A few months after Sue passed her driving test we were married. Two young people free from the constraints of living with our parents, renting our first flat and working hard to keep our heads above water.
Sue had managed to find a well paid job which, unfortunately, required her to drive 25 miles each way daily. There was nothing for it but to buy her a little car for work, which we managed to do with a loan from her parents. But it didn't stop there, the insurance on the car for a 20 year old with no driving history would cost us nearly as much as the car.
We talked to our insurance broker who said that he could get Sue a much cheaper deal if she were to pass the advanced driver course but of course the extra lessons would cost money too.
Back at home we discussed the predicament and it was then Sue told me that her old driving instructor had said that if she ever wanted extra tuition he'd be happy to teach her on the basis that she'd go for a drink with him after each lesson.
I think we both knew what was implied as this was the same instructor who'd had his hands all over her cunt on the last lesson she had before passing her driving test.
We talked about it late into the evening and what it would entail. As the discussion progressed we started playing with each other and the thought of Sue surrendering her cunt again to this dirty old sod who was old enough to be her father was the catalyst for a great nights fucking.
In the morning we were both a bit more concerned about what we were intending to do and agreed to talk some more that evening.
After tea we settled down to chat and again the thought of Sue using her cunt to pay for driving lessons proved to be a big turn-on for us both. The upshot was that Sue would ring Graham in the morning and ask him to collect her from home the following Wednesday for her first lesson.
Next day the first lesson was booked and Graham was to pick Sue up from home at 6 30pm on the following Wednesday evening. When she'd asked him about the possibility of further lessons, "As we discussed" was the way Graham chose to make sure Sue understood the deal.
All day on the fateful Wednesday we were both on tenterhooks knowing what was probably going to happen that evening.
Sue arrived home as normal, around 5 30pm and started to get ready for her first advanced driving lesson with Graham. By 6 15pm she was sat in the lounge in a respectable length wrap-over skirt and white blouse which made a lie of the slut she was dressed as underneath. Underneath that prim and proper skirt she had on dark brown stockings held up by black suspenders and a tiny black thong which disappeared up the crack of her lovely young arse only to reappear at the front to hold her trimmed and moist young fanny.
I'd had her parade around the room for me holding up her skirt and she looked absolutely wonderful. I was acutely jealous that Graham would probably have his hands all over her legs, cunt and arse in the course of that evening.
The driving school car pulled up outside of the house and I watched as Sue walked over to the passenger side of the car and carefully backed her lovely young arse into the passenger seat. With that the car drew away and the knots in my stomach started to tighten as I thought of my young bride at the mercy of this randy old sod of a driving instructor.
It seemed like an eternity, but probably just over two hours, before I looked out of the window and saw the driving school car draw up and Sue climb from the passenger seat, giggling and showing some stocking top in the process.
As soon as Sue entered the flat I wanted to know all the details of the past two hours, minute by minute. Sue said that they'd driven to the centre of town when Graham asked her to take over the driving under his instruction. He'd stayed very professional during the hour of her lesson, chatting only briefly about how unhappy he was at home and how his wife wasn't at all interested in sex these days. She said the furthest he'd gone in touching her was just to pat her thigh gently over her skirt as she drove along.