It was rush hour on Yonge St. in Toronto and the traffic was bumper-to-bumper as usual.
"Stop here, Greg. I'll grab the cab," Erika instructed. He did as he was told and Erika walked briskly and hailed the taxi that was nearby.
Getting into the front seat she told the driver, "Take me to Yonge and Eglinton."
Walter had been driving cabs for almost 10 years and he enjoyed it. His wife wasn't a raving beauty but he loved her. He wasn't exactly Don Juan but he had his fair share of women before they married and several after. None he would leave his wife for but hey, a man likes variety. Did Baskin Robbins stop at 1 flavor?
Walter looked over at Erika and liked what he saw. He wished his wife dressed that way. She wore a silky low cut black blouse, no bra and a black leather skirt, nice and short like Walter liked it. Her long slender legs were covered by sheer fishnet pantyhose and high-heeled shoes. And those lips; those full lips were dark red and her long nails were painted to match. Her wavy red hair added to her attractiveness. He realized he was staring at her so he stopped. "Yes Ma'am," he replied and he put on the gas.
Trying to be the consummate professional, Walter tried not to glance directly over at Erika. He did check her out from the corner of his right eye. Erika began unbuttoning her blouse, one button at a time. She continued until all the buttons were open. He couldn't believe his luck. She reached in and began fondling her breasts. Her blouse was barely covering them. They were firm ample tits with nipples that elongated as she pulled them. She softly moaned and Walter's cock began to stiffen.
He tried to make it seem commonplace but couldn't help looking over to catch an eyeful whenever possible. Erika didn't stop there. She whispered softly "God, I'm so horny," as her hands left those beautiful tits. She lifted her skirt up and over on her legs and pulled her pantyhose down to her knees. She didn't want anything in the way. She spread her legs slightly and she moved her black-laced thong over to the side so she could explore her pussy freely.
Erika placed a finger inside her moistening cunt and then added a second one. As each entered her juicy slit, she softly cooed. Walter was having a bit of difficulty keeping his eyes on the road. His cock was rock hard and he thought his sperm would burst out. Luckily the traffic was moving slowly. After both fingers were inside, Erika moved them in and out over and over again. Walter could see her fingers covered by her wetness. Her liquids increased with each journey inside and out. He could smell her pussy's intoxicating aroma.
Erika smiled mischievously over at Walter and removed the 2 fingers from her soaked cunt. Moving a finger in front of his lips, she asked, "Want to taste it?" Walter nodded and licked off her savory pussy juices with his tongue. His nose took in the sweet scent of her slit. "You taste delicious, honey," he told her. "Thank you."
Erika licked off the other finger. "MMMMMMMM yes I do," she agreed. She edged closer to Walter and covered his crotch with her hand, separated only by his pants. He didn't resist as she fondled his prick through it and began unzipping to get at her desired piece of meat. She reached in and grabbed it, pulling it out and stroking it. It was already erect and she knew it wouldn't take long for him to cum.
The car was able to move at a quicker pace now as traffic eased off. There was still a bit of time before they would get to her stop. Bending down to his prick's level, she moved her tongue along the shaft, beginning with his balls and moving slowly upwards. Pre-cum had already begun oozing out of his purple swollen cockhead and her tongue quickly lapped it up. She opened her mouth to engulf his average sized dick and she sucked on it. She knew how to handle a cock and work it and he knew it. His wife never sucked his prick. She felt it was unladylike. He had gotten used to being deprived of it with her but his other lovers all loved cocksucking. He wouldn't have accepted any less from them.
Erika moaned while the length of his cock filled her mouth. She bobbed her head up and down his pole and she tickled his balls. Pulling his dick out she whispered, "Want to fuck?" Walter nodded. "Go down this street," Erika told him, pointing to the upcoming turn. He did as she instructed and they parked near a house. That only added to the excitement. His wife wasn't an exhibitionist but Walter liked the thrill of knowing he might be seen by others while fucking. Walter zipped up his pants. Erika buttoned her blouse, lifted her pantyhose back up and pulled down her skirt. They went to the backseat and Erika lay down.
This time Walter had the pleasure of opening up Erika's blouse. Only this time, those gorgeous nipples were between his teeth and he bit softly on them. His tongue licked her areolas in a circular motion. Her breathing got harder and his cock needed some release very soon. There were a few cars that parked nearby and some that passed by but they were oblivious to it all. All that mattered to Walter was his overwhelming desire to stick his throbbing cock in her wet cunt.
He ripped Erika's pantyhose wide opened with his hands and moved the thong. He lifted her skirt and got on top of her. He shoved his prick inside in one deep plunge. Her hole was soaked and so warm that he never wanted to leave it. He thrust it repeatedly and with each heave, he could feel her closer to her climax. He couldn't hold off any longer and he emptied his balls deep inside her luscious cunt, grunting as he did so.
Erika's muscles stiffened and she climaxed. Her pussy's outpouring of hot cum covered his pole. Walter pulled out his prick and again zipped up his pants. Erika got herself all straightened up and they both returned to the front seats. "Oh baby, you're a great fuck," Walter told her.
"Thanks honey," Erika replied. "Let's get to Yonge and Eglinton, ok?"
"Sure sweetie," and he started the cab and took her there. "The ride's on me," he smiled at her.
Erika got out of the taxi and Walter called out to her. "Could I have your number? Perhaps we could do this again."
Erika pretended she didn't hear and kept walking. Walter drove off. She stopped when she came to the Virgin Bar. She waited for an hour or so, sitting on the bench that was outside it. Greg finally parked his car and joined her and handed her a package. "How did they come out?" she asked.
"Pretty good, Erika. You could clearly tell it's him fucking and that's what matters." Erika nodded.
"Thanks Greg." She handed him an envelope filled with money.
"Pleasure doing business with you," he replied. Greg got into his vehicle and drove off.
Erika went into the bar and got seated at a table until Don showed up. He sat down next to her. "How did it go?"
"Great. We got what you needed," and she handed him the pictures.
He perused them and smiled. "Wonderful, you did a great job as usual, Erika. I've added a bonus." He passed Erika an envelope with more money than Greg's had. She counted it and was pleased. She needed the extra money. Her husband had left her and their 2-year-old, to be with the woman he had been cheating with. "Have a good shift today. I always love watching you strip but I do have business to attend to. Take care and thanks again," Don said. With that, Don was off.
Don went back to his detective agency and sat in his chair. He opened up his binder and searched until he found what he was looking for. He dialed the number. "Is this Mrs. Mackenzie? Ah yes, Mrs. Mackenzie, this is Don from Don Michaels Detective Agency. I'm sorry to tell you that I have some bad news for you about your husband Walter," Don stared at the photos he had received from Erika. "You were right. He is cheating on you. I have proof if you'd like to see it."