Gloryhole Suprise An Interracial Cuckold Story (ePub)

Preview:
"How do you like my outfit today?" Dana asked.
"Great," Rory mumbled, he was messing with some buttons on the dash of his car.
"You know, guys that compliment their girlfriends usually get rewarded. Wouldn't you like a reward?" Dana turned in the passenger seat so her back was against the door. She looked right at Rory, who was still pushing buttons on the dash with a confused look on his face. She tossed her long blonde curls, then she spread her legs in her short denim skirt giving him a view of her bright pink thong. She yanked the neck of her white tank top down exposing her bright pink bra.
Rory glanced over. "Whoa!" The car swerved. Alarms dinged. Rory righted the car and went back to pushing buttons. "Don't distract me like that."
Dana closed her legs and spun in the seat. She looked straight ahead, out into the miles of interstate highway ahead of them. She yanked her top back up. She didn't mean to distract him. Wasn't it a good kind of distraction? Dana crossed her arms. She'd had a shy boyfriend in the past, but she'd never had one that was straight-up disinterested. She was usually trying to keep the guy's hands off her. But not Rory.
They rode for a few more miles in silence. Dana staring ahead. Rory driving, and occasionally pushing a button on the dash of his fancy car.
"I've really gotta pee," Dana said.
Rory cut his eyes at her, "again?"
"I'm sorry, I had that big glass of orange juice with breakfast, just find a gas station or something. I'll be quick."
Rory exhaled, "fine."
Rory and Dana were traveling from their home in Kentucky to Rory's parent's home in central Florida. They were still hours away from their destination. For the last few hours, all Dana had seen out the window of Rory's sports car were pine trees and cow pastures. They were in the middle of nowhere.
"Here comes a sign," Dana said. She squinted her eyes to try and read it as it came up on the side of the road.
"All it says is Gas, Exit 131."
"That's good enough for me," Dana said. "If we don't find a place soon I might burst."
"Not on the leather seats," Rory said.
Dana couldn't tell if he was kidding or not, he really loved his European sports car. As far as Dana was concerned it was just a big toy for Rory. He could be a total geek sometimes, memorizing little details about things like sports cars, sci-fi movies, and his favorite football team. If he quit reading about that stuff all the time he might realize he could have quite a bit of fun with Dana. God knows she wasn't getting nearly enough fun, sometimes only once a week. That was not nearly enough for her, she had a very high sex drive. Thank goodness for battery-powered vibrators.
Dana squeezed her legs together as Rory's car slowed on the exit ramp. She looked left and then right and didn't see a thing, it looked like a ghost town.
"Which way?" Rory asked.
"I dunno," Dana gripped her thighs. To the left was a two-lane road with pine trees on either side. To the right was more of the same.
"Which way?"
"I dunno—right?"
Rory turned right. Dana kept her eyes peeled. That joke about bursting earlier felt like a reality now. Where is that place?
Rory fiddled with the air conditioning.
"Hurry," Dana pleaded.
A mile up the road a red pickup truck pulled onto the road in front of them. It was a parking lot.
"There it is."
"I see it," Rory said. He pressed the turn indicator. Click-clack! Click-clack! Click-clack!
Sometimes Dana felt like Rory treated her like a child. She went ahead and pressed the unlock button.
They turned into the lot.
"Whoa," Rory said.