Making Love in The Car

Hiding something that can make your life uneasy will only leave guilt in your heart, anxiety, fear, and continue to feel guilty.

That's how Andre feels now, for three days he's been fighting with Diandra and it's making his head spin. He did have an affair, but he tried to be fair. He always goes home even if he stops by his girlfriend's apartment. Like tonight, he and Selvia had dinner at a restaurant.

"Honey, how come you're not in the mood to eat?" asked Selvia.

"Diandra, I'm angry at home. I don't want to go home," Andre complained.

Selvia smiled. She understood how Andre felt. "Talk to Diandra nicely. Don't hurt her."

"I can't stand fighting every day. For three days we've been like cats and dogs."

Selvia shook her head. "Don't compare yourself to a dog or a cat, Yang. You are you, my Andre who always beats me up in bed. Always asking for sex again and again until I become your sex slave."

"Honey... when you talk about sex, it makes me want to." Andre nodded.

"Let's make love where baby? I want something challenging not just in bed." Selvia rolled her eyes at Andre.

"You are always challenging baby. Shall we make love somewhere challenging this time?" asked Andre while stroking the back of Selvia's hand.

Selvia deliberately rubbed her foot into Andre's thigh and bit her lip looking at her lover as if she wanted to fulfill her lust that always wanted to have sex again and again without knowing the place.

Once they finished dinner, they headed to the restaurant parking lot and Andre was about to take his lover back to the apartment, but Selvia held him back.

"Honey, I want to," Selvia said spoiled.

“But I have to go home quickly. Diandra will get suspicious," Andre said, pleading for Selvia's understanding.

“Just for a while, honey."

“If I make love to you, I'll lose track of time, darling."

"You won't lose track of time. I promise."

"All right if that's what you want."

Andre took Selvia to the back of the car. In the small room they make love quickly. Andre sits in the back seat with Selvia sitting on Andre's lap. They smother each other with their tongues entwined with passion.

Selvia undoes Andre's belt and pulls his pants down to his feet. Selvia who is wearing a short dress only lifts her dress up to her thighs. Both of them are no longer wearing panties. Selvia guides Andre's penis into her vagina.

Bless...

Andre closes his eyes as his penis enters Selvia's vagina. Andre feels so much pleasure as Selvia moves her hips back and forth on top of him enjoying the swaying of her hips.

Andre's mouth does not remain silent. While Selvia was busy moving her hips, Andre sucked the nipple of his girlfriend's breast while his left hand squeezed the breast he wasn't sucking.

"Honey, I don't suck this one either." Selvia protested as Andre was busy suckling her right breast.

"I forgot. Here... here... daddy suck the right one." Andre sucked on Selvia's nipple.

"Aah... honey... so good." Selvia moans as Andre sucks hard.

While Selvia was still busy wiggling her hips a car parked not far from Andre's car made her stop her movements.

"Honey, I'm afraid of getting caught," said Selvia, afraid that the passenger of the white car would find out that they were doing a sexual scene in the car, but still shaking her hips.

"Wait a minute. Stop for a minute sweetheart." Andre held Selvia's hips to stop for a moment.

"Yes."

The passengers of the white car left regardless of what was going on in Andre's luxurious black sedan. After no one was around anymore Selvia looked up at Andre.

"Continue darling. I really like your moves. You're so good at rocking me," Andre said praising Selvia.

"Just as you asked, darling." Selvia passionately smacked Andre's lips.

They kissed each other as Selvia continued to shake her hips. Andre and Selvia feel the thrill of making love like never before. Enjoying the lovemaking, but being afraid of being caught by other people spurred both of their adrenaline.

"Honey... aaaah... I'm coming sweetheart." Selvia sighs next to Andre's right ear.

"At the same time darling. I want us to cum together." Andre moved his hips too making Selvia scream and Andre growl in pleasure.

After they are done making love. Andre looks at Selvia's flushed face, a sign that she is very satisfied. Although Andre didn't really enjoy their lovemaking this time. He is pressed for time, not wanting Diandra to wait for him to get home at midnight again. The challenging atmosphere in the restaurant's car park makes Andre and Selvia seem to be racing against time. There's something different about making love in a public place.

"Thank you darling, you always give me satisfaction," Andre says, kissing Selvia's forehead.

"Anything for you, darling," Selvia says, hugging Andre.

"You always give me pleasure, baby," Andre said after they finished making love.

“Of course, darling... if I'm not delicious it's hard to make you satisfied."

Andre laughed. Selvia does understand his biological needs which makes him forget about his problems with Diandra for a moment. After he drove Selvia back to the apartment he quickly returned home. Andre didn't want to make Diandra angry with him again.

"Keira, Richie, Papa's home," Andre called out with excitement.

Keira and Richie were in the room with Diandra. As soon as they heard Andre's voice, they jumped up with joy.

"Mom, Papa's back," Keira said.

"Yeah, Mom. That's Papa's voice," Richie added. Keira and Richie immediately rushed down from the bed to meet Andre.

"Papa!" they both shouted in unison.

Andre embraced his children tightly. He missed the warmth of their hugs. There was a sense of happiness that filled him as he spent time with his family. Diandra, though, also descended the stairs, but she only gazed at Andre coldly, though she smiled faintly as she watched Richie and Keira with him.

"Why are you acting like this again, Mas? I know you’ve been unfaithful, even though I haven’t found any concrete proof of your betrayal. It's heartbreaking to see the kids like this, and you still haven't changed," Diandra thought to herself.

Diandra's heart ached. She desperately wanted to confront Andre, but she couldn’t bear to make Richie and Keira sad. Their happiness meant everything to her, even if it meant she had to endure the pain herself.

"Let me bear the pain as long as it spares the children. Their happiness is my happiness," Diandra whispered sadly in her heart.

"Papa, are you done with work? You won’t be home late again, will you?" Keira asked.

"No, sweetheart. Papa’s been really busy these past few days, but I promise, from now on, I won't be working late anymore," Andre said, glancing at Diandra.

Diandra only stared at him coldly. She refused to soften toward him, even though Andre seemed to be acting like his old self again—the Andre who used to love his family so much.

"Please, realize your mistakes, Mas. I can’t bear it if you cheat on me again," Diandra thought quietly to herself.

"Papa, I’m going to take a shower. After that, I’ll read you a story before bed," Andre said.

"Roger that, Boss!" Keira and Richie responded in unison.

Andre chuckled at his children’s playful banter. He missed them so much, especially after spending the past few days with Selvia. He made his way to the bedroom to clean off the sweat left from his affair in the car. Diandra was already in the room, preparing a fresh set of clothes for him.

"Di," Andre called.

"Just go shower, Mas. I’ll heat up dinner," Diandra replied coldly.

Diandra turned to leave, but Andre quickly wrapped his arms around her from behind.

"Di," he called softly this time.

"Let go, Mas. I’m going downstairs," Diandra said, trying to break free from his embrace.

"I’m sorry, love. I’ve wronged you, but I haven’t done what you’re thinking. I love you, Diandra," Andre whispered as he closed his eyes, holding her tighter.

Andre hugged Diandra, but in his mind, he was imagining Selvia. His hands caressed Diandra gently, sending a shiver through her.

"I’m going to warm up dinner, Mas," Diandra said, biting her lip. She didn’t want Andre to hear the soft gasps escaping her.

"I don’t need dinner, Di. I’ve already eaten. Right now, I want you. I’ve missed you, darling," Andre said again.

"I don’t want to be consumed," Diandra replied coldly, her gaze distant.

Andre was taken aback. He hadn’t expected this. It was the first time Diandra had rejected him so bluntly. Normally, she would have softened at his words, but now, it seemed he would have to fight even harder to win her back. He missed the smile she used to greet him with when he came home from work.

"Darling, please, I’m all sweaty. Haven’t you missed showering me? I haven’t been bathed by you in a while. Please, shower me, sweetheart," Andre said with a playful glint in his eyes.

Diandra knew exactly what Andre was after. If she showered him, it would only lead to his moans in the bathroom.

"You’re a grown man, Mas. Why do I need to bathe you like a child? You’re not Keira or Richie, who I still sometimes bathe. Move aside, Mas, I’m going to the kids’ room," Diandra snapped, pulling away from Andre, her frustration evident.

Andre fell silent. This time, Diandra was truly an

gry with him. He knew he would have to do whatever it took to regain her trust, so that she would never find out about his affair with Selvia.