Lisa and Steve made their way to the airport, excited that they were going to be meeting up with a friend they had been talking with online for the last few weeks. His layover was only an hour, but they figured that if they pushed it, this meant the three of them could spend about 30 minutes together. And they planned to use this time as best they could.
Steve was driving and couldn't help but be turned on at the moment. His wife, Lisa, was dressed to kill. She had on a tight black top, a black half-cup bra that lewdly exposed her tits, and matching crotchless panties under a tight mini skirt. To say that she was dressed for the occasion was a slight understatement.
Steve pulled up and they both started looking for Mike outside his supposed gate. They hadn't met before, but had been trading pictures back and forth, so they knew what he looked like. Suddenly, Lisa opened the door and hurriedly got out. She smiled as she ran towards their friend, throwing her arms around him, and giving him a passionate kiss. Steve watched still from the car, his erection dying to get out of his pants.
"So good to meet you!" Lisa said as they broke their kiss.
"Likewise." Mike said, beaming back. "You look fantastic – better than your pictures!"
Lisa blushed. "That's our car." Lisa said, motioning to Steve still sitting in the driver's seat. "Let's go!"
Mike and Lisa made their way back, Mike putting his luggage in the trunk before the two of them getting in the back seat together. Mike reached forward and shook Steve's hand.
"Good to meet you Mike." Steve said, shaking his hand firmly.
"Same here…feel like I already know you guys pretty well" Mike said, smiling at the both of them.
"I have a surprise for you." Lisa said, a sexy smile forming on her face.
"Yeah?" replied Mike. "And what would that be?"
"You'll have to find out for yourself…but I'll tell you that it's under my skirt." She said.
Mike smiled at Lisa, and then looked at Steve who was pulling away from the terminal and entering a parking garage. Steve made eye contact through the rear view mirror and nodded his approval.
Mike reached over and rubbed his hand up and down Lisa's exposed thigh. She slid his hand under her dress and immediately felt her crotchless panties doing little to conceal her dripping wet pussy.
"God damn!" Mike said, his fingers gently slipping between Lisa's wet pussy lips. "You're soaking wet!"
Lisa just smiled. "Well, couldn't help thinking about what we're about to do on the ride here."
Mike looked back up towards the front seat and saw Steve's eyes focused on the rear view mirror. He had tilted it down and Mike was sure that it was focused on his fingers pumping in and out of Lisa.
"I'm not really sure how to start all this…I think this will be the first time I actually play with anyone during a layover." Mike said, smiling and continuing to work his fingers in and out of Lisa. She was now leaning back, her eyes closed as she enjoyed Mike's talented fingers working her over.