It wasn’t until we were going through the little grocery store we found that I really thought about what my wife was wearing. “I thought you didn’t pack any shorts.”
“Huh?” she asked, looking over at me.
I looked down at her, and moved my eyes to her shorts. “Remember, you weren’t going to be wearing any shorts or pants. You broke the rules.”
“That was your rule, not mine!” she countered.
“I think you’re going to need to be punished!”
“Didn’t we go over that earlier today? What did you have in mind?”
“You’ll find out. I’ll think of something.” That earned me a raspberry in return.
Marilyn found out a few minutes later. We carried the groceries out to the car and loaded them in the back seat. We had already picked up the booze, so we were ready to go back. Before we left, even before I put the key in the ignition, I told her, “Now, get undressed.”
“WHAT! HERE?!” sputtered Marilyn.
“You wanted to know what your punishment was. This is it. Take your shorts off.”
“Here? In the parking lot? You’re crazy!”
“Go ahead, do it. Nobody can see you. Come on, do it!”
“You’re crazy!” I just sat there and smiled at her. “Come on, let’s go!”
I just shook my head and smiled at her, and shook the keys at her. Marilyn made a grab for them but I yanked them out of her reach. “Nope. Shorts first, then we’ll go. That’s the punishment.”
“No!”
I put the keys back in my pocket. “Then I guess we sit here until you decide to take your shorts off.”
Marilyn stared at me. “You’re serious? You want me to get undressed in the parking lot? Come on, let’s just go back.”
I shook my head. “No.” I smiled and pointed at her lap. “Shorts.”
Marilyn groaned and rolled her eyes. She grumbled, “I can’t believe what you make me do!” and unzipped her shorts and lifted up pushing them down off her legs to the floor of the car. “Now, let’s go!”
I smiled. “Now, that wasn’t hard, wait. See? Nobody even noticed! Now, the panties.”
“Okay, but start the car!” Marilyn lifted her ass up off the seat again and slipped off her panties.
I started the car and put it in gear. “See, that wasn’t hard at all, and nobody even noticed.” I got on the Queen’s Highway and headed north.
After a few minutes, Marilyn looked around and said, “This isn’t the way back to the resort, is it?” I just smiled and shrugged. “Where are we?”
“I thought we’d take a little drive around first. Now, take off your top, too.”
“CARL!” I glanced over at Marilyn and smiled at her. Marilyn simply rolled her eyes at me. “When we go to jail, I am blaming you!” She leaned forward and undid the ties holding her top on and pulled it off. Then she slumped down so only her head was visible from outside the car.
I just laughed and then turned the car around at the next empty spot on the highway. I reached over and took her hand and pushed it into her lap. “Now, get warmed up for when we get back,” I ordered.
“You are such a bastard!” she whispered at me. I just laughed, but when I glanced over at he, I could see her fingers working on her clit, and her nipples were stiff. I ostentatiously adjusted my cock in my shorts, and not just to be lewd; she had my cock nice and stiff with this display!
“You need it, don’t you?” I asked. I reached out and tweaked an erect nipple.
Marilyn’s back arched and she hissed out a quiet, “YES!”
I chuckled and kept fondling her naked body with my spare hand. When we got to the turnoff to La Valencia, I slowed and turned off the road, but didn’t remove my hand until it was time to stop and put the car in Park.
Marilyn gasped and collapsed into the seat. “You are cruel!”
“We’ll see about that.” Marilyn bent over and picked up her clothing, but before she had a chance to get dressed, I took it from her. “You won’t need that.”
“Carl!”
“There’s nobody around. Come on. The sooner we get this stuff inside, the sooner we take care of your needs.”
“You bastard!” I smiled as she said that, and Marilyn smiled back, shaking her head in disbelief.
I tucked Marilyn’s clothing into the bag containing the wine bottles, and carried it and the case of beer inside. Marilyn, wearing nothing but her flip flops and a smile, got the bag of groceries and the bottle of rum.
We went into the kitchen, and my wife looked mightily distracted. She almost looked at me pleadingly. I set the wine and beer on the counter, and then took the bag of groceries from her and stuffed it in the fridge. “Okay, come on.”
I took Marilyn’s hand and led her out of the kitchen. She was practically skipping with delight. However, rather than take her into the bedroom, I led her over to the couch in the living room. “Kneel!” I ordered.
Marilyn kicked off her flip flops and knelt on the couch. I pulled off my shirt and pushed my shorts off. Then I moved up behind her and slipped my cock inside her pussy. She gasped and began humping her cunt back at me, fucking herself against me furiously. I grabbed her by her hips and began fucking her back. “From now on…” I teased her, “… no more shorts and panties.”
“Uhhh, uhhh, uhhh…” Marilyn was babbling as I fucked her cunt. She had been orgasming endlessly from the moment I had plugged into her. Now, as her pussy spasmed around me, I felt myself getting closer.
“As soon as I come, you start sucking me and getting me hard again, so I can fuck you some more!” That just seemed to make her even crazier, and she pushed back even harder, burying me even deeper. I kept giving her orders as to what she would do to continue my sexual use of her., which seemed to turn her on even more. Finally I just grabbed her hips and held her against me as I unloaded into her.
As soon as I finished coming, I sighed and pulled out, and twisted around to sink down on the couch, smiling at the world. Feeling me leave her empty, Marilyn looked over her shoulder at me with glazed eyes. She saw me sitting there and her eyes went to my slimy cock. She immediately turned around and put her face into my lap. Her lips opened and she took my slowly softening cock into her mouth.
I had almost forgotten my ridiculous orders to keep me hard so I could fuck her some more. Still, as I looked down at her head bobbing in my lap, I had to think that it was actually a pretty good idea! I wrapped my hands in her hair and guided her movements. As soon as I was stiff enough, she pulled her head away and lay back on the couch. She spread her legs wide and reached between them, to spread her pussy lips apart and show me the creamed pink inside. “Fuck me!” she demanded.
I nodded and smiled, and crawled on top of her. I forced her fingers to stay between us, rubbing my cock and her clit as they ground together. This fuck took longer, but not by much. I fucked her hard down into the couch before filling her a second time.
We both lay there together on the couch as we came down from our orgasms. “You know, now that I think about it, you can keep wearing shorts, if it always ends up like this,” I commented.
Marilyn tried to slug me in the side, but ended up tangled in my arms. “I can’t believe we did that!”