Eighteen months has passed since Cooper and his wife Megan have had a weekend alone. They live in rural Texas and have no family or close friends that can babysit. Sex has been reduced to semi-monthly, barely undressed, under-the-covers, spooning to muted orgasms. Neither are satisfied and both need this weekend bad.
Cooper's father flew in to babysit for the weekend. Cooper and Megan were waiting on the doorstep with their bags already loaded in the backseat of their car. The kids ran around and attacked grandpa's ankles. He counterattacks with tickles and kisses as the mass of entangled humans stumbles its way into the house.
"Thank you" Cooper says to his father with a quick hug as he and Megan escape to the car and close the doors.
A strong strawberry daquiri odor pours out of the tumbler as Megan drinks it to cool off in the passenger seat. He looks at her and smiles. Ten minutes later they're cruising down the highway towards the beach. With her daquiri settling in, relaxing her muscles and slurring her speech a little, she removes her flip flops... and bra.
"Don't stop there" he challenges her. She smiles.
"We're coming through town." she states.
"And?" He unzips his shorts, exposing his manhood to his wife and the hot summer breeze.
"Ok. Ok. Hands on the wheel mister." she giggles.
Not to be outdone, she slides her jean shorts and panties to her ankles, giving her mound a quick, familiar light touch.
The leather seats and hot summer air against her bare ass and pussy feels amazing. He notices her nipples getting hard under her last remaining piece of cotton, a loose white tank top. They don't touch each other but steal hungry glances as they begin to lightly touch themselves and continue down the road.
Then Megan really surprised him. Still reclined from stripping her shorts off, she pulls her leg down from the dashboard and opens the glovebox with her painted toe. Her vibrator slides out and her foot stops it from falling to the floor. She sits up, grabs it eagerly, activates it. Her whole body trembles in pleasure as it presses against her pussy. She turns the radio up to mask her increasing moans. Her back arches and her left hand slides over the center console searching blindly for Cooper's cock. She grabs it hard, squeezes hard. He watches some pre-cum drip over her knuckles. She jerks a little in rhythm with her right hand which is vibrating her clit.
"Guess you don't care about being in town now, huh?" Cooper says teasingly.
With eyes closed and in between heavy breaths, she manages to say "Fuck town... Fuck rules... Fuck me... This feels soooo good."
She squirms around in her leather seat.
"I'm so wet I'm sticking to your seat, babe."
"I'm not complaining" Cooper responds as she continues her slow hand job.
He navigates through town, wondering if anyone would notice but all activity is pretty low in the car. They pull to the edge of town where the community college is and stop at a light.
College kids walk right in front of them on their way to class.
"Poor fuckers. They've got no idea there's a steaming hot nude woman pleasuring herself only a few feet away. Remember the self-absorbed days?" Cooper laughs.
"They're having fun. Remember OUR days in college?" she responds.
"College? I only remember sex. Lots of sex. There was education?" Cooper laughs.
"Ok. Come on. Pull in." Megan says.
"I'm sorry, what?" Cooper says.
"The Brits call it dogging. Let's show 'em how married sex can still be steaming hot" Megan says.
"It's noon babe. Not a good idea. Maybe even illegal?" Cooper responds.
The light turns green. They stare at each other. The smell of sex, sweat, lust and adventure filled the car.
"Fuck it" he declares as he spins the steering wheel and pulls on to the college campus. Megan takes her top off and flashes her 36C tits at a group of three young male students. She blows them kisses, pinches her nipples and presses her tits together creating huge cleavage for them to drool over. They holler and high five each other.
That'll give the poor guys something to jerk off to for tonight, Cooper thought. He appreciates Megan's generosity.
On campus a bit further near a courtyard, Cooper pulls under an row of large oak trees that line a sidewalk. The large oaks cast low, dark shade on the car and street. Unless you are already under the oaks for a while and your eyes have adjusted to the shade, you couldn't really see under them or sneak up on Cooper and Megan in their parking spot.
