら、彼女は叫び声を上げた。

I couldn’t hold back anymore. Slipping inside, I closed the door behind me. “Switch positions,” I said quietly. Mark pulled out, cock glistening with her cream. Elena turned, eyes glassy with lust, and hopped onto the table, spreading her legs wide. She grabbed Mark’s slick dick and guided it back inside her, wrapping her thighs around his waist.

He fucked her face-to-face now, deep and grinding, his pelvis rubbing her clit on every thrust. Their breaths mingled in hot pants, her nails digging into his shoulders. “Cum inside me,” she whispered fiercely. “Fill this hotwife pussy. I want to feel it drip all night.”

マークのリズムが乱れ、低く唸りながら彼は自分自身を根元まで埋め込みました。彼の肉棒は目に見えて脈打ち、太い精液の束を何度も彼女の奥深くに注ぎ込みました。エレナは再び絶頂に達し、膣壁が彼を搾り取るように締め付け、彼女の喘ぎ声は柔らかく満足げなすすり泣きに変わりました。

They stayed locked like that for a long moment, rain still drumming outside. Finally Mark pulled out, a creamy trail of his load leaking from her swollen pussy. He zipped up, gave her a dazed kiss on the cheek. “Best office party detour ever. Drive safe out there.”

エレナはだるそうに微笑み、ドレスを整えた。「あなたもね、見知らぬ人。」

彼は廊下へと抜け出した。私は彼女を引き寄せ、深くキスをして、彼女の舌に残るスリルを味わった。パーティーの喧騒が静まるのを待ってから、晴れ間の広がる嵐の中を車で家へと帰った。

朝の光がキッチンのブラインド越しに差し込む中、私はコーヒーを注いでいました。エレナは私のオーバーサイズのシャツを着てテーブルに座り、脚を組んでいて、昨夜の掴みによる内もものかすかな痣がありました。彼女はマグカップの縁越しに私の視線に気づき、頬を赤らめました。

「マークは次の目的地に着けたと思う？」と彼女は静かに尋ねた。声はまだ少し掠れていた。

私は彼女のカップを近くに滑らせ、指が彼女の指に触れた。「たぶん、まだ君のまんこのことを考えてるよ。」

She bit her lip, smiling. “Good. Because I’m already wondering who the next stranger on the road will be.”

私たちは張りつめた沈黙の中でグラスを傾け、盗み見る視線がすべてを物語っていた——欲望はまだくすぶり続け、次の機会に備えているのだと。

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