Wife/Craiggngcck
From Create Your Own Story
Wife
You sigh to yourself as you make your way back home with the extra passenger, keeping a watch on the rear-view mirror. Aimee and Craig continue to flirt on the back seat, seeming to get closer and closer by the minute. You begin speeding, trying to get home as soon as possible. You notice Craig's arm now wrapped behind Aimee's back, his hand firmly on her hip. Aimee's cheeks look flushed, her own hand very close to Craig's crotch, which you also notice is bulging.
You take a turn onto the highway so you can get home faster, the car accelerating quickly. Craig and Aimee giggle as they sway with the car. Woops! Craig laughs as he 'accidentally' sways into Aimee, pressing his body against hers for an unnatural amount of time. Aimee pushes him off playfully, her hand briefly resting on his chest. Stop it, you! We're on the highway, it's dangerous. She says.
What's so dangerous about the highway? Craig grins at her. It's not the highway that you should be careful of. Aimee speaks softly while looking at him and biting her bottom lip gently. The two laugh and sway once again as you overtake a particularly slow car. This time Aimee sways into Craig, pressing up against him. You notice in the rear-view mirror, her hand grips onto his crotch as Craig's face nestles into Aimee's neck. You hear a barely audible murmur before Aimee returns to her side of the seat with flushed cheeks, her hand resting on Craig's crotch a little longer.
You cough loudly, hoping to remind them of where they are. Aimee quickly withdraws her hand, however seeming to be somewhat reluctant. As you turn to make an exit off the highway, you take the shortcut back to your apartment, witnessing a few more disguised gropes here and there. Unusually, you're not as mad as you thought you'd be. In fact, that butterfly feeling has returned and you feel the slightest swelling in your own pants. You consider whether this may actually be turning you on as you pull up into the drive way.
You decide...
