It was Friday afternoon, after a long, busy week. It was about two months after my wife's girls' night in. I had just finished work, and I was heading home in my van. The traffic was bad, and I was stuck on the busy high street.

I'd been sat in the jam for ten or so minutes when the passenger door flew open, and a nurse with long red hair jumped in the van. Before I had a chance to say something, she said, "Caught you, you bad man. Where was my phone call?"

I took a proper look at her and realised it was Amy, the sexy redhead from my wife's party.

"Sorry, didn't recognise you in that nurse's uniform. Are you off to a fancy dress party?"

Amy laughed and said, "No, I've just finished work. I thought you knew I worked at the hospital with your wife. Anyway, why haven't you phoned me?"

"I've been so busy at work."

"You sound like you need to relax a bit."

"I wish, after the day I've had, and now this traffic."
"Let me help you with that."

With that, she pulled up her uniform, showing off her long legs in black tights and schoolgirl navy-blue knickers. She began stroking the crotch of her knickers.

"Come on, join me, get your cock out."

"What in this traffic?"

"Come on, everyone is too busy out there to be interested in us in here."

I popped my overalls open and slipped my hand in and pulled out my semi-hard cock.

"That's better. Now give it a stroke."

I couldn't believe how forward she was, and how quickly it had happened. I was in my van on the high street with a beautiful redhead rubbing her knickers and softly moaning. While I watched and slowly stroked my hardening cock.

After five minutes of us slowly masturbating together, the traffic started moving, and I had to stop wanking to drive the van. As we slowly moved along the high street, Amy said, "Quick, pull over in that space."

"We can't stop here, and do this."

"Just stop; we need to finish this."

I pulled in and looked over at Amy, and she had a big, dark blue wet patch on her knickers. I began wanking again, constantly looking around, checking no one could see us. There were a lot of people walking past, but everyone seemed too busy to notice.

Amy lifted her nylon-covered foot to my face and the other on my cock and said, "Relax, they can't see us."

She then pushed her toes into my mouth, and I sucked on them as she stroked my shaft with her other foot. I looked back at Amy as her moaning became louder and saw her hand was now inside her soaking wet knickers; she looked so hot.

I pushed her foot off my cock, grabbed my shaft, and started wanking. I closed my eyes and sucked hard on her toes as I wanked.

I heard Amy scream as she started to climax. I opened my eyes to watch and saw an old couple in front of the van; the guy had his back to me, putting shopping in the boot of his car. But the woman was looking straight at me.

The old lady stood right in front of me, watching me pull my foreskin up and down my shaft, her eyes never leaving my cock.

Amy took her hand out of her knickers and moved over to me. She pushed her sticky wet fingers in my mouth, and as I sucked on them, she whispered in my ear, "What a cute old couple." Then she moved down and wrapped her lips around my big purple mushroom.

"Fuck, that feels good."

She then slowly slid her lips down my shaft.
The old woman was still watching and now tugging on her husband's arm until he turned around. When he saw what his wife was looking at, his eyes lit up like a Christmas tree.

I watched as he squeezed his trousers until his wife spotted him and slapped his hand. When he moved his hand, she placed her hand on his bulge, and almost at the same time they both smiled.

Amy was working hard on my cock, and I was getting close to shooting my load. The old couple was still watching. I could see him trying to see Amy's ass, so I pulled up her uniform over her ass.

He smiled and mouthed, "Thank you." Just as Amy put her hand in my overalls and squeezed my balls, sending me over the edge. With a massive groan, I shot a large load into her mouth, spraying the back of her throat.

When I came down from my orgasm, I opened my eyes just in time to see the old couple getting into their car before Amy came up and kissed me, her tongue pushing my cum in my mouth.

Amy then straightened her uniform and climbed out of the van. As she was shutting the door, she said, "Hubby away for the weekend; be at mine at eight."

I sat and watched her walk away as my limp cock dribbled cum on my overalls. As Amy walked around the corner, I started my van and headed for home.

I was a couple of streets away from home when I saw the old guy from earlier; he was unpacking his shopping from his car. I stopped and called out to him, "Do you need a hand?"

He turned and said, "You've already done your bit, thanks. I think I can handle her from here."

I smiled and then drove off.