COMING SOON - THE DYLAN JAMES COLLECTION
THE ROAD TRIP, CHAPTER 1
THE DIRECTOR'S WIFE
COMING MARCH 30TH.

COMING ON MARCH 16TH

(EVERYONE IS 18 YEARS OF AGE IN THIS TEASER)

Mindi shifted and leaned close into me once again. Her bare thigh pressed hard against my bare thigh and the fresh clean scent of her shampoo engulfed me. "Well we're just trying to have some fun. You look like you're fun!"

Sheri exploded when Mindi said that. "Oh Christ, I'm going to the restroom. Why don't you two make out with each other while I'm gone," she snapped and then stomped off towards the restrooms.

Mindi and I sat in silence as I watched Sheri's excellent ass packed into those tight bicycle shorts wiggle its way across the room.

"I'm sorry she's such a bitch," Mindi apologized. "There's no reason for her to act like that."

I shrugged. "It's ok. I don't even notice."

"You're sweet to say that" she said as she reached across the table with both hands to pick up the heavy pitcher of beer. As she did her generous globe shifted back and forth inside the thin material of her light summer dress. Watching those bountiful breasts shift back and forth caused my eager teenage member to surge halfway down my thigh. While she refilled her mug with one hand, she placed her left hand on my bare leg just above my knee. Her hand, cold from holding the pitcher of beer, felt icy on my naked skin and I yelped in surprise. Mindi quickly withdrew her hand and giggled at the same time, "I didn't know you were that shy."

"I'm not, you just caught me by surprise with how cold your hand was."

"I am sorry. Here let me warm them up a little," she flirted, and she started to rub her hands together and blow on them. That movement caused her breasts again to shift inside of her dress. The sight of that and her flirtatious manner caused my overeager member to surge once more. Now I was in real danger of creeping her out if she looked down in my lap and saw how hard the log was in my pants. As I shifted in my seat, my cock at almost full mast, Mindi without looking reached down toward my lap with her warmed-up hand and it landed right on my woody.

I don't know who was more surprised, Mindi or myself. When her hand came in contact with the hard huge lump in my pants, her hand rested there for a second and then quickly pulled back. I cut my eyes towards Mindi's face, but her eyes were glued to the fabric stretching monster in my lap. The sudden sexual contact caused my member to involuntarily swell to full length further stretching the material of my denim shorts. I watched Mindi's eyes widen in alarm as she watched it expand and twitch in my shorts. She licked her lips and took a deep breath as if trying to decide what to do.

"Oh, shit, this is so embarrassing!" I mumbled. "I'm really sorry."

"You... you don't have to be embarrassed," Mindi mumbled ,still staring. She couldn't seem to tear her eyes away from the growing object in my shorts. "Did looking at my body do that to you?" She whispered breathlessly.

I really did not know what to say. The reaction of a woman trembling with irresistible lust at just seeing my big gun was becoming pretty common for me, but this time we were in a very public place. There was a family with three young kids not four tables over from us plus the waitress running around. Yet her staring at my stick just seemed to make it harder with each passing moment

A TEASER FOR THE ROAD TRIP SERIES - A DYLAN JAMES SERIES

The Dylan James series is about to drop on Amazon and reissued on Literotica, and before it does, I wanted to give you a first look at the man at the center of it all. Dylan James, Hollywood Stuntman was my first character and I will be introducing him soon to the archives here. The ROAD TRIP series is a reworking of his first stories — Dylan brings the kind of trouble you don’t see coming until it’s already too late. This moment says everything you need to know about him.

ROAD TRIP, Chapter 1 - The Director's Wife
Dylan stepped up to the red front door and rang the bell. He heard the bell echo through the house, and as he waited, he looked around at the snow covered mountains in the distance. It was a perfect day in LA and Dylan can do no wrong on such a beautiful day. He turned back toward the door as he heard someone approaching. The door opened to reveal Cat Rawlings.

Cat was a rising actress/stunt woman of about 25 that he had met on set. Her career was just starting to take off as she began to get lead roles in small movies and TV shows. She was beautiful, tanned, well built, athletic, and very married. Cat had her auburn colored hair pulled back in a ponytail, and her lush figure was very evident. Her too tight T-shirt clearly showed that she wore no bra over her large breasts, and her low rider sweat pants left acres of an exposed taut stomach. She was standing with one hip cocked out holding a coffee cup and just looked at Dylan for a moment before -

"What the fuck do you want?"
"You."

Cat glared angrily at Dylan for several seconds. "What if Luke was home?"

"But he isn't."
"Where have you been for the past three months?"
"Thinking about you."
"Yeah, right. So how come you haven't called me one time?"
"No excuse, maybe because you are married. But I am here now."
"God, you are such an asshole."
"True, but I am a lot of fun. (Pause) Are you going to invite me in?"
"Now why would I do that?"
"Cause you missed me."

Cat stood in the doorway looking at Dylan for a moment. She was trying to decide to let this man who completely turned her world upside down into her life again even for a few moments. She was married, not happily, but she tried to honor the vows, yet the sex with Dylan was so incredible. Finally ...

"Just for a cup of coffee, nothing more," as she held the door open. Knowing he had already won, Dylan walked past her into the front hall. "That's all it takes," he thought to himself.

As she closed the door, he put his hand on her tight ass and gave one on of the lush globes a gentle squeeze. Quickly she whirled around on him.

"Wait a minute, buckoo. Don't think you can just show up after 3 months, not call me once and just walk in here and fuck me."

Dylan reached out gently and caressed the cheek of Cat's beautiful face. He leaned forward placing his mouth right next to her ear.

"Thinking has nothing to do with it." He whispered.

Dylan gently pulled her mouth up to his for a long wet kiss. As the kiss continues, Cat began to whine deep in her throat. The coffee cup in her hand dropped to the floor shattering in a hundred small pieces that neither of them even notice. She slowly pressed her lush body against him and began to grind her pelvis against his leg. Rubbing her moistening pussy against his thigh, she ran her hand down across his 6-pack abs searching for that monster that caused her such immense pleasure.

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