Susie and I continued to see each other, though our meetings were sporadic, as she was busy running the dealership, and of course, she had to work our time together around her husband. She would come by when she was heading to my area or beyond, and we'd get together for what was usually a mid day rendezvous. Most of the time, I'd fuck her with a condom, since she still had an active sex life at home, but occasionally she'd let me come inside her if her husband was out of town, or she was going to be gone overnight. She especially liked taking me bareback, feeling my come shoot into her pussy so she could feel it inside her for as long as it lasted. Once in a very rare while, she'd be able to spend the night, times that were magic for us. I was somewhat surprised by her continued interest. Perhaps she liked the idea of having someone different on occasion; perhaps she just liked me. I wasn't going to question it.
Not long after our initial time together, we discovered we had a common preference. We loved to play in the car. I don't know if Susie got into the dealership as a way to have sex in a car pretty much at will, or if it was just a happy fringe benefit of owning a dealership. However it came to be, I wasn't going to question that either. There is something naughty about screwing in a car, perhaps a mix of temporarily reclaimed youth and the risk of discovery, along with the dash of spontaneity such encounters offer. Whatever the psychology, it was just a lot of fun.
One day, Susie sent me a text. "Wanna go for a ride??"
I knew what that meant. "Absolutely," I replied. "I'll be waiting."
"See you in 30," Susie sent back. I was waiting in shorts and a t shirt when she arrived a half hour later in a new Cruze.
"Just got this in, wanted to check it out," she said.
I looked at the car. It was small, at least to my 1970's mind. Now these are considered mid size. Being 6 foot and around 250 didn't help matters. "Remember when cars had a back seat like a living room??" I pondered.
Susie laughed. "I know. My senior year in high school, my boyfriend had a 1966 Impala. You could raise a family in the back seat. I know we spent a lot of time trying to start one in there," she said, giving me a knowing look. "Now I wonder how kids make out in the car at all, the back seats are all so small, and the front is all bucket seats with a console."
"Yeah, I know," I said, reminiscing. "My first car was a 1967 Dodge Dart. Not the flashiest car, but beggars can't be choosers. I got it as a hand me down when my grandparents got a new car. It got me where I wanted to go and got surprisingly good gas mileage for a car built when gas was 24 cents a gallon and nobody cared about MPG. For its time, it was not a big car, but you could play in it, front and back, since it had bench seats."
Susie smiled, agreeing. "Well, now you know why I have a Tahoe or a pick up most of the time. Let's see how we do in this thing. We may just have to get creative," she said, giving me a wink. She tossed me the keys. "Here, you drive."
We got in and took off down the two lane state highway at the end of my road. Susie was wearing pedal pusher jeans and a t-shirt from one of the local colleges, typical for most of our jaunts. No sooner than we had turned onto the state road, she reached around under the back of her shirt, pushing it up to grab her bra strap. She pulled her bra down, unhooking it. She then slid the strap off her left shoulder and down her sleeve and worked it over her elbow. She then repeated the process with the right strap, finally pushing her t shirt up to pull the cups from her tits. She smiled at me as she tossed her bra in the back and lifted her tits, airing them out. "Free at last," she said, smiling at me.
I smiled back. "For as many times as I've seen you do that, I still think it's one of the sexiest things to watch."
Susie smiled at me, reaching over toward my crotch, finding my erection on the rise. "So you do!!" she said, rubbing it gently through my shorts. I grew hard, and Susie leaned toward me, enjoying how my cock strained the fabric, the outline of the head showing prominently as she slowly stroked me. Now that she was a little closer, I reached over and pulled up her t shirt, giving her left tit a squeeze.
"Hey," said Susie, slightly surprised.
"One good thing about these smaller cars is it's easier for me to reach you."
"But can you reach all the way over??" asked Susie playfully, pulling up the right side of her shirt. I reached over, now squeezing her right breast, rolling the nipple between my index finger and thumb, making her squirm. Susie laughed, and intensified her attention to my dick, now hard as a post. She was having the desired effect, and soon a spot was growing about halfway down the leg of my shorts.
"Someone's getting ready to give me a big, sweet, wet, mess," Susie said, smiling, her tits bouncing as she played with my cock. I shifted so the head now poked out of the leg of my shorts, relieving some of the pressure for the moment, but showing that there was already a steady stream of precome leaking from the tip.
"Keep that up, and it will be very soon," I said to her. Susie gave me a couple more strokes, making it leak a little more, then sat up, her tits bouncing as we rode.
"Sorry to let go, but leaning over the console isn't as easy as it once was. Sometimes I need to sit up to take a breath."
"Yeah, I miss the old bench seats, too," I said. When Susie sat up, it gave me a chance to slow the proceedings, at least for me. I reached over, unbuttoning her jeans, and pulling the zipper down. I slid my right hand into her jeans, finding the top of her panties, slipping two fingers under the waistband. I played in her bush as she looked over at me with a smile. She took hold of my arm as I played, finally working my way down to the top of her slit, letting out a sigh as I traced along the opening with my middle finger. I felt her pussy respond and start to open as I played.
My attention to Susie's pussy, aside from arousing her, also distracted her enough that she now played with my cock a little less intently, though I was still building to a climax. I was starting to play with her clit when we came into a stretch of road with a lot more curvature than we'd been driving on, so I had to pull my finger out of her.