My wife Megan and I went out with 2 other couple friends on a Saturday night to the local restaurant and bar where we generally hang out. Before leaving, Megan drained a couple rum and diet cokes, so she already had a buzz going.
We met up with our friends Renee and her husband Tony, as well as Kate and her husband Chris. The three girls all grew up together and Renee and Megan went to college and were roommates in an off campus house right nearby the campus bar for their junior and senior years.
We all greeted each other warmly, Renee was already drunk, and Kate was on her way. Tony, Chris, and I knew the drill. The girls would get drunk, we'd take it easy, drive home and hopefully get lucky that night.
The girls were laughing and having fun, telling stories, while us guys were focused on a college football game on TV and catching upon what we've had going on.
The laughter grew louder as the girls grew drunker. When they do go out they generally attract male attention because they get raucous and they're also all attractive.
Renee is beautiful, tall and lean, 5'9" with a small chest and a runners physique honed from the 30 miles a week she ran. Kate had had a kid, and could drop about 15. However, a pretty face and large breasts that she always likes to show off with low cut tops on her 5'2" frame made up for her shortcomings. My Megan is the best looking of the 3, gorgeous, and about 5'7" 130 lbs with perfect C cup boobs and nicely toned. She is no stranger to the gym.
All of a sudden a drunken and laughing Renee yells out to Megan, "YOU DID NOT DO THAT! I FORGOT ABOUT HIM!." Apparently, in her unsteady state, she forgot that the 3 husbands were there. We all looked over at the commotion where a sheepish Megan shrugged her shoulders and gently nodded her head yes.
I decided to let it go and find out what that was about later when we got home. I was aware that Megan wasn't a virgin when we meant, but she'd never gone into much detail about it. She'd had a few serious boyfriends before we met, but they were after college. Frankly, it never bothered me, because I wasn't exactly a saint growing up, so that was well in the past. Considering both of us were 33, and have been married 4 years, those days were in the rear view mirror.
We all left at the same time and the girls were all very drunk. As we drove home Megan reached over and started rubbing my cock as I drove. I leaned over and kissed her at a stop light and drove the rest of the 10 minute ride without issue.
As I pulled in the driveway and into the garage, she leaned over and started making out with me. I ran my hands down from Megan's cheek, to her shoulders, and started rubbing her perfect breasts. In the garage, she started unbuttoning my shirt, then loosening my belt to unleash my throbbing penis. I pulled her sweater over her head, and unhooked her bra, releasing her soft large boobs. I leaned down and started sucking her tits, knowing how much this turns her on. Megan groaned, reached over and began pumping my erect 8 inch dick.
As Megan did this, she started talking dirty, "I love this big cock."
I got myself completely undressed in the car, and then got Megan undressed. I began fingering her sopping wet pussy. She asked me out of the blue, "Have you ever had car sex with anyone else?"
Downplaying my car sex experience, I said, "Yeah, back when I was in high school a few times. How about you?"
Megan responded, "I wasn't a stranger to a back seat."
Based on the outburst from earlier, I decided to take things up a notch, "Did you get fucked good in the car?"
Megan said, "Is that what you want?"