Marion turned her gaze from the window and back to me following my previous comment, and asked why would Anne dress up in knee high boots and a really short skirt if it was Kevin having fun with a lorry driver - maybe she likes the lorry drivers to look at her while Kevin is keeping them occupied or maybe Anne is a bit of a dominatrix and makes Kevin meet men or maybe Anne has sex the with the lorry drivers and makes Kevin watch! Either was far too many options for us to investigate and let’s face it, do you really want to know or even care if your neighbours are having sex with lorry drivers in lay-by’s? Marion ponders for a moment and then suddenly asks how do they know where to go, do lorry drivers advertise? I said they must do, unless certain areas have a reputation for this sort of thing? Anyway what about this brunch you promised me, shall we put some clothes on and take a walk down to the promenade? With that Marion nodded and slipped into the next room to look for a brunch outfit as she put it, I opened the wardrobe and opted for jeans and a shirt whereas Marion had gone for skin tight jeans, knee high boots and a rather fitted jumper that was almost bursting at the seams! Marion grabbed a leather jacket and picked up my own jacket and we headed downstairs and headed out the door, as Marion locked the door I went and unlocked the car and opened the passenger door for her, I waited for her to get inside and adjust herself on the leather seat before closing her door, I walk round to the drivers side and jump in and start the car, a minor seat adjustment required as I’m not wearing high heels this time followed by a rear view mirror tweak and we are ready for the off. I turn the car around at the end of the roar and drive back down the road and head towards the promenade, Marion is very quiet as we travel the short distance towards the promenade until she directs me to a quiet residential road where we can park with a 10 minute walk to the promenade. Once we arrive I select a quiet end of the street to park and we both exit the car, as we walk along the street Marion snuggles into me and hangs onto my arm as we walk along, her heels are very noisy on the pavement and it immediately reminds me of last night when my heels made a similar noise as I walked! As we walk along the promenade we can see lots of other couples and families all doing the same thing, we decided to walk along the prom first and then return for brunch a little later and after a 20 minute walk we noticed that it had got very quiet and our conversation reverted back to our previous discussion as Marion quizzed me about why would a guy meet another guy with the wife was watching and had I done anything like it, I said I couldn’t answer why but confirmed that I hadn’t been involved in anything like that, this paused the conversation for a few minutes before Marion suddenly asked would you or do you want to? By now we had turned and was heading back and we could see people in the distance so I quickly responded well I have never thought about it really and Marion giggled well you had probably never thought about dressing up in woman’s clothes and going out for a walk or shopping! We returned back to the busier area of the promenade and went to the cafe Marion said we should try, it was fairly busy but staff had indicated a table would be free in a minute but they needed to clean it, so we stood by the counter and waited looking around the cafe at all the faces until the waitress called us over. She had left some menus and said she would be back shortly to take our order so we glanced at the menu and made our decisions on drinks and food and waited for her to return, once she had returned to take our order we sat idly chatting about all manner of things but not Anne and Kevin for obvious reasons, the brunch was really good and I said to Marion good choice as we paid and left and walked back towards the car, once again Marion was clamped to my arm as we strolled along the prom, crossed the road and headed back towards the car, once we had got back in the car we sat talking about later, Marion asked me about going out as Sienna again and suggested the walk we had just done, I explained the distance in heels might be a bit too far for me and I would need to practise more walks in heels, she giggled and said let’s try and see how far you can go and I agreed, before she responded with unless you want to try the lay-by again and see if any lorry drivers are on the prowl and I said not tonight, maybe tomorrow jokingly… As we drove back towards Marion’s the car fell silent as the conversation had stopped, I did try a couple of times to restart it but Marion was deep in thought all the way home! Once we got back and inside I made a pot of coffee and Marion went looking through her boudoir for an outfit that she could wear later, when she finally returned she said one things that I find curious about all this, how do Anne and Kevin know where to go, and how do they know if the lorry drives are interested? Before I could answer with a I don’t know she was busy rapping away on her phone, a few failed attempts after googling lorry drivers and lay-by fun before she suddenly tried dogging and came across some websites, she explained there was some sites that detailed dogging locations and the type of people that frequented them, and even said some had pictures of the area and one particular website had a message area with sections. She read a few messages from the lorry drivers section and it was eye opening to say the least, some of them really didn’t care if the partner was female or male as long as they would suck and fuck, and in many cases the lorry drivers had requested transvestites! After some prolonged research Marion said Anne and Kevin must use a site like this when they go dogging and meet lorry drivers to which my response was well assuming that is what they do. Marion was slightly obsessed and suddenly announced that she was going to create an account, and just before she entered her details she had an idea, and said actually let’s create you a profile on one of these sites as it seems lorry drivers prefer transvestites which immediately rang alarm bells for me, I quickly stated let’s not be hasty and maybe we should think about this but Marion was looking at all different sites and then suddenly turned her phone to me and said this one looks good - it was Birchplace or TVChix as it was also known, I once again said let’s not be hasty but Marion was very eager and went to work…
To be continued… |
