I hear him before I see him, he’s pissed off about something, I don’t know if it’s at me or… I brace myself.

A plastic container goes flying past my ear, “fuck, sorry babe”, phew ok, it’s not at me, still not safe though apparently. I haven’t said anything in response, it pays not to. He comes up and wraps me tightly in those ridiculously strong arms of his and kisses my neck grumpily, “going to bed”, he mumbles and he’s gone. Weird.

I think about going after him, find out what’s wrong, try to make him feel better, maybe suck his cock, but I’m feeling too freaked out about the plan for TONIGHT, being a complete wreck now. I’ve got about 3 hours to get this shithead to snap out of it or we are all fucked (not in a good way).

I call the girls via group video to see if they have any bright ideas. The seriousness quickly turns into outrageous scenarios and fits of laughter - at least I feel better now. Trish, a Viking-like blonde with silky smooth skin and arms that look like they could wrestle alligators, hushes the flurry and we pay attention as if we were her students in the classroom. “I’ve got an idea” she whispers devilishly. Oh my fucking god, this bitch is awesome. And scary as hell. I love it. We all do.

He loves to drive. Fast. I slip into a skimpy dress, put some gloss on my lips, enter the bedroom and tap him softly on the shoulder. I lean in, and in the sexiest voice I could manage, ask if he wants to go for a drive. His attention is piqued - this is a good start. Can I come for a drive? Promise I won’t interfere, (I’m always commenting on the speedo or, you know, the centre line) I’ll keep my attention elsewhere, I wink at him. He’s up, chucking on his shorts and grabbing his keys in seconds. I’m excited, horny and scared.

We head up a hilly road in the middle of nowhere, he knows this road like the back of his hand and is always bragging to me about the speed in which he can get down it - it doesn’t impress me much, it scares the shit out of me. The road is quiet and empty, I can’t believe I’m about to do this but I put on his driving music mix and turn the volume loud. The beat immediately gets both our blood pumping and it’s all on now. I’m gripping the car seat as if it’s my life line and he’s having the time of his life, whatever issues were bothering him earlier no longer exist. As we skid into the end of the road I let go of the breathe I’d been holding for what felt like hours… “damn” I exhale. I need air at this point so we jump out of the car, admiring the view. He suggests this place is too beautiful for clothing and I agree. We strip down. Standing directly in front of me, he spreads my feet apart with his and before I can even blink is eating me eagerly, licking every drop of me, nibbling my clit while stroking my labia with his fingers. I’m wet as fuck and so turned on it’s almost painful. Then he slips his fingers inside and I’m done. He’s drinking cum as if he’s dying of thirst and just found a fountain. I’m screaming and holding his face hard against me while my pussy throbs and my body shakes and spasms as if I’m being electrocuted. I kiss him deeply. He tastes amazing. We stumble back to the car and I sink into the seat, wow. “Time to go down” he grins at me, oh shit! “Babe”, I put my hand on his thigh, my little finger brushing past his bare cock, “I don’t know if I can handle it”… His grin broadens… “there is one way you can get me to slow down, I will have to pay close attention to the road if you’re doing that”. Phew! He played right into my hands.