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Richie impatiently tapped the steering wheel with his eyes trained on the door to your kids' school.

He had decided to join you as you went to pick the kids up from school, something you had warned him against as you had both left much earlier than normal.

"I told you to stay home," you reminded him as you looked down at your phone, keeping yourself busy as you waited for the kids.

"I wanted to surprise them." Richie responded.

"I've been on the road for months, I want to surprise them at school."

"I get that, but you're terribly impatient, Rich. You should've stayed home where you'd at least have a way to keep yourself occupied." Richie sighed and laid his head back against the seat, tapping on the steering wheel again.

You rolled your eyes at him and resumed looking at your phone. A short amount of time had passed when a smirk passed on Richie's face. He looked over at you and put a hand on your thigh.

"I have an idea on how we could pass the time."You looked at him with wide eyes and swatted his hand away.

"We can't do that here! Richie, there's cars parked and parents around, not to mention the kids will probably be out any minute!"

"They won't see anything if you're giving me head." Richie had always been so forward with what he wanted sexually, that was nothing new to you, but even after all those years, you couldn't help but cross your legs to try and hide your arousal at him saying exactly what he wanted from you.

"Come on baby," he tried to convince you, his hand on your thigh again.

"No one will be able to see in, and the windows are up so no one will hear anything. I promise I'II keep a look out so if the kids come we can act like nothing happened before they get in." He cupped your face with one of his hands, pulling you to kiss him.

He moved his head to kiss your neck, immediately finding the spot that made you weak in the knees. You tried to suppress a moan but it was hard when Richie was sucking on your sweet spot, very obviously leaving marks that you'd have to explain to the kids later.

"Fine," you finally managed.

"But you're gonna owe me."

"I'll rock your world when it's just us again," Richie said, crushing his lips against yours.

You ran your hand down Richie's chest as you pulled away from the kiss, looking around to see if any of the other waiting parents were looking at you. Much like the two of you, everyone was minding their own business in their own cars.

Your hand reached Richie's jeans and you heard him let out a breath as you ran your hand over his already hard member.

As you undid his jeans, you kissed him on the neck, something that drove Richie wild. He basically yanked his pants down partially, pulling his boxers down just enough for himself to pop free of them.

You did one last check to make sure no one was looking before ducking your head down and immediately taking Richie in your mouth. He bucked his hips at the contact, letting out a low groan as his movements caused him to touch the back of your throat.

He placed one hand on top of your head to help guide your movements, starting your pacing slow. Although your mind was partially on the fear of getting caught, you couldn't help but feel a rush of excitement at what you two were doing.

You and Richie hadn't been very adventurous with your sex since your eldest child was born, then the birth of your second child mixed with Richie's stand up career taking off made it hard to be intimate at all.

You continued your slow pace, despite Richie's writhing and desperate attempts to speed you up.
You couldn't help but smile to yourself at how desperate he was becoming.

This dominant role wasn't one you were used to being in, and you were taking so much pleasure in being the one to make Richie beg for more.

"God, please don't tease me like this honey," he pleaded.

"You don't know how pent up l've been while I've been gone."

"I°d assume as pent up as l've been.," you said before taking him deep into your throat again, causing him to gasp again.

"You make it hard to keep a straight face baby," he said. You could hear a slight tremble of pleasure in his voice as he spoke.

"Fuck, you always knew how to make me feel so good." He took your face in his hands and held you still as he began to thrust his hips, picking up the agonizingly slow pace that you had been taking.

He hit the back of your throat, causing you to gag a little, but you knew that was something that Richie liked. You had to put a hand on his thigh to try and contain his thrusts as they started to shake the car.

You took back over with bobbing your head, at a quicker pace this time but not so quick as to physically move the car.

The sound of a school bell ringing caught both of your attention.

Richie muttered another, barley inaudible "Fuck" as you went back down on his length, taking him deep into your throat a few more times before you felt him twitch in your mouth. Near seconds later, he was filling your mouth with warm liquids.

Richie was still breathing heavily, trying to come back down from his high, when he breathed,

"Fuck, kids. (Y/N), kids incoming."

You quickly sat up, swallowing the warm liquids and taking a mouthful of the water bottle you had in the cupholder. Just as Richie was getting his pants zipped back up when the back doors to the car opened and your two children climbed in.

"Daddy!" they exclaimed together.

"When did you get home?" your youngest asked.
"Just a few hours ago," Richie responded.

His face was still flushed and he was still trying to catch his breath. "I came to surprise you guys!"

Your oldest, who was sat behind Richie, wrapped his arms around Richie and hugged him tightly.

"We missed you so much, dad!"

"I missed you guys too." Richie looked over at you, giving you a knowing look.

"We'll finish our conversation when we get home." You smirked and winked at him as he put the car in drive and you headed back to your house.

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