Note: I suggest you read the earlier installments of this story before reading this part.
Carla and Andy followed Sarah back to our table after a suspiciously long time in the bathroom. As Sarah approached, I looked at her and cocked an eyebrow inquiringly. She just smiled back at me and mouthed "later." I suspected something had gone on in there, but knew enough not to push her to find out what it was. Just as they got back our main courses arrived and we proceeded to eat them. Neither Carla nor Andy gave me a clue as to what had transpired, and everybody carried on with the meal as if nothing had happened. I participated in the conversation and hoped that Sarah would fill me in later.
Having had enough wine already, we all switched to soft drinks as we finished dinner and had a delicious dessert. The four of us were flirting with each other, laughing, and having a great time. We had gotten quite friendly with Carla and Andy which, given the circumstances of all that had occurred since they had arrived a little more than 24 hours earlier, was not very surprising. Sarah's a very physical woman, and a number of times I saw her put her hand on Carla or on Andy. A couple of times she even reached across Carla's lap to squeeze my thigh as she laughed in response to something I said.
After splitting the bill, we headed back to our car. As I walked next to Sarah, with Carla and Andy a few steps behind, I quietly asked her what had gone on in the restaurant. She again gave me the same smile as earlier, and said in an equally low voice, "Don't you worry, love, I'll tell you later." With that, she patted me on the ass and continued walking toward the car.
As I got in, Andy started to get into the back seat behind me, and Sarah said to him, "Why don't you go ahead and sit up front with Bob, Andy. Your taller than I am so you'll have more leg room and be more comfortable." Andy said, "Thanks," and got in next to me. Sarah got in behind the driver's seat, next to Carla.
"Bob," Sarah said, "let's show our guests around the town a little bit. They've never been here before, so maybe they'd like to see some of the sights."
I turned around and gave her a quizzical look. By this time it was quite dark and I wasn't quite sure what she expected them to see. "Um, honey," I said, "what did you want to show them in the dark?"
She responded, "Oh, there are certainly some sights. We can drive them around downtown so they can see Main Street, and we can show them the lake from the other side – the moonlight on the lake will be beautiful tonight."
I simply replied, "Okay, whatever," and drove off. We continued our conversation, mostly more gossip about people we knew in common. After a bit of this Andy and I shifted to talking about sports; we're both big baseball fans, but of other teams. Sarah and Carla continued talking in the back; I wasn't really following their conversation, but they were both laughing quite a bit. As I glanced in the rear view mirror, I could see they were sitting right next to each other, thigh to thigh. Sarah had her right hand resting lightly on Carla's left thigh, having inched her dress up quite a bit above her knees.
I drove them around the downtown area, pointing out some of the cute shops and restaurants that dotted Main Street. Sarah and Carla were quiet at this point, both of them looking out the window, as was Andy. At the end of Main Street, I headed north toward the opposite side of the lake from our house. Andy and I resumed our conversation, debating whose team had the best chance of making the playoffs this year.
As we approached the lake, I again glanced in the rear view mirror and was greeted with quite a sight that I could just make out in the moonlight. The top two buttons of Carla's blouse were undone, exposing the top of her large breasts and a lacy red bra. Carla's head was thrown back on the backseat headrest, her eyes were closed, her lips were slightly parted and her legs were even more so. My wife's right hand was gently stroking Carla's breast while her left hand had disappeared underneath Carla's skirt. From the motion of her arm, it was quite evident what she was doing, which was mirroring on Carla's pussy what her right hand was doing to Carla's breast. Unbeknownst to me, Carla wasn't wearing any panties, because they were on her husband next to me!
I elbowed Andy and jerked my thumb toward the backseat. He swiveled his head around to catch a view of what the women were doing back there. He looked over at me for a second with a big grin on his face, and then turned back to watch the show. I felt left out, having to drive, so I cleared my throat and inquired, "Enjoying the ride, ladies?"
Sarah chuckled and replied, "Oh yes, Bob, you're being a wonderful chauffeur," and Carla simply said, "Ummmmmm." Just ahead of us was a small parking area near a private beach on the lake. I decided with all the distraction it was probably best that I pull in there before I got us in an accident. There was nobody else parked there, which was not surprising given that it was a private beach for a handful of houses on that section of the lake and it was quite a bit after sunset.
I turned the car off, but left the radio on and swiveled around to join Andy in watching the show in the backseat. The lights from the dashboard and the full moon reflected in the lake provided enough light to be able to see what was going on. By this time, Sarah had undone another button on Carla's blouse, and had unfastened the front clasp of her bra, freeing her breasts. She was now pulling and squeezing one of her nipples, while her other hand was working more furiously on her pussy. Carla's mouth was now open, her tongue hanging out, and deep moans were coming out of her throat. The smell of sex was ripe in the car, and my mind quickly flashed to whether Carla's leaking pussy was going to stain my leather seats right through her dress. But I was quickly brought back to the action at hand as I heard Carla's breathing and moans getting faster, and she started saying, "Yes, yes, yes, that's it, keep going."
And then Sarah stopped. She continued to tweak Carla's nipple, but she pulled her hand out from Carla's dress, much to her dismay. Carla's eyes shot open, and she looked over at Sarah and snarled, "You are SUCH a shit. I can't believe you did that to me again – I was so fucking close to cumming, you can't imagine."
Sarah just laughed and replied, "Oh yes, my pet, I certainly can imagine, and that's exactly why I stopped." She let go of Carla's nipple as Carla sneered back at her, "Tease!"
Andy laughed, and Carla gave him a dirty look. "So you think it's funny, huh? How would you like it?"
I looked at her and said, "Again?" But before she could answer, Sarah said, "Better be careful, boys, or you don't know what I might do. I'll deal with you two later," and she gave us a wink. She turned back to Carla and said, "Come here, sweetie," opening up her arms for her. Carla gave her a dirty look for a second, but then she leaned over and put her head on Sarah's chest, as Sarah wrapped her right arm around her. I looked at Andy to see if he knew what was going on, but he just shrugged his shoulders.
"I know you're frustrated, but I thought it might be fun to get you a little more aroused."
"Fun?" Carla replied, looking up at her. "Only fun if I can finally get satisfied."
Sarah laughed again and said, "Not to worry, I'll take care of you in due time. For now, why don't you pay a little attention to me. Sit up for a sec." Carla lifted her head and sat upright. As she did, Sarah lifted her ass off the seat, and hiked up her dress to her waist. There wasn't enough light to see, but I knew my wife well enough to know that her panties would be quite soaked.
Sarah said to Carla, "Go ahead, my pet, have a taste." Carla didn't hesitate, scooting her ass to the other side of the back seat so she could lean down and get her face in Sarah's pussy. Andy and I were mesmerized, both of us watching the wonderful show as his wife began running her tongue up and down my wife's panty-covered slit. Sarah was leaning back against the seat, and she had lifted one of her tits out of her bra, and was rolling the nipple between her fingers. She smiled at Andy and me. I knew the exhibitionist in her was enjoying putting on a show almost as much as she was enjoying Carla's tongue on her pussy.
After a few minutes of this, Sarah said, "Take my panties off sweetie." Carla started to lift her head, but before she got very far, Sarah said, "Wait – don't move. I want you to use your teeth." With that, she lifted her ass off the seat again, and Carla bowed her head back down. She somehow managed to get Sarah's panties between her teeth, and working them back and forth down Sarah's legs, got them to her ankles. Sarah lifted each foot in sequence, and Carla freed the panties and dropped them from her teeth onto the seat.
"Ah, much better, now come back here pet and finish what you started." Carla's head went back to Sarah's bald pussy, and she continued working her tongue up and down the slit and around her lips. Even in the dimly-lit car, I could now see the wetness leaking out of Sarah and onto her dress. The moon provided just enough light to see the sheen of her pussy juice on Carla's cheeks.
Sarah's chest was rising as her breath came faster and faster. But then she said, "Hold on, sweetie," and Carla lifted her head. Sarah sat up and turned around, putting her ass toward Carla and her crossed arms and head on the headrest in the back seat. She reached back, and flipped the bottom of her red dress up and over her waist, exposing her round ass to our new friend. "Okay, get back to work now." Carla leaned back down again, and began licking all over Sarah's ass cheeks.
By this time, I was obviously hard as a rock, and I snuck a glance over at Andy and could see that his khakis were tenting also. It was everything I could do not to unzip my pants, pull out my cock and start stroking it in response to the show being put on in the back seat. As I turned back to look, Carla was now running her tongue up and down Sarah's crack from the top, all the way down and just poking between her pussy lips. The combination of Carla's saliva and Sarah's pussy juice was glistening in the moonlight.
Soft sighs were coming out of Sarah as Carla continued her licking. I knew that this was one of Sarah's favorite activities, having somebody licking her ass all over. The combination of the Domme in her and the warm, wet sensation of a tongue on her ass was something she couldn't resist. As Carla continued to run her tongue up and down Sarah's crack, she was pausing longer and longer at Sarah's cute little rosebud. She eventually began just concentrating there, running her tongue in a circle, rimming her just the way I knew she liked it.
Sarah said quietly, "Use your fingers in my pussy, sweetie." Carla quickly complied, taking two fingers and beginning to ram them in and out of Sarah's pussy as her tongue began to push more insistently into Sarah's pucker. Sarah began rocking her ass back into Carla's face, forcing her tongue deep into her asshole. I knew she was close, and with only a few more thrusts of Carla's fingers in harmony with her tongue, a crashing orgasm overtook Sarah with a loud "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh." Carla slowed her fingers, gently easing them out of Sarah's pussy and pulled her head back from Sarah's now very wet ass.
Sarah turned around, leaning back against the seat. She put her bare legs up over Carla's across the seat. "That was just wonderful, pet, you're such a good ass licker!" Carla just smiled sheepishly, and said, "Thanks, Sarah. I enjoyed it too." Sarah motioned to Carla to turn around and lean back against her. Carla quickly complied, resting the back of her head and upper body against Sarah. Sarah wrapped her left hand around Carla, resting it comfortably on Carla's tit.
"What do you say, Bob – time to head home?" I replied, "Uh, yeah!" and turned the key to start the engine. We pulled out of the parking lot, and began the ride back around the lake to our house. When we arrived, we all piled out of the car, the women both pulling their skirts down but not bothering to put the top parts of their bodies back into their clothing. As we walked in, Sarah said, "Hey, who's ready for the hot tub?" We all replied in the affirmative, and given what had gone on, we all just shed our clothes right there in the living room. As I looked over at Andy, I was shocked to see that underneath his pants he had on a pair of light blue lace panties. I looked at him and began to say, "What the hell?" but before I could get all the words out I figured out what had happened. He just grinned, rolled them down his hairy legs, and threw them on top of his pants.
