There was just one problem. My wife asked if I’d take her to go get her car. She hardly slept on the plane and wanted to go right to bed.

So, I looked at Leah and asked if she was ready to go. She said she wanted to change real quick, as she was headed to a friends brunch right after she grabbed her car. No going back to bed for her. The difference between a 19yo and a 45yo.

I took the opportunity to bring the luggage upstairs and take a quick rinse. I came downstairs to find Leah sitting on the couch scrolling on her phone. Legs crossed wearing a tiny white skirt, her stomach bare, something like a tube top with straps wrapped around her chest tightly, nipples impossible to miss poking against the fabric. Fuck, she was stunning.

You ready Leah I asked. She looked up, that darling smile flashing again as she uncrossed her legs and stood up, pressing her dress down at the same time and giving it a light tug on the back, where it just barely covered her ass.

We walked to the car and I opened the trunk, loading her luggage. She interrupted me as I was about to close the trunk and stepped in front of me, reaching in to get something out of her suitcase. Her skirt rose to give me a glimpse of her black lace panties tight against the soft skin of her pussy. My cock hardened immediately. I yelled at myself for being such a fucking horny degenerate, lusting after this 19yo that Id known for years and whose parents we went to church with.

Distracted with that thought my hands still reaching up to pull down the trunk I felt a soft pressure press against me. Leah had finished in her luggage and stepped back, her ass pressed firmly against my dick. She didn’t move quickly, she just made a little innocent oh sound of surprise before casually sliding to the side, ass rubbing my cock as she slid.

This time I apologized, and she acted as if nothing has happened, bouncing to the passenger door and sliding inside. I closed the trunk and gave myself a litttle pep talk. Get it together you fuck. Tucking myself in my waste band once more I got in the car.

We began driving, and I could tell she was just staring at me. I glanced over to her, she was leaning towards me in her chair, her skirt was scrunched up, one of her legs folded under the other, her thighs spread and her panties in clear view.

She looked at me a little differently now, her eyes challenging me.

“I keep making you hard Mr M” she said. “It’s kind of cute how embarrassed you get.”

“It’s not appropriate Leah”, I replied.

“You know I’ve been with guys before, I’m not some innocent little girl”

“I know your dad, and you just spend a week with me and Mrs M” I said

“You want to fuck me, you can if you want, just as me Mr M and I’ll do it, but you’ve gotta ask me” she said almost in a pleading tone.

I couldn’t think. It was like my brain was under water. I pulled off the road and in to a mostly vacant shopping center.

“It’s not a good idea Leah, let me get you to your car. We can pretend this never happened” I told her, finding some resolve in my voice

She reached across the console and put her hand on my arm. She looked close to tears. “You don’t like me? You don’t think I’m pretty? I’ve had a crush on you for so long Mr M. I thought… I.. I’m so stupid. Fuck.”

I had no idea what type of emotion was hitting me, she still looked hot as fuck, and her wanting me was a big fucking turn on, and I felt bad for her, and also like she really needed me to want her, “your beautiful, incredible really, yeah, you’ve been driving me insane”

“Then why don’t you want me? I’ll do anything you want” she said softly, biting her lower lip.

I broke. “I fucking want you Leah, I want you badly”.

I started the car again and pulled it around the back of the shopping center. I guided her towards me and she straddled me. We began kissing like two lovers reunited. My hands eagerly explored her body, squeezing her smooth skin and soft curves with joy.

I rubbed her pussy through her soft panties, which quickly became wet before sliding them aside and putting my fingers inside her. She rested her head on my shoulder and breathed in my ear as I slid two fingers in and out of her, thoroughly enjoying the feel of her tight warm and slick vagina. She moaned and I slid my other hand to her ass cheek before gently pressing a finger in to her backside, bringing a gasp of surprise but no objection.

She took my cock in her hands. Freeing it from my boxers and shoes, and stroked my throbbing shaft. I pulled her hips towards me and slid my cock into her. She began to moan “oh god, oh my god” as I buried all of my 7 inches to the hilt. Stretching her around my thick shaft and it felt fucking heavenly.

She bounced up and down, while I thrust, loud smacks sounded as our hips connected with each thrust of my cock deep inside her. I pushed her away opened the door and slid out from under her. I stood in front of her, my cock covered in her creamy juices.

“Take it in your mouth Leah” I told her, and she did. Eyes watering with the effort of getting as much of my dick as possible down her throat. She licked her juices off around the base of my shaft and my balls. I was turned on like I didn’t know I could be.

I wasn’t sure I could last much longer, but I knew how I wanted to finish.

I helped her out of the car, and bent her over the hood. Her tiny skirt looked like a belt, her panties were still on, but stretched and soaked. My cock slid in to her one more, watching her ass bounce as I pounded home faster and faster was absolutely gorgeous.

I took her hips in my hand and gave her everything I had. Her legs buckled slightly and her hands looked for something to grip on the hood. Her moaning stopped as her breath caught.

I exploded deep inside her, and could tell it was a massive load, relief after the plane and the car ride. I stayed inside her caressing her ass, and back, and sliding my hands up to squeeze her breasts.

Finally stepping back, I watched her opened pussy pulse and squeeze, my cum draining out and down her inner thigh.

I helped her off the hood, she wiped some cum from between her legs and cleaned it off her hands with her mouth.

I gave a her a kiss, and straightened up her skirt and top.

“Get in” I told her, let’s go.

And with that I dropped her off at the mechanic. Mascara a mess, forearms red, hair astray and my load leaking out of her perfect vagina.

She smiled and said see ya, and sauntered off with an extra sway in her hips and her head held high.