As Toni anticipated and feared, Steve decided to stay with Angel and the children. He told her he loved her, but in all good conscience he couldn't break up his family.
Toni wept and begged him to reconsider, but she knew his mind was made up. Then she begged him to continue seeing her. She told him she wouldn't press him to divorce Angel, but she needed to see him and make love with him. He was sweet and kind, but honest. He tried to let her down easy, but it was inevitable that they split up.
Steve accepted a new job which would keep him on the road more often than his last job. In a way Toni knew that would make it easier for her to lose him. Angel would continue her wild ways but in the end Toni would be the loser.
Toni wondered if she loved Steve because she couldn't have him. She looked at Cliff in a new light. Did she love him? She didn't know. Did she want to lose him? Now that she was losing Steve she wanted to hang onto her husband at all costs.
She begged Steve to see her one last time before he began his new job. They decided to meet on a busy corner downtown. Angel was staying home with the children who had just returned from camp. Suddenly Steve was very careful about keeping his infidelities from Angel.
Toni used the opportunity to have her annual medical checkup. When she left the doctor's office, she stood on the corner and waited for Steve.
She pulled the collar of her trench coat up around her chin. The doctor had depressed her. Her health was excellent, but he cautioned her to begin a family before it was too late.
The wind whipped at her legs and several men passing by flirted with her. She ignored them. She'd changed a lot in the past year. She'd been such a flirt before. She'd become more subdued somehow and it was all due to her affair with Steve. He'd made her feel warm and loved and more womanly. She was less tough and more vulnerable. Strange men no longer interested her. And the doctor's words rang in her ears. Start a family before it's too late, he said; before it's too late. Oh, damn, men didn't have this problem! It wasn't fair.
She looked around for Steve. He was late. What if Angel found some excuse to keep him at home? Toni hadn't seen Angel since their lunch together. She avoided going out in her yard and going to neighborhood parties. She didn't want to see Angel with Steve. It would break her heart.
She remembered the last time she and Steve fucked. It had been so wonderful. It was at a party and they'd used an upstairs bedroom. Steve had fucked her more intensely than ever. He'd taken her quickly, not even giving her time to get her panties down. She loved it. She loved surrendering to his demands. She loved being taken like a bitch in heat, which was what she knew she was.
The wind blew her hair and a businessman walking down the street whistled at her and winked. She smiled in response. She'd have to start living without Steve. There was no way she could be faithful to Cliff. She'd stay married to him and even have his children, but she needed other men to fuck and she meant to have them.
Suddenly Steve drove up and parked at the curb. He leaned across the seat and opened the passenger door.
Without a word, she climbed in and he gunned the motor and roared off.
"Hi, darling," she said, moving close to him.
He kept his eyes on the car in front of him. "Wait until we're out of this traffic," be said.
Disappointed, she stayed on her side and watched the other cars. Just seeing Steve turned her on. How could she face life without him?
"I missed you," he said. He reached for her hand and squeezed it.
"I missed you too."
It began to rain and the wind caused the rain to beat against the windshield. It seemed only fair to Toni that the weather should match her mood.
"Let's just drive for a while," he said.
"I'd like that," Toni said.
Soon they were out of the downtown area and the traffic thinned out. He took her hand and drew her closer to him. He draped his arm around her shoulder and kissed her hair.
"How's my girl?" he said.
"Depressed," she said.
He sighed deeply and removed his arm from her shoulders.
"Me too," he said, switching the radio on. "This is our last time, you know?"
"I know." Her eyes blazed. "How well I know."
Steve smiled and placed his hand on her knee. "Let's make it a good one."
"I'm so depressed," she said, her eyes brimming with tears.
He stroked her knee. "Who knows what the future will bring?" he said. "It's not the end of the world."
She blinked back her teats. "When did you become so philosophical? In fact you sound a little too chipper for [missing text]."
She sniffed and searched in her purse for a tissue. She didn't want to use the tissues Angel kept in the glove compartment.
He continued stroking her knee.
"You want me to cry, I'll cry," he said. He kissed her hair. "But I'd rather make our last time together a good one."
Toni sniffed hard. "Do you really think we might get together again some day? Don't give me hope if you don't mean it."
He tousled her hair and turned off the freeway onto a quiet residential street.
"I meant what I said," he said. "I love you and someday when the kids are grown we might be able to get back together again. But let's not either of us count on it." His fingers moved up her thigh and wedged between her legs.
She groaned. "Oh, God, you're getting to me."
She let her legs fall open and he moved his fingers over her crotch.
"You're wet," he said, seeking the damp groove of her slit.
She told him what the doctor had said about having a family. "So even if your kids are grown, I might have little kids and then I won't be able to split up with Cliff."
"That's the chance we take," he said, thrusting his fingers inside the damp crotch of her panties.
Hot sensations coursed through her as he fingered her pussy. She loved his boldness. Since it was raining, there was no one on the street, but there were other cars driving by. It turned her on to be making love in full view of other drivers. That was one of the things she loved about Steve. Yet she knew he wasn't this impulsive with Angel. Why were men different with their wives? Why couldn't they treat their wives the way they treated their mistresses?
Now she parted her thighs still farther and moved down on the seat, so he could more easily finger her cunt. She shivered when he plunged his index finger into her seething pussy.
He drove slowly up and down the neat streets and finger-fucked her. He only needed one hand on the wheel. And he used his other hand to probe the juicy hot folds of her cunt.
Toni couldn't resist placing her hand on his crotch. She felt his cock throbbing inside his pants. He fingered her flooded pussy and drove her wild with desire. She had to have his cock in her mouth. She couldn't wait to get to a motel.
"I've got to suck your prick," she said, struggling to pull his zipper down.
He helped her and together they managed to open his zipper. She worked her hand inside his shorts and grabbed his cock. It pulsed wildly in her hand and she bent down to lick it…
"Oh, honey, I can't wait to get to a motel," she said, flicking her tongue over the swollen head of his cock.
"You're not going to get an argument from me," he said.
She swirled her tongue over his cockhead and around the rim and watched it twitch with excitement. He grabbed the steering wheel with both hands and groaned when she took his hot throbbing prick inside her hungry lips.
She took a few inches of his thick shaft into her mouth and lapped her tongue over the hardening stalk. She gently drew his cockhead inside her lips and sucked on the very tip.
"Maybe we'll skip a motel tonight, hon," Steve said. "I told Angel to be home for dinner."
Toni froze at the mention of Angel's name. She spit his prick our. "You mean we're going to fuck in the car like two teenagers?"
He gently guided her mouth back over his prick.
"We've done it before," he said. "Like it, hon. Give me your best. Remember, it's the last one for a long time."
Toni decided he was right. She may as well make the best of it because he was right. She had no idea when she would suck his cock again and the thought saddened her.
To assuage her depression, she darted tiny sensuous kisses up and down his fuck pole. She dropped her hands to his balls and squeezed them gently. She sucked the swollen head of his dick more and more vigorously and soon felt giddy with excitement. Her cunt took over her emotions and she was no longer sad. She was horny and hot and eager to relieve the itch between her legs.
Her problem now was whether to suck him until he came or wait for him to park somewhere and fuck her. She forgot her dilemma as she crammed her mouth with his stiffening prick. It jabbed at the back of her throat and made her quiver with arousal.
Come! she said to herself as she slurped and slobbered on his fuck-muscle. Come in my mouth! She used her lips like a cunt. She devoured him with an intensity that made him clutch the steering wheel and groan.
She didn't notice when he parked, but suddenly he was gripping her head with both hands and fucking her mouth. She was no longer sucking him. He was ramming his prick between her hungry lips.
Toni controlled her gag reflex and drooled over his now rigid staff. She went after his jism with abandon. She smacked her lips and nibbled his fuck-meat. Her pussy was awash with juice and burning need.
She expected at any moment to feel his pungent-tasting spunk pour into her mouth. But apparently Steve had other plans. Her jaws ached and her pussy throbbed. She needed a release of some kind. The tension was just too much for the horny cheating wife.
"I'm not coming yet," Steve said, his voice strained and deep.
She reluctantly released his prick. "Oh, honey, I need it so bad!"
He lifted her up by her hair and gazed at her. It was then that she realized she was on the floor. She'd slipped off the seat without realizing it. He helped her back onto the seat and took her into his arms. His hands were all over her, on her huge jutting tits and her round belly. He squeezed her ass and stroked her thighs and all the while he gazed deeply into her eyes.
"I want to make our last fuck the best ever," he said. She started to speak, but he stopped her. "No, let me finish," he said. "I want this fuck to be great. I'm going to come all over your gorgeous body. Don't you worry, hon. I'll come in your mouth and everywhere before we're through."
"Oh, yes!" she sobbed, falling against him. "Oh, yes, fuck me all over, darling!"
At that moment she loved him more than ever. How could she give him up? How could she not? The choice wasn't hers.
She quivered all over with a combination of passion and emotion. She stopped crying and clung to him. She felt him tremble against her and knew he was close to tears too.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him hard. All her body and soul were in the embrace.
"Should we get in the back seat?" she said.
"No, I changed my mind," he said, starting the car. "Let's go to a motel."
Nodding happily. Toni fucked his dick back into his pants and smoothed her skirt as they drove to their favorite motel. As they rode up the elevator, Toni felt her cunt spasm. She felt as though she were, a bride again and Steve was her groom. That fantasy brought Cliff to mind, but she clung to Steve's arm and rubbed up against him.
"I feel so hot and quivery," she whispered.
"Me too," he said, patting her ass.
When they entered the room, Toni turned to him. She took a deep breath and moved into his arms.
"I wouldn't have missed this for the world," she said.
He slid his hands over her ass and drew her to him.
"Me neither," he said, and again she felt him tremble.
As they moved to the bed they kissed and his tongue coiled around hers. Toni felt every nerve-ending in her body tingle with emotion. Would any man ever make her feel this way again?
With a soft moan, she dropped to the bed and he crouched before her and undressed her. When she was down to her bra and panties, he bent over and kissed her ears and throat and cleavage.
She remembered that it was only recently she'd begun finding Steve attractive. Maybe there were other men she thought of as casual friends whom she could find attractive too. And maybe even love. Yes, maybe somewhere out there she would find another lover to whom she could give all the passion inside her.
Now he finished undressing her and she held his head against her tits and whispered hoarsely: "Fuck me, Steve."
"Oh, baby, am lever going to do just that," he said.
Her big tits jiggled as she sat up and he quickly clamped his lips over one of her turgid nipples. She lay her head back down as the waves of passion engulfed her.
He undressed and climbed into bed next to her. He tongued her tits and rubbed them with his big hands. She felt a little guilty about thinking of other men while they made love. She shivered when he flicked his tongue over her rubbery nipples and moved a hand between her legs.
They both panted for breath and Steve muttered her name over and over again. He pushed her thighs apart and, moved his head down until his lips were an inch from her twat.
She squealed when he nuzzled her cunt and licked her clit. He rubbed his nose up and down her downy slit and tongued the meaty pulp of her pussy.
She hissed with pleasure when he kissed her clit. She arched her back and brought her ass up off the bed. She grabbed hold of his hair and pulled his mouth more firmly against her.
She crashed through an orgasm when his tongue relentlessly swabbed her love-button.
He squeezed her tits while he devoured her. She raised her arms over her head and tore at her hair. And then she was coming again and her body was wracked with spasms.
She tossed her legs in the air and thrashed around wildly as the hot sensations took over her very being. When she regained her senses, Steve was climbing over her and dropping his prick over her face.
Shaking with excitement, she took his prick in her fist and sucked it into her mouth. She hungrily swirled her tongue over his bulbous cockhead and used her fingers to pump his shaft.
"Slower," he said, forcing her to release him. "Let's make it last a long time."
She controlled her lust and began making love to him slowly and gently. Slit let Steve fuck her mouth and she held her head perfectly still and relished the sensations.
When he stroked in her lips clung to his prick and when he pulled out her lips dragged over the heavily veined fuck-muscle. For the second time that day he crammed her mouth with his prick and once more she ached to have more on her tongue and teeth and lips.
She sucked feverishly again and he let her.
He thrust in and out of her mouth and she opened and closed her legs and tossed her tits around. Don't take it away from me! she thought. She held his balls in her fist and spit his prick out. She licked his nuts and wettened down with saliva. She took his dick back into her mouth and sucked so hard he forced her to release it.
He mounted her then and stuffed his prick into her raging cunt. She welcomed him lovingly, wrapping her legs around his waist and waiting for the assault she knew was coming.
Her cuntlips stretched wide as he thrust in and out in a corkscrewing motion. Her cunt boiled over quickly and she came, but he hung on until she came again.
"You fuck like a bunny," he gasped, straining as he finished up.
"One more!" she panted. "Just keep fucking me until I come one more time!"