I am a cheater and I can’t help it 3 ( True story)

Hi, my name is Macara and what I am about to share with you is a true story, and it happened by accident. (Prev story part 1 and part 2) Well this incident took place one Saturday afternoon, while I was driving to visit a friend of mine who’s happen to leave about two hours away from where I leave, I have been at her house a few times but all the other times I have been at her house my husband drove.

When we were younger we used to hang out quite a lot, do wild things but not to wild, by then she was sexually active and I was only a teaser kind of, and this to remember old times I decided to show up at her house like old times, and kind of play my part as a teaser, and I picked to wear that day a wrap mini skirt, which only have one botton on the waist, a opaque pantyhose, a nude spaghetti straps under shirt with no bra, long sleeve dress shirt botton up just below my breast line and a pair of fuck me pump shoes, dressed with sophisticated clothes looking trashy, or corporate whore.

I was on the road by 10:45am hopping to be there by 1:00pm to 1:15pm. I set my GPS and drove off. The GPS trick me, after half an hour on the highway the GPS send to back roads, I thought this is going to make the trip to be longer than usual. I was driving on this country side road for about forty minutes, when a light lit up on the dashboard of my car and I started to panic, I in the middle of nowhere where no other person would drive through that day, I was going up and down the hills, in the woods, after I hit the top of long curve hill I could see a long corn fields which I could not see the end, I just kept driving and finally I saw gas station Singh and then my worries started to diminish.

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