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      Barbara surveyed herself in her dressing table mirror. With her long blonde hair,
even longer legs and 38 inch E breasts, the ex model knew she was beautiful. The
wolf-whistles she got whenever she walked down the street attested to that. She loved the
attention. And that was the problem. Her husband, a successful business man, was hardly
ever there.  In the two years they had been married he had been at home a total of only
three months. Barbara could not remember the last time they had made love. Which meant she
was now very sexually frustrated. Of course she had satisfied herself most nights he had
been away but it wasn’t the same. She longed for a hard cock and right now she decided
anyone’s will do. As her fingers traced the outline of her panties she suddenly decided to
do something about it. Out of her wardrobe she took out her sexiest dress, a red leather
figure-hugging micro-mini with a zippered front that barely covered her flimsy black
panties underneath. With five inch heels on, just a look in the mirror told her she looked
red hot. She was ready.
      Five minutes later she was gunning her convertible Corvette down the main road
towards town. Her leather outfit had ridden up to the top of her thighs revealing the v in
her tiny panties. She had never felt more sexier in all her life. Stopping at a red light
Barbara became the centre of attraction for the occupants of a workman’s truck who
strained their necks to get a better view. Noticing their undivided attention she smiled
at them, placed an index finger in her mouth then transferred it to the v of her panties.
The men’s eyes almost popped out of their heads as they watched her push the flimsy
material between the lips of her pussy. If that wasn’t enough to have them straining in
their pants, with her other hand she slowly pulled down the zipper of her dress. 
      “Fucking hell!” muttered some of the workmen as her beautiful tits came into view.
The low cut bra Barbara was wearing didn’t hide much – the silky material seemingly
straining to keep her breasts contained. By the looks on the watching band of men there
would have been be no shortage of volunteers to set them free. As the saying goes though,
all good things must come to an end as the lights then turned green. Blowing them a big
kiss Barbara accelerated away with a screech of tyres leaving behind a very frustrated
bunch of horny men. She laughed as they slowly disappeared in the rear-vision mirror while
vainly trying to keep up with her. This was turning out to be fun, but she decided she
would have to find somewhere secluded soon to relieve her own frustrations that were just
about at bursting point. The leather seat was in fact becoming decidedly wet.  On the
outskirts of town she turned down a tree lined dirt road used occasionally by logging
trucks and forest workers. Just a few miles driving its winding dusty confines the
Corvette’s motor cut out.
      “Blast!” exclaimed Barbara thumping the steering wheel as she pulled the car to the
side of the road. A look at the petrol gauge showed it registering empty. She had been
enjoying herself that much she had never thought to check. Even worse was the fact she had
left her mobile phone at home as well. ‘What a fool!’ she thought to herself as she swung
open the car door. Resigned to her fate she climbed out of the vehicle to check out the
surroundings. In the distance she could see dust left in the wake of an approaching
vehicle.
      “Thank God!”  she said under her breath  , at least now she wouldn’t be stuck out
in the wilderness. As the vehicle got nearer she recognized it as the same truck that had
been sitting alongside her at the lights. Just as quickly Barbara was also recognized by
its occupants as the truck quickly skidded to a halt next to her. She was more than a
little worried as four men jumped out of the vehicle. Swallowing hard she spoke.
      “I’ve run out of petrol, do you think you could give me a lift to the nearest
petrol station please?” she almost pleaded.
      The men now grinning exchanged glances.
      “Well that all depends on you darling” replied the one standing closest to her as
he eyed Barbara up and down.
      She felt suddenly very vulnerable and tried in vain to pull her dress down past the
edge of her panties. 
      “What do you mean?” she asked slowly.
      They all laughed.
      “How about finishing off what you started at the lights.” replied  their
spokesman.
      “Yeah, how about letting us watch you play with that gorgeous body of yours, then
we’ll give you a lift” chipped in one of the others. 
      Nervously Barbara glanced up and down the lonely dirt road. It was deserted. 
      “You promise you will just watch?” she asked looking from one to the other.
      “Yeah sure” they chorused in unison.
      Maybe she would enjoy it, she decided, after all it had been a fantasy of hers for
years to bring herself off in front of an appreciative audience. She walked around to the
front of the Corvette and leant back on the bonnet. Her panties came immediately into
view.
      “Fucking hell, what a body!” whispered one of the men to another as they watched
her run her hands up and down the length of her figure. They were captivated as she slowly
pulled the zipper down revealing her huge breasts once more to their hungry gazes.
Barbara’s eyes shut as her hands squeezed them together still encased in their bra. It was
all too much for one of the men who immediately unzipped his fly, took out his cock and
started to jack himself off. Barbara opened her mouth and started to breathe heavily as
her right hand having abandoned her breasts made its way up her leg towards her pussy.
      “That’s it, finger-fuck yourself you horny bitch!” said the one pumping at his
cock.