“Yeah.” I answer, sullenly. “I’m not sure he really would have.” I say, unconvincingly. “But I certainly couldn’t take the chance.”
“That was pretty quick thinking, using Danae.” Maggie says, resting her hand on my thigh. “That trigger that you gave Nicole…” Maggie stops, looking at me and grinning. “It still in effect?”
“Yeah, I guess so.” I answer, hesitantly. “Why? You aren’t thinking of doing anything with Nicole, are you?” I ask.
“No, nothing like that!” Maggie answers, sitting up straight and staring out the car window. “But the mother of a teenage daughter can’t have too much ammunition in her arsenal, if you know what I mean.” She laughs. “It might be nice to get her to do what I say once in a while.” We drive along in silence for a while. “What’s the trigger, Nick?” She asks.
“Think about it, Nicole.” I answer. “I figure using the same trigger will make it easy to remember.”
“God! I almost forgot.” Maggie jolts up. “What am I going to do about this botched trim job?” She asks. “I can’t let your mom or Frank see me like this. How will I explain it?”
“Can’t you just trim it the rest of the way?” I ask, innocently. “Like maybe you just decided to have a neatly trimmed bush.” I offer.
“Yeah, but I don’t think I can do it, properly by myself.” She says. “You’ll have to help me.” She asserts. “We’ll go to my house first and you can trim me up, before anyone comes home!” She says, excitedly. “Okay?”
“Sure.” I answer, my cock getting hard, just thinking about trimming her pussy. “I’ve never done it before, but I’ll try.”
“Me either, obviously.” She laughs. “But how hard can it be?” She asks, rubbing her hand along my inner thigh and bumping against my hardening cock. “I guess I asked that wrong.” She laughs. “How difficult can it be?” She says, brushing her fingertips up and down along the bulge in my pants. “It might be fun!” She says, squeezing my hard cock through my pants.
“Are you still hard from watching Danae dance naked around the office?” Maggie asks, as she unfastens my pants and pulls my zipper down. “I’ve always wanted to do this.” She says, mischievously.
“Danae wasn’t the only one naked in the office, Maggie.” I answer, lifting my ass off the bucket seat so she can slide my pants and jockey shorts down. My hard cock springs out, hitting the steering wheel. “I’m actually hard from thinking about trimming your pussy for you.” I say, as she lowers her mouth over my swollen cock.
“Oh fuck!” I moan, tilting the seat back to give her more room. “Oh God!” I sigh, as I push my cock farther into her mouth while trying to concentrate on my driving. We’re still on the highway, about thirty minutes from home and I can’t believe that Maggie is doing this in broad daylight. It’s ironic that the only other time this has happened to me was with Nicole, after a movie, one night.
“Shit!” I yell, as the car starts bumping in the grooves on the shoulder of the highway. Steering back into my lane, I try harder to stay focused on driving, but Maggie is pumping my cock into her warm, wet mouth and teasing my balls with her fingers.
“Careful, lover.” Maggie says. “We don’t want to have an accident.” She says, smiling up at me as her fingers caress my balls. “I just figured we should get you some relief so you’re not distracted when you trim my hair.” She says, licking around my cock head and sucking it into her mouth.
My pants are around my ankles, and Maggie is kneeling on the seat next to me, her ass pointing towards her window. Cars and trucks are passing us on the left and I can’t tell if they can see what’s going on. With my left hand on the steering wheel, I slide my other hand over Maggie’s ass, squeezing her cheeks through her tight shorts.
I swerve a little to get back in my lane, as Maggie’s head is bobbing up and down on my cock. I’m thrusting up to meet her mouth, while trying to keep my foot on the gas.
“Use the cruise control.” Maggie says, taking a breath, while stroking one hand up and down my cock and playing with my balls with the other. “It’s right there on the steering column.” She points. I set the cruise control and spread my knees, while keeping my eyes on the road. I’ve moved my hand between her legs and I’m stroking her slit through her tight shorts. Lowering her head, she devours my entire cock in one smooth motion, pushing it into her throat.
“Oh Fuck! Maggie!” I moan, my hands tightly gripping the steering wheel, as I fight to stay focused. Sliding her lips back along my shaft, she pumps my cock in and out of her mouth in rapid-fire motion, until I can’t take it any longer. Pushing my feet against the floorboard, I raise my ass off the seat and shoot a huge load of cum into Maggie’s mouth. Sucking and swallowing, she milks every drop from my jerking cock before sitting back and licking her lips.
“I’ve never done anything like that before!” Maggie says. “I am so fucking wet!” She says, unfastening her shorts and pulling them open. “Feel.” She says, taking my hand and sliding it down the front of her shorts.
I slide my hand into her panties, through her thick hair, and feel the moist heat from her slick pussy lips. Curving my fingers, I slip two of them inside her slippery slit.
“Oh Fuck!” She says, pulling her shorts down to her ankles, spreading her knees wider, as she scoots down in the seat. With my fingers pumping in and out her pussy, my palm is rubbing against her hairy mound and pressing against her clit. She’s bucking against my hand, as I slip my fingers out of her pussy and rub her creamy lubricant all around her swollen clit.
“Oh my god!” She yells, raising her ass off the seat and pushing hard against my hand. I continue to finger fuck her, as I roll my palm in a circular motion over her smeared clit.
“Oh fuck! That feels good, Nick.” Maggie says, writhing around on the seat and pushing up against my fingers. “It’s a good thing I already sucked you off, or I’d be straddling you right now and not worrying about whether we crashed.” She pants, bucking furiously against my hand.
I keep up the onslaught on her pussy, while steering the car toward our off ramp. As we turn towards Maggie’s street, we stop at a traffic light. There are two teenage girls in the car next to us staring at Maggie, gyrating around on the seat.
“Ohhhh! Fuck, Nick! I’m cumming!” Maggie yells. Her body is arched so high her pussy is level with the window. She starts jerking wildly against my hand, as the light changes. I wave to the girls and pull ahead of them.
“Ohhhh! Yes! Fuck! Ohhhhhhhhhh!” She slams her pussy up against my hand, presses her hand against mine to stop me from moving, and then collapses back on the seat, my fingers still inside her pussy. I just hold them there while she gulps air into her lungs. She’s leaning back, her legs stretched out straight, her shorts and panties around her ankles and her chest heaving, as we pull into her driveway. I remove my fingers from her pussy, bring them to my lips and suck her taste from them.
“The neighborhood is quiet and no one is home.” Maggie says, reaching to the visor and pressing the garage door opener. “Fuck it, I’m just going to make a run for it.” She grabs her shorts and panties, pulls them off her feet and opens the car door. “Come on!” She laughs, jumping out of the car and running into the garage with just her halter top on. I watch her bare ass cheeks bounce sexily, as she runs and I quickly follow her, pulling my pants up as I go.