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The weekend at last, thought Linda It had been a long week, between work and university she hadn’t seemed to stop. At 29 Linda had decided to continue her studying and was tackling a second degree. She worked hard during the week to make sure she could still maintain her independence despite her boyfriend, Dan being incredibly supportive.

Dan was in a fairly comfortable situation, he owned his own home, had a decent paid job and his most attractive feature was his dependability. Linda had been in a number of relationships, none as loving as this one. She felt respected, cared for all the things she could ever wish for were hers.

During the first few months of their relationship sex had been explosive. Linda had routinely experienced several orgasms during sex, often finding herself exhausted and fully satisfied. Dan had been the best she had ever had, it was no secret Linda had had quite a few in her time, but now she felt settled, ready to commit.

More recently things hadn’t been so explosive. Dan had taken on extra responsibility at work, leading to him working longer hours. The extra pressure had taken it’s toll on him and he would often come home exhausted. Early nights were now for collapsing in bed and sleeping.

On the rare occasions that sex was on the table, it was over quicker than it had started. Dan’s ability to last for well over an hour was now reduced to barely five minutes. Linda knew he felt guilty, the fact that he knew things weren’t working the way they used too.

The more he worried about it the worse things got. Dan was keen to please Linda, he worked hard to satisfy her needs, he would always ensure that she climaxed from oral prior to attempting full intercourse.

Linda tried to reassure Dan, but as the weeks went by he began to go off sex at all, his desire to fulfil Linda’s every need adding unnecessary pressure. Linda loved Dan deeply and knew she wanted to stay with him, he was so kind, caring and loving, he made her feel like a princess.

Although, she ached to feel him inside her giving her the orgasmic bliss she had once enjoyed she remained committed to him. Many nights were spent with her vibrator remembering her past encounters with him. Deep down she needed to feel a hard cock inside her, making her scream like she used to, no matter how skilled her fingers she needed... wanted more.

On his turn, however, Greg was just about reaching the same spot that Dan and Linda currently held. As a young driving instructor that lived alone on a house of his own, the tall, young man had been considered as a desirable target for many women, given his natural good looks coupled with the money he made out of both his jobs.

For Greg was also a teacher of Logistics. This secondary job filled his pockets with more than enough money to leave him with a confortable living, coupled with flexibility on his daily schedule.

But luck had been away from the young Greg for some time now. After his last affair broke up with him, a couple of months ago, he had not the chance to lay with anyone. Maybe it was just bcd luck, or a lack of efford derived after his disastrous last relationship. But still, Greg was a man. And a man has natural needs. He was tired of pleasing himself. He had to be with a true woman.

Soon.

He had been blessed with a thick manhood, and that alone had been a reason for his late popularity, athough now he had been repealling all the girls. Today, conformed with probably not getting any, Greg took out to work to teach about one last driving lesson for the day before calling it done.

For months Linda had been going on about learning to drive, today was her first lesson. She slipped on her flat trainers, these went well with her loose fitting sweat pants and her white vest top. Nothing sexy, just practical for her first time behind the wheel of the car.

She slipped downstairs waiting tentatively by the door for the arrival of her driving instructor.

The car pulled up outside, Linda made her way to the passanger seat greeting the instructor, "Greg, nice to meet you," she smiled feeling a little uneasy with being sat in this strangers car. The lesson was an introductory lesson and scheduled for 2 hours.

"I'm glad you could meet me today... Linda. You look radiant."

Of course that she was a lot more anxious than looking forward towards the class, but they always did in the first few encounters. People would get to know each other a little bit better as the lessons went on and on, and as such most would become a little bit more than friends at that. The relationship between teacher and student, and little else.

Most of the times.

This womam was gorgeous. She seemed to be just a couple of years older than Greg himself, and her fantastic body sent a little pressure at his belly. What he would not give to have a woman like that...

Greg's looks were not wasted on Linda, at least she would have something to look at when her eyes were not on the road.

The lesson progressed as expected, Greg drove to a quieter part of town and then let Linda drive, they engaged in limited small talk as Linda concentrated on the road more than the conversation.

Once or twice Linda's hand missed the gear stick and stroked Greg's leg. Genuine accidents due to her unfamiliarity with changing gear.

They pulled up once again, it was a little car park just off the main road. It seemed familiar to Linda as she pulled in and switched off the ignition. As her eyes took in her surroundings she realised why she knew this car park so well.

It had been back when she was 18, still lived with her parents and had nowhere to go. She had met a guy at a local club, on their walk home they had popped into the car park area, there was a small picninc table just out of view. He had fucked her hard over the table, the thoughts flooded back.

It may only have been a quickie, but he had made her orgsam, although not up there with the greats it had more than satisfied her on that cold night.

Accident, for sure. Or so that was what Greg told himself as she brushed her hand along his thigh once or twice. The problem was that after all this time without knowing a woman's embrace, he was getting a little bit... needy. Her touch sent a shiver around his spine as he evaluated her test - and imagined how her body would look like when lying naked under his.

"Well, Linda, I guess we're done. You've done great."

There were only occasionally other cars passing through the quiet area. It was just the starting of the rural suburbs of the town, the place were wealthy families would live instead of in the cramped apartments at the Downtown. For the moment, he had not commented a thing about her parking the car. He did paid attention into how she did it, of course, but then she had halted and turned off the engine.

What was in her mind? Greg would give up a fortune to catch a glimpse of it.

Linda smiled, slightly more at ease now she had received some positive feedback on her driving. The smile on her face in part due to the compliment, but mostly down to her recalling the events of that night 11 years ago.

How she longed to get a good hard fuck like that again. If only Dan ws performing as he had done in the beginning, she wouldn't even have thought about anyone else.

She truly loved dan and would never ever replace him, sadly that sexual need deep inside needed to be satisfied.

She ached to get home, to take out her vibrator, to relive that night as she worked her tight moist pussy.

Her mind was swirling as she sat talking through the lesson.

Greg had been marking all her fails and passes, and indeed he had only used his red pen twice to mark the things she missed while the driving lesson went on. He had only a couple of itens they would have to went over again, but she was kind, polite, smoking hot, and he liked her. He liked her a lot. It would not lessen their relationship.

"Now say... why pull over here?", he asked with curiosity. He had called her to pull over, but that had been almost two quarters away. "Is everything alright? There were plenty of spaces back there."

As he told her, he took a hand to touch kindly at her thigh, as if to emphasise his point. It was nothing wrong really, he was only genuinely curious.

It was true, she had taken a while to pull over again, it was her desperate hurry to get home to relieve the tension inside. She couldn't tell him that though. His hand only added to her growing need for satisfaction. It had been a while since she had been so aroused by the touch of another man, arousal had solely been Dan's job.

Linda's mind began to wander again, maybe his hand could slip a bit higher up her thigh, maybe he could bring her to climax here and now. Maybe... her mind trailed off again, refocussing on here and now, she couldn't she loved Dan, he was the man for her. She knew she loved him, she wanted to spend her life with him. She wanted satisfaction, she wanted to feel tyhe touch of a man as he worked her to a screaming climax, she wanted to feel him as he explodes inside her.

In her youth she had been wild, if it had a cock and a pulse she rode it, sometimes two or three different guys in a day. She couldn't return to those days, she had promised herself, Dan wasa good man, he cared for her, cared for her more than anyone else had ever done.

"I..I..just have something I need to do, I guess I was rushing to get home," Linda said, it was the truth just with the actual details missing.

"Really? Why, have you planned something after the class?"

Greg asked her curiously, facing her and staring at her wide bosom with more than a little interest into her curvaceous form. What she could have to do during their class that she had to sped up to a place far from anywhere? Surely it was not in order to buy something. There were no stores nor pharmacies of any kind nearby, they were deep into a residential neighbourhood.

Perhaps it was in order for her to have some medicine? In that case it was good they've stopped. Maybe to take her phone? Unlikely, she had halted the car and they've chatted, she had made no mention to take upon her cellphone.

"Say, anything you can share? I won't be mad.", He toyed with her, smiling kindly.

How on earth could Linda disclose the fact that, a random stop in a small carpark had brought back passionate feelings about a one night stand who had passionately fucked her over a picnic table. How she longed to be fucked just as hard right now. let alone that her boyfriend wasn't up to the job and instead it would be a passionate solo session with her vibrator that would relieve today's feelings.

"It's...it's...," still searching for the rigt reason to give, Linda desperately searched for that moment of inspiration. She just needed something plausible to explain away her sudden irratic behaviour.

"I just need to get some things done for work, things I should have done weeks ago... I just rememebered them," it was a lame excuse but hopefully covered it for now.

"Hhmmm.", Greg mumbled as he tried to discern anything of truth on her eyes, thinking she might offer a little bit more information. However, as he noticed that she would say no more about it, he assumed it was alright. "Fine, Linda, but try not to end our lessons like this. You're paying for the time, after all."

Saying that, Greg told her that since she had to go, she could guide the car back towards her home. For the time being, me was happy to just watch how her lithe legs pressed to break and accelerate, how her movemenst with her arms were well calculed and lead them across the neighbourhood with an easy grace.

"I don't remember Linda, but what do you work with again?", he asked her later on.

Linda was pleased he had agreed to let her head home, she knew dan wouldn't be home for a while which would give her plenty of time to take care of things.

She pulled up outside her home, politely paid for the lesson and scheduled her next lesson for the following week at the same time.

She got up the stairs and into the flat, a quick check confirmed what she already knew, the house was hers and hers alone. She went straight through to her bedroom, it was a large room, initially it had been the living room within the flat, but in order to make way for her huge wardrobes there had soon been a move around.

Moving towards the large mirrored door of her walnut wardrobe, she opened it and soon located the pink rabbit vibrator, carefully placed at the back of the wardrobe, hidden behind some clothes. Dan knew it was there, there was no real reason to keep it hidden, Linda just felt better keeping it out of view.

Linda lay back on her bed, legs slightly parted, but still fully dressed. usually, it was the thought of dan that filled her mind as she worked herself up to using her vibrator, but today Dan wasn't the driving force behind these feelings.

Instead, her mind wandered back to the car park, back to that night in the car park. Without thinking her left hand had started to venture along her toned stomach heading towards her breasts. A light gasp escaping her lips as her fingers danced over her nipple.

Every detail coming back to her, she could almost feel the warm breath of the man she had been with. She thought about how he had bent her over the table, skillfully slipped her thong to on side, fed his cock inside her and then fucked her hard, no love just hard fucking.

The thought of a hard cock using her wet pussy for its pleasure aroused her further, the pink rabbit now inside her, her trousers mid way down her thighs, her thong over to one side as it entered her trimmed but natural pussy.

No matter how much she wanted to pound herself with the rubber vibrator she couldn't manage to obtain the same sensations as a man with a lust to fulfil.

Despite managing to work herself to a pretty hard orgasm, there was something still mising, something she couldn't achieve alone.

Over the next few nights she tried to achieve satisfaction through a combination of solo sessions and attempts with Dan.

Saturday afternoon came, still in need of that little something to satisfy her desires, she found herself back behind the wheel of the Ford Focus.

Greg went home after the class. It was the last on his day, and although he felt for not pushing Linda alittle bit further, he was happy enough to return home. In that night, Greg masturbated slowly, stroking himself with patience as he thought about all the girls and women that he found arousing in his classes. And although many were attractive, one of them always returned to his mind.

Linda. Always Linda. Only Linda.

He had pumped himself faster and faster as he concentrated on Linda. On her gorgeous body, her lithe legs and her luscious, curvaceous form. The movie he had been watching completely forgotten as he viciously stroked himself until completion, praising and honouring her while offering her his seed. It had been a long, pleasant night.

The next Saturday, Greg looked forward to seeing Linda. She was a gorgeous woman, and although she would never know, he had been thinking of her for the whole week while he pumped himself. He knew, though, that she was a married woman, and that meant she was beyond his reach.

"Say, Linda, ready for the next lessons?", Greg asked. "No works for job need doing today?"

Linda didn't like to commit to not having anything else on after the lesson, as last week had been a complete surprise. Today she had worn a knee length skirt, white vest top and trainers, the trainers didn't really go with the look but were sensible for driving.

"Hi," Linda said smiling as she climbed into the car. "Good week?" she asked making small talk as she settled into her seat.

She fiddled with teh seat adjusting the position to ensure she could reach the controls and was able to see clearly, next she adjusted the mirrors giving her good all round vision. "Everything done and ready to go," she chirped cheerily as she had completed her checks.

Greg paid some special attention to the fact that Linda had taken out her time to adjust the car to her preferences, changing the seat's position to her height, moving the mirrors and messing all over the console in order to prepare herself. It was a sensible thing to do, considering that not all did it when they were driving a car not their own - and that impaired their reflexes' speed, what usually meant accidents happening.

"A great week. How about yours, Linda?", he asked quietly as he paid special attention to her long legs while she prepared her seat. "Let's go, then. Pull the car slowly... yes... now, let's take us to that picnic area you've taken me last week."

"Just pay attention to all the signs.", he told her, trying to keep his eyes on her face rather than on her chest. "And let's move!"

Setting off, "Mirror, signal, mirror, move off..." Linda whispered under her breath trying to remember the basics from last week. She paid careful attention to the road as she drove through he streets which were busier than usual due to driving through the tail end of the rush hour.

The light had already begun to fade. after asking about her lights she switched the small black knob, her headlights lighting the way ahead. She had been concentrating so much on the road, she had given little thought to the place they were headed, instead her focus had been on signaling, watching out for other motorists and dropping in and out of conversation with Greg.

They arrived at the car park, the headlights lighting up the dark space as Linda positioned her car in the small parking sapce at the end of the carpark. "Is this OK?" she asked her headlights falling upon a picnic table beneath the trees. She realised it wasn't just any picnic table, but it was the one from so many years ago.

"That's great, Linda.", he told her. She was driving very nicely, and would be surely approved once a test was schedule. Greg had paid attention to the place they were now into, as the sun started to set just before them on the horizon. "Say, isn't that a lovely sunset?"

He asked, laying his hand over her thight as if stressing his point a little.. .and forgetting to take it away from over her leg. He let it linger, hoping she would not complain and have him back off.

"I was going to take you downtown, Linda, to test your reflexes a little bit more about heavy traffic. However, I guess we should let it to a day we can schedule our encounter earlier. What do you say?", he asked her, patting her lap a little.

"Last time I was here... well before last week, it wasn't the view I was admiring," Linda giggled. She felt relaxed in Greg's company, she felt she knew him better than she did, it was almost like talking to a priest in confession, whatever she said she felt would stay between them. His hand lingered on her thigh, she knew she should push it away, instead she let it stay.

"I don't mind driving on a bit," Linda said, there was no hurry to return to the empty flat, Dan wouldn't be home until much later.

"All right! Then, let's go."

Greg remained with his hand above her lap, and started to caress her leg. Linda's skirts lifted only a little, and he stopped before he went too far. If she found it unproper, she would surely pat his hand away, wouldn't she? He motioned for Linda to drive the car once more.

As she started to pull out the car slowly, Greg's hand came from her thigh upwards to lay upon her lap. He still ketp petting her tummy and lap for the time being, knowing that it would take off her attention from the lesson, but keeping it there for now.

"Really? What was you thinking about?"

The feel of Greg's hand demonstrated quite clearly that he had an interest in her, not just as a driving student, but an attraction. Linda had never been short of male attention, nor female attention for that matter. Since bleaching her hair at the age of 18, her golden locks seemed to attract plenty of attention, coupled with her 32 d breasts and stunning size 6 figure she had always turned heads.

Since settling with Dan she had never thought of straying. In her younger days she had routinely cheated on partners, her most adventurous being during a summer when she had enjoyed three lovers, to this day none knew about the others. The craving was returning to her, the need for sexual fulfilment, the thrill.

"Nothing much," she commented pausing momentarily before deciding to see how far this would go, "I was just rememebering the time I was bent over that picnic table..." she trailed off leaving Greg to join the dots.

A shiver went down Greg's spine. His hand against her lap suddely turned his caress into a lustful grab against her flesh, even if over the fabric of her skirts. "B-Bent over that table?", he asked, a little bit confused. "You mean like..."

His attention was suddenly anywhere except the task at hand. Or rather, he had been with his hands on the object of his attention. Suddenly, the teacher started to think, to imagine, to picture the hot, gorgeous Linda bending over that table. The exact scene she had lived, a handsome young man climbing her back and mounting her wildly, savage. He rammed into her until the both were left sore, and coated her insides with his seed.

"Ah, I see...", he started, thinking he got her meaning perfectly. "...Do you still do that?"

Linda could hardly believe what she had told him, the words "do you still do that," hung in her mind, she knew she should tell him no, but she needed to feel satisfied.

"I prefer not to do it in the cold," Linda replied, her mind racing she loved Dan but he was no longer satisfying her most basic of needs. There would be no emotional connection just hard, horny sex, the type she needed, craved even.

"You have somewhere you could bend me over?" she asked the inner slut bubbling to the surface once again, the inner slut repressed previously by her undying love for Dan.

Greg laughted at her first remark. Why, Linda knew some clever wordplay. He really liked that. His hands came back towards her tummy in order to caress her a little bit more.

"Y-Yes... I do." was this really happening? Did this gorgeous woman, Linda, married - as he could see her ring still adorning those long, nimble fingers of her. - was really implying she'd like to bend over for him? There was something beautiful on having a woman bending over for you. It is something that makes her say she completely surrounds herself for your every twisted delight.

"D-Drive. Take the second on the left. I have an apartment right at the thrid right from then."