“Are you his bird, or his legal brief?” My boss asked Jessie.
“I’m his bird, who likes him in briefs.” She grinned back.
We went to bed that night, lying awake for hours, thinking of figures and what needed to be done. We were up early and after breakfast decided to visit the site, have a look at the sign, take some time to think.
The sign was huge, two billboards together. It was easily seen from the main road.
Dixons Field was more scrubland than meadow, but the silence was intoxicating. No sounds from any traffic, it felt like you were a thousand miles away from any people. I took off my jacket, placing it on the driver’s seat and looked towards the sun, feeling its warmth.
“My god I need to pee.” Jessie said, looking around.
“There’s no toilets here.” I said grinning.
She undid her skirt and slipped it off. “I don’t want to get it wet. “She snapped when my eyes opened wide.
She pulled open the rear door, hiding behind it as I blocked off any other view. Squatting down she pulled her panties to one side and started to pee. Giggling, I watched a pool sink into the dry dirt. She took ages and began to laugh, moaning when she wet her panties.
Finished she rose, kicking them off. She wore thigh length, black stockings, with lace tops, I was instantly interested, I moved close enough so the back of my hand could just brush over her pubic hair.
“I need cock.” Jessie stated. “Badly, I think it’s this place, what it’s going to do for us.” She went climb onto the back seat but saw the dirt and grime.
She stripped naked, put her clothes on the driver’s seat and lay down in the back, legs spread wide.
“Just get it in, I want fucking, I need cock in me.” She demanded.
With suit pants down to my knees I obliged, not even checking if she was wet. My cock went in, filling her cunt as she wanted.
“Don’t wait for me, just fuck.” She hissed, grunting as I thrusted into her. “Oh god this is good.”
The car radio suddenly came on. “Bad wiring.” I said, I was getting close.
“Don’t stop, give me your cum baby.”
I shot my load hearing her gasp with joy as she felt its heat.
“Let me finger you.” I said, shifting my pants up.
Suddenly a woman’s face appeared at the window and a man’s voice behind me.
“Do you know anything about the housing development?” He asked. Jessie screamed and sat up trying to hide her nakedness, covering her breasts with her arms, crossing her legs. “Oh, I’m sorry.” He stepped back quickly. “I didn’t see anything.” He lied.
“Get me my clothes.” Jessie begged. I pulled them off the driver’s seat and pushed the door shut to give her privacy.
“We are so sorry, we didn’t realise.” The woman said.
“But you are in the middle of a field.” The man added.
“It’s our field.” I replied.
“You’re the builders!” They said in unison. “How much are they? We can go up to seven hundred, please tell us!”
Another car approached, followed by a white van. Three people jumped out the van, one holding a big video camera, another waving a microphone at another guy who was shouting into a phone. They were local news.