Banging His Girlfriend. At the Shopping Mall.

Cf is a hot as fire blonde. Thin, tall, long legged and hot as can be. Her boyfriend is a super nice guy, and best of all, loves to watch her to get banged.

After Saturday night, I suggested that the three of us go do some Christmas shopping at the mall. Cf was starting to get nervous about starting Christmas shopping so late, so I knew she would jump on this. I call Km, but Km said he couldn't go, and he suggested that I call his girlfriend Cf, and set up a shopping date.

We text a few times, which for me is a big deal: As you know, my phone has it disabled - I am one of those few people who hate both ringing phones and pester texts - but I can work around it by using my computer. And rarely tell anyone or they will bug me to death. You know how it is.

Anyway, we chat on SwingLifeStyle and we talk once. We schedule it, and she picks me up at the car repair place - routine maintenance - and we go to Books a Million. As we walk the bookstore looking for a book, I can't help but notice that she's beautiful. She has on a thin sleeveless top, sexy tight jeans and wickedly stylish - but not over the top - boots. I'm a gentleman, but I can't help thinking about the other night. I'm ready to start kissing her right then and there.

We leave, and I hold her car door open for her (she's driving since my car is in the shop). While we are driving to the mall, we have another one of The Talks. It's never The Talk, because communication is important. For example, let's say I kiss her, she's into it, and he's not - a friendship was destroyed in an instant. Stupid, and stupid is not the new Smart. So I bide my time and we talk: I need to know Km's comfort level - this is critical: He is sharing his girlfriend with me, and I'm not going to even risk offending him the tiniest bit. The stakes are too high. He's one heck of a nice guy, and when you are a wife banger, you always have to think of the other man before yourself. Their SwingLifeStyle profile showed high interest in couples and females, low interest in single males. So, I've been pretty lucky.

We talk. Turns out, Km is entirely comfortable with us hanging out for the day - actually turns him on, and he is probably wired like me: If I kissed her, it would turn him on. But I can't take that chance and make it very clear that if he wants me to kiss her or anything else, he will tell me so. The truth is, I'm pretty excited I have a beautiful and interesting woman to share the day with me.

As we are shopping, the sexual tension builds. She wants me, and I want her. Cf and Km are even texting about our Frisky Friday plans. Cf & I want a repeat of Saturday night. But Km is not there, so no kissing, no touching, no back seat banging . . . it actually felt like we were on a date.

They text some more, and then she shows me her phone: "Go ahead. Do him and kiss him. Just tell me about it when u 2 are done."

Holy Hell. We are thirty minutes from her place and thirty-five from mine.

No problem: The mall is crowded, her windows are tinted in the back, and dress shirts adorn one of the back seat area hanger things over the rear door. We park as remotely as we can, vehicles are all around us, it's cold and rainy, so people aren't gong to linger, the windows are tinted, and we put one of the shirts on the other side for extra privacy. And I bang her for almost an hour in the parking lot of the shopping mall. This beautiful blonde is bouncing on my cock, tits in my face, smiling and kissing me, cumming over and over again.

Life. Is good.

We end our date with her dropping me off to pick up my truck - after a stop at one of the Recreation Clothing Stores, where I buy her a toy to try with her boyfriend. And a sexy outfit for Frisky Friday. As we kissed goodbye, I couldn't help but think Frisky Friday was going to rock!