Toyboy Hits the Road

We saw the couple from the white Morris, Trevor who was in his late twenties and Honey, who was a very attractive blonde about my age, have sex on the Audi. The old-fashioned, bulbous Morris Minor bonnet was not practical for laying on ones back and taking a fucking. The Audi guys were more than willing to offer the use of their flashy motor.

Nobody mentioned our age difference. I suppose it would be weird to watch a man fuck a woman over a car in the pouring rain, in front of several strangers, then remark what an unusual couple they make.

It was not how I anticipated the evening would pan out. Millie said the same, although with my older lover, I wasn't certain if she was just extremely pragmatic, or whether nothing was ever completely unplanned.

We took the drive back home. Asking why she didn't want me to cum inside her, she answered, "Just in case any mess gets on your lovely seats. It would never come out, they'd be ruined!"

I slept in Millie's bed that night. I had a vivid dream that my orange Ford Escort had been stolen. When I opened the curtains the next morning, there was an empty space where my car had been.

It was not our last visit to Sherwood Forest, however. The next occasion took rather an unexpected twist.

Ed and Millie will return in At Home With The Toyboy