I went out with Jake last night, and I am going to go see Br..

I went out with Jake last night, and I am going to go see Brandon again tonight at the bar he works at without Scott this time, so that should be fun. Poor Scott thinks he is going with me again, but I haven’t told him he’s staying home. Anyway, about my date with Jake last night. We went to New Smyrna. It’s a beach town just a bit south of Daytona, kind of a nicer place, and that’s where all the hotties go, both girls and guys. It also has very nice restaurants/bars. It was about a 40-minute drive for us. I wore my white tube top Sundress, a bit see threw in the right sun. Anyway, I thought I would put a little show for Jake on our way there. Just the thought of Jake and I walking around the street, holding hands and being a real couple, got my box all wet and gooey, so I pulled my dress up and spread my legs with my freshly reshaped and shaved pussy that of course Scott did for me. I started to play with my clit and finger my hole, and, well, that got a rise in Jake’s pants immediately, and of course, that made my pussy even more slippery. I edged myself as I reached over and started rubbing Jake’s cock through his pants. No, I didn’t pull it out because I didn’t want him to cum, either. I just edged him like I did myself. I did that for the rest of our drive. So when we parked, we had to wait a little bit before we got out of his jeep because he didn’t want to walk around with a hard-on sticking out in his pants. It was easy for me; I just wiped up my juices with my hand and let Jake lick them off, but as we got out and made our way to the restaurant, I could feel my juices running down my thighs again. The restaurant was packed, so we decided to sit at the bar, where there were a couple of empty seats. That way, we didn’t have to wait for a table. As the bartender was Taking our order, I took Jake’s hand and slid it up under my dress so he could feel my wet juices running down my thigh. Well, you could say he had problems concentrating and ordering, which made me laugh a little bit. When the bartender walked away, Jake took my hand and put it over his cock so I could feel the woody in his pants. Which I loved. There is something special about making a man's cock hard. It just feels good. We sat there and chatted over dinner and decided to walk down to street and check out the other places. There were a lot of outside bars. As we were walking, holding hands I heard somebody yell out my name, so I looked over and saw it was Scott’s friend, our neighbor. He walked up and started talking to me, trying to be nosey, and asked me where Scott was. I told him he was at home, and he got real quiet and said, I’ll let you guys go and have a good evening. I said I plan on it and he just walked away. I knew he was on his phone texting Scott the second we walked away. Oh well, doesn’t matter to me. He has no idea Scott already knows who I’m with. Anyway, we continued down the street and went into a bar that had a band and dance floor. We started dancing and did a little dirty dancing. Of course, we got ourselves all turned on, so we decided to leave and head back to the jeep. By the time we got back, Jake had a massive hard-on going on, and I was drooling down my thighs again, so I made Jake get in the passenger seat, hopped on top of him, straddled him, and took him for a ride. Needless to say, neither one of us lasted very long. We got ourselves back together and drove back to his place, where we headed to the bedroom and stayed there all night. I texted Scott and told him that I was staying with Jake and wouldn’t be home until morning. After I sent the text, I thought twice about it, but it was too late. It would have been better to let him stew in his own thoughts, wondering where I was. But I thought I'd be nice tonight and let him know that his wife would be getting pumped full of hot cum by a man who now owns his wife's pussy. Wonder how he felt about that?