Marla in control-3
Marla spent the rest of the night draining the bottle of wine on the couch, her mind constantly going back to what she’d done. She figured by the time he’d pulled off the street the whole staff at the pizza restaurant would have known, and by now she was probably the talk of campus. She felt a little ashamed, but wondered what else could she do. Really it wasn’t what she could do, because she knew she could do what she wanted, but more a matter of what she would do. How far would she go, and who with.
Marla found out the next day, when she was out doing errands. As always she got “locked and loaded”. By the time she got to her final errand, at the hardware store, her faucet of a pussy was dripping, having been brought to three mini orgasms by the magical little remote. She’d planned to spend the rest of her day building a simple little bookcase that her unhandy husband couldn’t do for her. She managed to wander around on her own grabbing a few things she knew she needed, a hammer, some nails, a handsaw, and a can of stain. She had everything she needed except wood. The store had a chart showing selection of things that they had out in the warehouse, but she didn’t know what the difference was or how much she’d need. She pulled out her iPhone to see if she could do a little research on Google to figure out what would be best, when a salesman came by and asked her if she need any assistance.
She turned around, seeing a gorgeous hunk of a lumberjack type man, with a gruff beard covering his chiseled jaw. She didn’t usually go for this type of guy, but there was something about him that made her insides melt. He wore a plaid shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows and his forearms looked like the tree trunks he was probably cutting down that morning. He introduced himself as Jake, asked her about the project she was working on and decided that the best bet would be to have her come back into the warehouse to look at the wood piles to figure out what she’d like best.
He led her to the back and proceeded to tell her all about the differences between oak, maple, pine, poplar, and ash. Marla easily decided that she’d go with maple, feeling nostalgia for the maple syrup farm in Northern New England that her mother had grown up on. Even though her mind was made, she couldn’t take her eyes off of him, especially considering the remote had gotten bumped to the second setting as the warehouse door closed on her ass. Halfway through Jake’s presentation on ash, Marla knew she was on the verge and decided she’d make a move. As he finished up with something about the ash, Marla stepped towards him and asked if he had any other hardwood to show her. Jake started to discuss some special order options when Marla reached her hand down taking hold of the bulge in Jake’s tight jeans and coyly asked him “What about this wood?”
Realizing what was happening, Jake instantly stiffened in Marla’s hand, and was in shock wondering what might happen next. Fortunately, he didn’t have to wonder long because the gorgeous married woman he was alone in the back corner of a dark lumberyard made the next advance.
“Jake, in a moment you’re going to reach into the back pocket of my jean shorts and you will find a small black plastic remote. This remote wirelessly transmits to a vibrator that is currently in my soaking wet pussy. As you take a moment to think about if you’d like to continue, I’m going to sit on that stack of wood and spread my legs. You will be able to see my everything and will watch it cum. I will give you a nice show, but you may touch nothing other than the remote.”
With that Jake wrapped his arms around Marla, and reached down with both his arms to simultaneously check both pockets, He found it in one, but gave very firm squeezes to both butt cheeks, letting his hands linger longer than he probably should have. True to her word, Marla sat on the wood pile and put pulled her heels up as well allowing all of her self to be viewed by Jake. She could have been lying to him, but Jake noticed the vibrators pull string hanging out between her bare pussy lips. Marla’s words were confirmed when Jake pressed the remote’s mode button and a gasp escaped from her mouth. As Jake stared directly up her skirt he gave the remote another press and could see her pussy lips actually start to vibrate. He didn’t think it was possible, but the erection in his pants got even harder.
“Would you like to get a closer look?” Marla asked.
Jake’s heavy boots took three steps across the concrete and he knelt down with his head between her knees. He could smell the sweet scent of her wet sex. Another flick of the remote had Marla grabbing the back of Jake’s head and forcing it within inches of her quivering cunt. Jake couldn’t believe what how close he was and knowing how close she was he gave the remote one more click. This was the final straw and Marla, overly excited by the daringness of the situation, came with a f***e unlike any she’d had in sometime, squirting her cum all over Jake’s face, soaking his grizzly beard.
Jake leaned back, using his hands to wipe the juices out of his eyes and when he could see again he looked up at Marla smiling down at him. She reached her left hand, with its massive diamond ring out, and tugged on the wetness of his beard soaking her fingers. She retracted her arm, moving her hand to her own mouth sucking her cum off. She’d never been with another woman, and had never actually tasted herself and was surprised how delicious the sweet, yet musty goo was.
She stood up, took her remote back, and said to Jake “After you’re through cleaning yourself up in the bathroom, please bring six pieces of the maple the the counter so that I may check out.” And with that Marla walked out to the showroom.
