Rick Donahue
White Girl Reamed
Chapter 1- Fucking For The Camera
“Where do we exit off this highway to get to this hotel John, we have been driving for so long” Charlene said to her hubby.
"Should be the next one coming up babe" her husband responded.
“That was a long drive, I need to get into that hotel, strip down to my birthday suit and jump into that shower immediately.”
Mid June was supposed to have them somewhere near Florida and not in New York, but since everything else was right on target, it did not really matter that they were hundreds of miles away from where they expected to be. As they drove down the highway Charlene appeared relaxed except for the vein beating behind her ears; the only sign of her fatigue since she looked so beautiful and relaxed otherwise with her bare feet both under her butt as she sat Indian-style on the passenger side of the car, her long hair blowing in the wind as she looked like her usual gorgeous self in her alter top and cutoff jeans. John could barely keep his eyes off her as he still found her so sexy even after all this time.
Even at thirty five she still had those legs that went on for days and those boobs, what could he say? He hit the jackpot there; this woman didn’t have to wear a bra as those boobs looked like something that should be in a magazine for perfect boobs. He couldn’t help but smile at the memory of those twin peaks in his mouth, all over his face; damn, if he didn’t change his train of thought then his cock was going to be the first thing the receptionist in the hotel will be saying hi to. He had to force his mind back to driving as he moved his attention from his dick back to the road.
“Finally, we are here” says Charlene as she uncurled her feet from under her butt and pushed them into her cute leather push toe sandals while she positioned her sunglasses on the top of her head and walked her sexy ass right up to the receptionist’s desk to check them in.
Even after being married for eight years and being together for 12, they never missed a single year of their summer vacation. It was something they looked forward to dong together since their lives were so busy and they did not get to spend enough time together all through the year.
Clearing their calendar for this time of the year was a priority for both of them and nothing short of a hurricane could keep them from going down to Atlanta to escape the cold in Chicago and spend some quality time together in some place warm and toasty. They will be winging it this year with no set plans, just their convertible, their Blackberries and each other, doing what they felt like doing on their drive down to Atlanta.
As he watched his wife walking away from him he felt the tightening of his cock once again as he shook his head and chuckled at the thoughts in his head as he tried to talk his cock back down into flaccid position. But hey who could blame him when he got such a hot wife who looked nowhere as close to her age.
He loved her long hair; he was remembering it draped over his cock as she deep throats him and it was all he could do not to cum all over himself as he watched her walking back towards him in the parking lot. The sight of her braless chest was almost his undoing and he gave up trying to talk his cock back down. The receptionist and anybody else in the lobby will just have to divert their eyes to another part of his body or just blame his obvious erection on his hot wife.