I came back the next night shaking before I even got out of the Uber. My p***y was still sore from the last two times but the ache just made me wetter the whole drive over. I wore what he told me nothing under the dress. Short red one that barely covered my ass thin straps and low neckline so my t**s were practically spilling out. No panties no bra just skin and need.
The garage door was half open light spilling out onto the dark street. He was inside wiping his hands on a rag looking up the second I walked in. His eyes went dark hungry. He locked the door behind me flipped the sign to closed and turned off the outside lights. Just us now.
“You’re late,” he said stepping close enough I could smell the oil on him again.
“I couldn’t wait,” I whispered already breathing fast.
He didn’t sa
