It was an unseasonably warm morning for the first November. The sky was clear, and absent the usual umbrella of clouds, walking commuters were enjoying an unexpectedly pleasant stroll to work.

Arianne was not most commuters. Where they were freshly made up for a day in the office, her make up was suggestive, but stale. Where they were dressed professionally, she was wearing a tight, cheap dress, reminiscent of an adolescent fantasy of what a nurse might wear for a shift in the sex hospital. 

She had bought a size down to accentuate her curves, she considered her round tits and juicy ass to be her best features. Unfortunately her costume was designed with a row of buttons down the front, and at some point the night before the top half had all burst, forcing her to hold the upper part of her dress closed with her left hand now. Her right hand held her high heels, while she walked barefoot, another item of clothing where function now failed her in the name of form.

When she set out this morning, she might have expected to be part of a community of worse for wear, costume clad revellers making their way home after ending Halloween night in unplanned lodgings. Instead, as far as she could see, she was the only one.

She drew a hundred looks, whispers and sniggers from the commuters all around her, but fortunately for her, Arianne was much too hungover to care.

She stood at a corner, separate from the rest of the crowd, waiting for a light to change, When a car suddenly screeched to a halt in front of her. The window rolled down, and a handsome man with curly hair and a cheeky smile called out to her from the driver seat, “Hellooooo Nurse.”

Arianne smiled warmly at him as she bent forward to look inside the vehicle, “Ben!”

“You look like you had a good night?”

“To tell you the truth I’ve had better. Give me a lift home and I’ll tell you all about it?”

“Get in.”

She smirked and settled into the seat. The car set off and she reclined in the seat and released her hold on her dress so that her red, lacey bra was visible to him, the sheer material just barely containing her tits and doing nothing to hide her nipples.

Ben glanced at her and smirked, “I bet that costume went down well with the guys last night?”

Arianne stretched her hands up over her head and sighed, “I got a few compliments.”

Ben did his best to concentrate on the road as he navigated the city blocks, “You ended up in some stranger's bed then?”

“You know me,” she said with a dramatic pout, “but I was desperate to be fucked and it didn’t happen.”

“Oh? Why not?”

“Can you believe I was sucking his cock and he passed out?”

Ben grinned, “Well, I know what a blowjob from you feels like, and…. No, I can’t believe that.”

“Well, it happened. Do you know why I went home with him?”

“Why?”

“Because he was wearing a Superman costume, like the one you like to wear. He reminded me of the last halloween before you met Heidi, when you fucked my brains out in that costume. I still get a pavlovian response to Superman in my cunt.”

“Oh,” Ben said, eyes wide in surprise.

“How is Heidi these days?”

“She’s good.”

“Does she suck your cock as well as I used to?”

“Uhhhh,” Ben’s face was visibly turning red, “She doesn’t really like to give oral.”

Arianne suddenly had a wicked smile on her face, “Oh my god, she doesn’t suck your cock? You must be desperate for a blowjob?”

“I’m not,” Ben laughed awkwardly.

“Come on, I know how much you love having your cock sucked.”

“Arianne, stop. Believe me, I’m a very satisfied man.”

Arianne moved closer to him, placing a hand on his crotch, feeling his hard cock through his jeans, “I can make you more satisfied.”

“I can’t….”

“You can. You don’t even need to do anything. Just relax and let me take care of you. I just want to say thanks for the ride. She’ll never know.”

Ben paused, then nodded, and Arianne set to work opening his trousers, releasing a long, hard cock. Ben reached over and grabbed her tit through her bra, drawing a soft moan from Arianne.

Arianne gripped the base of his cock with a hand and leaned over and took the tip inside her mouth. She closed her eyes while she held him with her lips, and bobbed her head to slide them up and down his length.

“Oh fuck,” he groaned as he navigated the streets and squeezed her tit, “Christ,I forgot how good your lips feel!”

His hand snuck inside the cup of her bra and found a nipple, and he twisted it gently, drawing a muffled moan from Arianne. Then he moved his hand from her tit to the back of her head and applied a small amount of downward force, which drew another moan.

She put her spare hand up her dress to touch herself, her fingers moved rapidly side to side and soon she had to let his cock fall out of her mouth as she came, moaning loudly all the while.

She grinned widely at him, “Thanks, I need that.” Then, she took him back in her mouth.

“My god, you are such a filthy cock-slut,” he said as she bobbed her head, her lips slid up and down his saliva-slick shaft. He pulled her dress up so he could see her ass framed by her scarlet thong. His hand settled on the skin of her cheek as he did his best to concentrate on the road.

Ben slipped down a side street into a small, empty car park. He killed the engine and relaxed, and closed his eyes.

Arianne released his cock from her lips and looked curiously up at him, “Where are we?”

“Somewhere private.”

“Good.”

She moved to straddle him in the driver seat and kissed his lips. His hands undid the remaining buttons on her dress and opened it. His hand touched her through her thong, then his fingers slipped inside to rub her clit.

She pulled her tits out of their cups, one at a time, and he reached down to suck on a nipple. Then, she pulled her thong aside and lined up his cock and slowly lowered herself onto it, taking it easily inside her.

“Oh my god Ben, I’ve missed your cock so bad,” she moaned as she raised and lowered herself, sliding him in and out of her body, “It feels so nice.”

Ben released her nipple and went to kiss her again.

“Am I a better fuck than Heidi?” Arianne asked.

“Yes,” Ben breathed, before adding, “I’m close.”

“It’s ok, you can cum in me like you used to,” Arianne said with a broad, warm smile on her face.

Ben nodded, before wrapping his lips around a nipple once again. Arianne’s hand snaked down between their bodies to find her clit and started to rub it furiously.

They came together, Arianne with a shout and scream, Ben with a grunt. Arianne’s body jerked and writhed in pleasure as she accepted the gift of Ben’s cum. Her orgasm ended, she smiled down at him, while he stared back at her in horror.

“Relax,” Arianne said as she climbed off him, and fixed up her underwear and redid the last few buttons on her dress, “You knew what you were doing when you picked me up. I’m on the pill, it’s not like you’re going to knock me up.”

“Can you just not tell anyone about this?”

“Of course! It’s just between you and me and that’s all it ever has to be.”

Ben visibly relaxed as he drove her back to her apartment building. Arianne stepped out of the car and turned to say goodbye, “Give me a call when you want to do this again.”

Ben sighed, “I won’t.”

“Yes you will,” With that she turned and walked through the door, leaving him staring after her.