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It was difficult to go to sleep with all the thoughts running through my head. When I finally fell asleep I slept okay. After all it was a mentally exhausting day and a physically exhausting evening, even though the physical part didn’t last long it was very intense. I was thankful it was Friday and I was looking forward to getting back to the gym.

My route was going well. When I arrived at the bus stop of the Marcel Family they were waiting along with all the other parents. After the last two mornings I made a mental note to pay attention to her outfit even more in the event “The Game” continued.

The weather was mild for the time of year and Amanda was wearing a powder blue sweatshirt and matching heavy weight leggings. They were a tighter fit than sweatpants but weren’t a form fit enough to hug her curves. She had on a black vest and completed the outfit white socks and white Converse sneakers. She looked cute and comfy and it made me wonder what she was wearing underneath.

It was the usual steps at the stop. Stop, break, open the door, wave good morning, everyone boards and sits, wave goodbye, tell everyone to have a good one, close the door, release the break, shift to drive and depart. Mandy didn’t say much, she was busy in neighborhood gossip.

After all the route was lined up and students delivered, it was my layover.

I sent her a text, “I saw you were busy chatting with Mrs. Shield and I didn’t want to interrupt.”

“Are we still on for our 9:15 gym time as usual?” I asked.

She sent back, “Sorry, I didn’t mean to ignore you. She asked a question about something just before you arrived. Yes, gym today. It’s an upper body day. My legs need a break!”

I replied, “I’m thinking of no cookies today, I’ve had enough for the week!”

She replied, “LOL! Me too! But, who knows!”

“Well I need to get going. See you in a bit.” I sent.

“Sounds good!” she replied.

I finished the rest of my route and headed for the gym. I saw Amanda’s Cadillac when I got to the parking lot at the gym and there was an open spot next to hers so I parked next to her. She saw me pull in and we got out of our cars at the same time. I grabbed my gym bag and to my surprise Amanda had one too. She was wearing the same outfit she had on earlier that morning.

“I figured I would change at the gym today.” she said as I walked around to the front of her car to meet up with me.

We walked in together, I held the door for her, we checked in, and walked to the locker rooms to get changed.

I was ready before Mandy. I was filling my water bottle when she exited the locker room. She had on bright pink Alphalete Leggings that were cropped at her ankles. She paired it with a black Alphalete T-shirt, light pink low cut socks, and a pair of pink Nike sneakers. She looked as good as ever. Perhaps it was her choice of bra (which style and the color of it are unknown), the t-shirt style and fit, or a bit of both that made her breasts look amazing too! What threw me for a loop was the change of color socks from this morning.

As we worked out together I could see she had a visible panty line and from what I could tell she was wearing a Ümraniye Escort triangle type of thong. I like catching a glimpse of a visible panty line or whale tail as much as I like knowing the not being able to see a panty line and reason why she may not have a visible panty line.

I asked myself a few questions, “What matched what? What matched when? Did she have on all white earlier? Is everything now pink? Had she changed anything besides the socks? If yes, then what? What if nothing ever matched at all?”

It seemed Mandy turned a lot of heads at our visit. Perhaps it was her bright pink leggings and shoes that caught everyone’s attention. On the other hand maybe they were staring at me and wondering what guy like was doing working out with a woman clearly out of his league.

We finished up our workout and then started to head for locker room.

I told Amanda, “I’m going to shower real quick and I may take a few more minutes than usual.”

She said, “That’s not a bad idea. I have my shower stuff too so, I might as well shower. See you in about 15 minutes?”

“Sure!” I replied

“Okay see you back in 15!” she replied

I took my shower, dried off, got dressed, and headed out to wait for my gym Buddy. She emerged a moment later wearing the outfit she entered in, which if you recall was the bus stop outfit, and she smelled like fresh baked cookies!

My thoughts in my head were, “So, she’s back to the other outfit. Why does she insist on trying to confuse me? Did she swap everything? Swap out some things? If so, I still want to know what matched and when?”

“Are we headed for coffee?” she asked.

“Yes, why not!” I replied.

My thoughts moved to, “John here’s your chance. Pay attention to her ass and movements. Try to figure out if her panty line is different from the gym.”

“Ok, head to our usual one. I’ll meet you there.” she said as we were walking to our cars.

We each got in our own suv and I let Amanda lead the way. We got to Starbucks but she parked farther away. I parked next to her. It was in a more secluded spot. I got out and she followed.

“My treat today,” I said

“Okay, that’s so sweet. I’d like that!” she said.

We walked to the entrance. I walked a step or two behind her to continue my investigation. I also held the door for her too. I thought I caught a glimpse of a panty line but I wasn’t sure. We got our coffees and went to an open table to chat. As she sat down I could then see for sure that she seemed to have a line going mid butt cheek more where a high cut bikini line as it had a sharp angle crossing her ass. It for sure wasn’t a thong.

“So was her bikini white?” I thought.

“It’s getting crowded and noisy in here today.” she said.

I nodded to let her know I agreed.

“Let’s go sit in my car,” she suggested.

“Okay, that sounds good to me,” I said.

We walked out to her SUV.

She went to get into the driver seat. I stopped her. “Get in the back!” I instructed.

She did just that. I got in on the other side.

“Put your coffee in the front cup holder,” I told her.

“What are you doing?” she asked

“Did İstanbul Escort you honestly think that you smelling like cookies would not want me to have a snack?” I asked.

“Well, actually NO. It’s why I opted to park in a more secluded spot than normal.” she answered.

“Besides, I have a fantasy to have a rendezvous in a car in a public area.” I said.

“Oh my Gosh! Me too!” she replied.

We both got into the back seat. Good thing the windows were tinted dark enough so you couldn’t see anything. We started to strip off our pants as we kissed. We each just took out one leg.

I quickly got the answer to my question of the visible panty line and color.

They did match her socks my

They were in fact white and were a mostly basic Calvin Klein wider top elastic. As simple as they were, they were still cute.

“Well I guess you can start the ‘What’s under Amanda’s Clothes Today’ photo on Monday considering I’ve seen them in person,” I said.

She laughed.

“I guess so,” she said.

We sat and got each other ready which didn’t take long. Amanda then laid down and spread her legs apart. I got on top of her and slid right in. It was a bit awkward in the back seat of her SUV but we made it work.

As much as I wanted to pound her hard we didn’t want to let people see the car rocking so we went nice and slow. Which oddly enough was just as gratifying. It seemed as much as we each enjoyed rough hard sex we also enjoyed slow passionate love.

We switched positions and I sat in the seat and she squatted over me and went for a ride like she was on a horse again.

That certainly hit the spot for me and even her too.

“Holy Shit! I’m going to cum!” she announced.

“Me too!” I replied.

“Fuck me! Come on John, Fuck me that’s it! Yeah, right there, OH! OH! OH! FUUUUCCCKKK!” she screamed in a whisper.

With that I let myself unload in her lovely box while she gushed. We both came so hard we shook, had after shutters, were completely out of breath, and just sat hugging each other. We didn’t say a word to each other. We both just enjoyed the moment as we both came down from our orgasmic high.

“That was amazing, Amanda!” I said.

“I know, I thought so too” she said. “Do you think anyone saw or heard us?” she asked.

“We’ll, it’s a good thing the windshield faces the building and the rear glass is so tinted. I didn’t see anyone walk in front, so I think we’re good,” I answered.

We each got redressed and got out of her SUV. I started to walk to my car.

“Wait, don’t forget your coffee!” she yelled.

I turned around to grab it. She walked up, handed me my coffee, and opened her arms wanting a hug. I reached around and gave her a hug and leaned in for a kiss. We kissed.

She said, “Thanks for the cookie batter!” While she squeezed my package.

“You’re welcome,” I replied.

As I was driving back to work I received a text alert. I didn’t check it because I was driving. When I got to work before getting out of the car I checked it. It was a text from Amanda with photos.

“I’m full of surprises!” was the text.

Attached were photos. One was her hot Anadolu Yakası Escort pink socks and her pants and a bra that matched. She didn’t have her shoes on. Another one was her bending over to show her visible panty line. A third photo showed her pulling down the waistband of her pants to about the middle of her ass to show her matching thong. The fourth and final photo was of her in just just the socks, panties, and bra. I also noticed she had put her sneakers on for the last photo.

“Nice photos! I guess you are full of surprises!” I replied back.

I then added, “I especially like last one where you also have your sneakers on!”

“Why’s that? Do you have a fetish or something?” she asked.

“I plead the Fifth!” I answered.

Oh really! I’ll need to keep that in mind!” was her reply.

“Well I need to get to work. See you at the bus stop, bye!” I texted her.

“Drive safe! See you soon!” she replied.

It was so weird to see the Marcel’s again. After all, I had fucked thier mother three days in a row now.

I got to their stop, everyone was waiting but Amanda. I then saw her running down the driveway. Her outfit was the same as this morning.

“Maybe she was caught up in a meeting or something and lost track of time,” I thought to myself.

Everyone disembarked and I told all of them to have a wonderful weekend.

Amanda gave me a wave goodbye like normal. There was something off though and I didn’t know what it was.

I got back and parked. Finished up what I needed and walked to my car as my phone turned back on. I sat in my car. As I was reviewing emails I got a text from Amanda again. By now it seemed as if she knew my schedule and when I would have my phone nearby.

“Surprise!” with a smiley face emoji was the message.

I then got more photos. The first was of her in the outfit she chose for the day. It was taken on her porch with the school bus practically at the stop.

The second photo was of her feet and shoes, no socks. The third was her with her powder blue leggings being pulled away at her hip. It was hard to see for sure but the bus was off in the far distance and taken from the door. This time her Calvin Klein Panties seemed missing.

“Interesting,” I thought as I clicked on the fourth photo.

It showed her pants at her ankles, panties still inside, and her socks still on.

“This is getting exciting!” I thought.

The fifth photo reaffirmed any suspicions when I opened it. It was her panties laid in a way to show a crusty part strategically places at her bare feet, and her leggings clearly back on.

“Did you get all five photos?” she texted.

“Yes,” I replied.

She then texted “I have to tell you, I tried to keep them on all day. I couldn’t do it. All of the cookie batter leaked out of the oven and dried. It was scratching me and very uncomfortable. Before that my panties kept sticking to my lips! So, that’s two surprises for you and a total of three what’s under my clothes today views in a single day!”

“Thanks!” I replied.

“You’re welcome!” she texted back.

I sent her, “Have a great weekend!”

“You too!” she replied.

Goodness that was getting way too deep. I loved it! Considering Amanda’s ideas and surprises she was too! I looked forward to Monday.

I see a lot more cookies in my future. How much “cookie batter” could Amanda and I dish out? How many trays of cookies can fit in the oven?

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