Just after 8 this evening I went through a Wendy’s drive thru half way home, so I wouldn’t have to cook tonight, or even make a sand which. The strawberry blonde working the window, I thought was stunning. Absolutely beautiful. We were as smiling and as friendly as can be in such a short time. I was in such lust that I got a really crazy idea. I ate fries and jacked off waiting for my turn again in the drive thru. I would need more fries. By the time that I was second in line I was so nervous and so ready to explode that I thought I might not make it. I was glad that I had years of practice in self control over my orgasms, so that I could ease off the brake and roll to the window again. Her recognition of me was nice but her smile was like lightning. “You need more fries already?” Looking at my order. “I was wondering if you might be interested in seeing more of me than this?” She gave me a curious look with her radiant face and her eyes shining. “More than this?” She asked. “This.” I told her, lifting my a** off the seat. Her eyes went so wide I could see white highlights in their sapphire blue. Her mouth dropped to a capitol O. There was no doubt that she was getting not only a great view of my big c*** getting abused; but also of the powerful, squirting, ejaculations of my sperm that wanted to drown me in my Jeep. She was speechless. “If you would like to see me again, would you write your number on my order of fries please?” “Oh my god.” I couldn’t hear wether or not she said it out loud, but I could see her s*** lips and mouth as plain as day. “Carma?” I got her attention after a moment. It brought her back to us. “Um!” Looking at me. “My fries and maybe a few extra napkins please?” I licked obvious c** from my hand. “OH, aa, Yea!” She blinked several times quickly then added some napkins to the paper bag. “Can I get your digits?” Looking surprised she pulled the bag back, looked down, found a pen, wrote something quickly then shoved the bag out the window at me. Someone beeped their horn. “I get off at 11.” “I’ll call you at 12 if your going home?” She was back to her bright and smiling face. “Please do!”
