<div class="floatleft"> (http://i50.tinypic.com/2n71oqf.jpg) </div><strong>Name:</strong>Teresa<br/><strong>Location:</strong>In their car, just pulled up to the house<br/><strong>With Whom:</strong>Ray<br/><br/><strong>Body: </strong>Teresa had debated what to wear for a long time, her husband had decided on ragged clothing as he believed they would be lost or torn up. His idea brought the same idea to her, but she knew that she wouldn't look good if that was the decision that she made. So she stood in her lace red panties and bra as she looked over all of her clothing. They weren't rich, but she had taken care of her clothes and managed to stay around the same size so her collection had become rather large. She scanned over it again and again until finally deciding that she would rather look hot, but then there was the decision of what to wear that she wouldn't mind losing. She thought of her skimpy black dress, one with no back, frail strands that held it on her body while the bottom sat on about a foot from her waist, it showed off her body, but she didn't want to lose it. She took it off of it's hanger and folded it, placing it in her one, already packed bag. It would be a fun piece to have if she was looking to draw some more attention. She looked around once more and finally made her decision. She stripped a short black skirt off of the hanger and slid it on over her thong, for a shirt she took a black blouse with the top open enough to show off the trim of her lace bra. After she was dressed she walked to the full body mirror on the other side of the room, looking up and down her body and nodding in approval as she ran her fingers through her hair once last time, happy with it's outcome.<br/><br/>Her hair was a dirty blonde with darker, brown roots as she had recently died the blonde in. Her lips were a crimson red from a light coat of lipstick and a small ring of black encircled her eyes, one she thought only made her alluring brown eyes even more enticing. She walked over the bedside table and lifted her perfume, spraying only once onto her self, she despised woman that over did perfume. The only reason she wore any at all was because she adored the smell that this one had, one that reminded her of a forest in the dark of night, something she had never had the privilege of experiencing for any  long period of time. Satisfied with herself she stole away into the car with Ray, as the quiet drive began. When Ray placed his hand on her inner thigh she was happy with it, even though they were headed to a place to have sex with other couples, he still felt the same affection and lust for her that he had always had. The touch quickly sunk beneath her dress as he began to finger her, keeping one hand on the wheel. After a good while Teresa found herself yearning for him and begging him to pull over.<br/><br/>They had quickly pulled away from the highway on an exit that resulted a good doggy style fucking with her bent over the hood of their car. After a good forty five minutes they returned to their respective seats and headed back to the highway. The rest of the ride went by in almost a complete silent satisfaction with her constant rubbing against his crotch.  Once they arrived he parked their car and they stepped out, going towards the door, as their hands clasped together she flashed a smile and a wink at him, ringing the doorbell.<strong>”Well, no going back now.”</strong>She said with finality in her voice.<br/>