11 comments/ 215191 views/ 86 favorites The Backseat By: wilsonpick This is my second attempt at a story. Like any story I would write, this is based largely upon fact with maybe just a touch of embellishment. Sara and I are a married couple in our early thirties, this is the second marriage for both of us. We live in the Chicago area and both of us have busy careers that at times seem all consuming. When our marriage reached the four year mark it seemed as if we were just going through the motions with very little time for each other or our relationship. I'll admit the attention I paid to my wife had dropped way off over the last year or so. We had lived together for a couple of years before we married and now after six years together as a couple we were in a real funk. Our sex life had become sporadic at best, we never seemed to have time or interest in sex, was it our busy life style or was it something deeper? I still loved my wife but felt like I was missing something and just wanted more excitement in our life. It was obvious that we needed to do something to change things, if we kept on going the way we were our marriage was doomed. Sara probably felt the same although we didn't talk openly about it. Our sexual activity was so infrequent that I began to worry about her having an affair with one of her co-workers, no one in particular, but she worked with several guys her age who couldn't help but have some attraction to her. I was jealous thinking about this but kind of turned on at the same time. Like some people I read about I begin to think that maybe another person was something that would spice up our relationship. It seemed like every mens magazine I picked up or internet porn site I looked at talked about threesomes and group sex. This idea led me to think of ways to introduce another person or couple into our relationship, another woman would never fly with Sara she was too pocessive, so I considered either a couple or another man. I had thoughts about a co-worker of mine but discarded the idea and none of the couples we associated with seemed likely canidates. Checking the internet I found a swingers group that met in a city near where we lived. They met once a month in a motel where they reservered a block of rooms and sponsored a dance. It was a bring your own bottle pay at the door arrangement with the only requirement being that you notify them by phone or e-mail if you planned to attend. After a lot of coaxing I convinced my wife that we should give it a try, we really didn't have to participate in anything sexual and it might be just the thing to raise a weak libido. To make a long story shorter we went to the next scheduled dance which was held in a small ballroom of a rather nice hotel near the airport. Thirty or more couples of all ages attended, most seemed to be in their 40's and many of them seemed to be regular attendees. Over the course of the evening we meet several couples who were interesting but we didn't met a couple that we were both attracted too. Sara attracted a lot of attention being a new face and she was definately one of the more attractive women present. The women in this group had a lot of control they were the ones who made the choices on who to approach and how far things would be allowed to progress. Many of the women also wore revealing clothes, a lot of sheer and fishnet items which encouraged a certain amount of sexual play. Sara wasn't a prude about all this and joined in the activities to a degree. As the evening progressed she had her blouse un-buttoned and pulled out of her skirt, she had on a sexy lacy bra under her blouse and danced most of the evening with her blouse open. This wasn't a big deal in the scheme of things but was daring for her at the time. Sara ended up dancing with several men and I danced with a number of different women, we were both involved in some mild sex play, body rubbing, touching, etc. As the dance was breaking up two different couples invited us to attend a room party. Although the folks we meet were friendly and very interested in us as a couple we didn't meet a anyone that interested us enough to stay and possibly become sexually involved so we skipped the after hours room parties and headed home. The event was a real change of pace and erotic in a way plus it did get us talking about the subject of sex and our sex life in particular. Attending this dance accomplished getting the issue out in the open, it was no longer a taboo subject for us to talk about other couples or maybe another guy to spice things up between us. Sara seemed to perk up more at the thought of another man as opposed to another couple. I was OK with that provided it was in the open and it didn't get too involved. It became a turn on for both of us to bring up the subject of a threesome during bed time conversation. The idea was out there but no steps were taken to make it happen. A few weeks after attending this dance we left on a long scheduled vacation at a resort south of Cancun. Prior to leaving on this vacation we talked about doing different and sexy things while on vacation, the idea of a threesome of some sort was an unspoken part of the equation. Cancun seemed like the perfect place; warm climate, beaches, sexy revealing clothes, and surrounded by strangers. The resort turned out to be a first class place, excellent rooms steps from the beach and all the other amenities to make our stay enjoyable. It took us a day to relax and un-wind from the flight. By the second day we were in a groove. Sara had brought 3 new bikini's, all of which showed off her figure to the max. Sara is an attractive and slender 5'7 natural blond who wears her hair pulled back, she has firm medium sized tits and due to her fair compleion her nipples and areolas are pink, very light colored. Her pubic hair is also blond and almost transparent. She keeps her pubic hair trimed very short and although she isn't shaved smooth it has the same effect. By the third day of our vacation we had settled into a little bit of a routine, we were out on the beach around 10 o'clock and had lunch at a beachside cafe/bar around noon; after lunch a little more beach time then retire to the shade to read or maybe have an afternoon drink. Sara looked hot in her new bikini's and she attracted a lot of attention from the men on our section of the beach. There were a number of good looking women on the beach with their husbands or boy friends and more than one was sun bathing topless; but what caught my attention was a couple of women in wicked weasel bathing suits. For those that aren't familiar with the wicked weasel it's a micro bikini, just three small triangles of mostly transparent cloth. After seeing a couple of women on the beach in these suits I knew I just had to get Sara to wear one, she had the body for it and I would find it a real turn on to see other men react toward her. The big trick would be getting her to wear it on the beach or in public. That afternoon while Sara was in our room taking a break from the mid day sun I went to the hotel boutique and bought a white wicked weasel.The suit was essentially three small triangles of almost sheer material with thin ties that created a thong. Her ass cheeks would be exposed with a thin tie going up the crack of the ass. The three triangles of material could be slid apart to make the area of coverage slightly larger, or it could pushed together to make the coverage smaller. You could hold the whole suit in the palm of your clinched fist. When Sara came back to our lounge chairs after her mid day break that is exactly what I did, I dropped the suit in her hand and told her I had bought her a present. We had some fun with the suit holding it up to her body and joking around about its size. She promised she would try it on later. It was after 3 o'clock and I was bugging her to try on her wicked weasel suit, she finally agreed to put it on if I would rent a hotel beach cabana. These cabana's were set up along the beach and had an awning covering the top and awning sides that came up about waist high and were furnished with a couple of lounge chairs and a small side table. The cabana offered great shade and a little privacy as well. Her offer sounded like a good idea to me, so while she went to the room to change into her new wicked weasel I rented a cabana which was set up beside several others along the beach front. When the beach waiter came around I ordered a couple of rum drinks and settled back to wait for my wifes return. The drinks had just arrived when Sara appeared in her new wicked weasel suit. She had a sheer tropical print beach wrap around her waist that covered her lower body, the top of her suit was two small triangles of material that really didn't cover her tits and just barely covered her nipples. The pink of her areolas showed and her errect nipples were very prominent. Wow,this was super hot, I got semi hard just looking at my wife. She sat on one of the lounge chair's as I looked her over, this vacation was getting better by the minute. We leaned back on our lounge chairs and with our drinks in hand we talked and people watched, just taking in the scenery and settling into our new surroundings. In the cabana next to us there seemed to be a lively small party going on. The beach waiter was delivering drinks and a platter of snacks, lots of laughter and music. We finished our drink and I ordered a second round, Sara was becoming more relaxed. After the second drink arrived and the waiter had left she removed her beach wrap. Whoaaaaa. The bottom of her suit was also a small triangle of material that started well below her belly button with a narrow strip that went between her legs, it wasn't more that an inch or two wide. The texture of her short pubic hair and the lips of her pussy were faintly visible through the material. I couldn't help but wonder what the suit would look like once it got wet. My cock got harder at the sight and I was actually nervous at the thought of how much the suit revealed. Sara stretched out on her lounge chair and picked up her drink. While we were enjoying our rum drink one of the men from the cabana party next to us walked over and standing beside the awning side wall introducted himself. His name was Donald, and he told us that he and the two men with him had won an all expense paid vacation for being the top salespeople in their company. Their vacation ended tomorrow and this was their last hurrah before leaving in the morning. The three of them were headed into town later that night to a club since the resort we were staying at didn't attract much of a party crowd. While Donald was standing beside our cabana talking to us he was looking over the waist high awning at my wife who was stretched out on her lounge chair. She was a tasty looking sight laying there covered by three small triangles of almost transparent fabric. I found it exciting to sit there while a nice looking guy was voyeuring my wife. Donald was a tall good looking guy. He looked athletic and was well built, personable, and very friendly. I'm sure he was a terrific salesman. He asked us to stop by and join them. It took some real persuasion on my part to get Sara interested. I told her how good she looked, how we didn't know these guys and wouldn't see them again and any other things I could think of to persuade her to stop at their cabana for a drink. I let her know how exciting this would be for me, from the way I was acting I'm sure she could tell. The two rum drinks also played a role in loosening her up but in the end she finally agreed to stop by their cabana and meet the other two men. I agreed we wouldn't stay long, so we finished our drink and picked up our beach gear and walked over to their cabana. Sara had put her beach wrap around her waist and when we walked into their cabana all three of the guys eyes lit up, all focused on Sara with her cute little tits barely confined by her bathing suit. Their cabana was larger and had a table spread with snacks along with extra chairs. Everyone introduced themselves by first names, all three men were from the Dallas area and here for a five day vacation at the expense of their company. We exchanged small talk about them winning the sales trip and how their vacation had gone so far. The beach waiter showed up to take drink orders and I ordered another rum drink for both of us, one of the guys told him to bring doubles and save himself a trip. Four sets of eyes followed Sara as she circulated around the cabana with her drink in hand talking separately to each of three men. As I kept an eye on her I couldn't help but focus on her errect nipples that were fully visable through the bikini top and her full breasts that were exposed at the sides of this thin strip of material. Her suit wasn't totally radical or over the top as it might sound since there were several topless woman laying around on the beach and other women nearby wearing the same type of suit. Somehow the small triangles covering her tits were more sexy than being totally bare. She had the bra part of her suit pushed together which created a smaller triangle, her pink areolas were visable at the sides of the brief material that covered her tits. For my wife to be standing there talking to these men while her tits were on display was very erotic. She seemed not to be self conscious in the least. I wasn't sure if she appreciated the effect she was having on all of us. There was a lot of joking and laughter, these were the top sales guys in their company and it showed, all three were outgoing and personable, Donald especially. I noticed that he was paying a lot of attention to Sara and I could tell she was eating it up. Another round of drinks was ordered. We were all mellowed out by a combination of rum and the hot sun and the conversation was laced with a lot of sexual innuendo's when the conversation led to talk about my wife's bikini. They had all seen other wicked wiseals on the beach but she looked the best and had the best body to wear one as far as they were concerned, the compliments flowed. As I said these guys were real salesmen. Flattering to Sara, buy true. She was encouraged to model her bikini they wanted to see the rest of it and after a lot of encourgement and kidding she finally caved in. I again must confess I was encourging her as much as anyone. Sara took off the wrap that covered her from the waist down with her back facing the four of us. As she lowered the beach wrap her ass was exposed totally. There was nothing more than a thin string down the crack of her ass that disappeared between her legs. She turned to face the four of us and held the colorful wrap behind her body with both hands, as a sort of backdrop. WOW she looked more sexy than I could ever remember. The bottom of the suit was nothing more than a small white triangle that covered a narrow area between her legs, her shapely ass was totally exposed, the light blond hairs of her pussy were faintly visible through the thin material and the lips of her cunt were protruding in a distinctive outline, faint but obvious. I'm sure she wasn't completely aware of how exposed she was and how thin and revealing the suit was, nor was she aware of the effect she was having on the four men present, me among them. There was applause and compliments directed at my wife they told her to spin around and model the suit, I could tell she was actually excited by all of this attention, and she twilled around a few times striking poses. There was a good natured yet very sexual mood to this all of it directed toward my wife. This was all a little more than I had ever imagined, I wanted time to slow down and savor the moment. When she was through modeling she hung her beach wrap on the back of a chair. We all gathered around her in conversation as she stood there,with her drink in hand, my eyes couldn't leave her nipples which were hard and errect. Donald was sitting on the edge of one of the lounge chairs leaning back with his arms straight behind him, Sara stopped in front of him and started a conversation. These were fairly close quarters and he was eye level with belly button. I knew Donald was getting an eye full, Sara continued to have a very uninhibited attitude, she was standing with her pussy three feet from his face. We had been there an hour or so when someone proposed a last dip in the ocean and a final drink before the three of them headed into Cancun for a night on the town. One of the guys took off running toward the ocean and we all followed. After splashing around in the waves a bit we headed back to the cabana. Donald walked along with Sara and I toward the cabana. I didn't see the full result of her suit being wet until we were back at the cabana, and I was standing apart from her. Her suit was now almost totally transparent, her nipples were still errect and the bottom half of her bikini now left nothing to the imagination. Her pussy lips were slightly aroused, they were puffy and obvious under the sheer wet material. Her light pubic hair only served to highlite and frame her pussy. Again I don't think she knew how much she was exposed, walking beside her back to the cabana I wasn't aware either, but once I stepped away and looked at her she might as well have been naked. In my mind I debated letting her know so that she could cover up. I lost the debate, or won the debate with myself, depending on how you look at it, she stayed exposed in her wet suit as the four gathered around to share a final drink. As were finishing and getting ready to leave talk turned to their planned night on the town, one fellow had invited a woman he had met at the resort and the other two were set to try their luck at the club. They wanted us to go along, the night would be on them, or at least their company expense account; we said we would talk it over and let them know. The afternoons activities had been sexually charged, it was the most exciting and daring thing we had ever done period. Normally I would want to go back to our room and fuck our brains out, but I knew if we did that it would be all over, we would never get out of bed. I also wanted to see how far this could go. It was all I could do to avoid having sex with my wife when we got to the room she wanted to fuck as much as I did, she had been turned on by the afternoons activities as much as anyone. I wanted us to get ready and join our new friends for a night in town ,it was a one shot deal, now or never. Sara a little to my surprise was agreeable and didn't put up much resistance with the idea, she thought it would be fun. I called and talked with Donald and let him know we would join them, we arranged to met in the hotel lobby at 9:00. Sara took a long bath and spent a half hour doing her finger nails and toe nails. I noticed she had shaved off most of her pubic hair, leaving just a faint strip above her pussy. She chose a very silky light one piece summer dress that she had bought for this trip. The dress had a deep V neck and the hem was well above the knee, but it was not what you would call a mini dress. She wore a pair of jeweled sandals with open toes and underneath she had on a pair of white lacy panties and a matching bra from Victoria's Secret also purchased for this trip. She looked fabulous, good enough to eat as they say. A little before 9:00 we headed toward the lobby. The three men and another woman were already there. Their eyes lit up as they saw Sara arrive, they hadn't seen her dressed before and she did look great. We were intoduced to the other woman who was the date of one of the guys, she was also from Texas and was vacationing with a girl friend, they had met this group at the resort a few days earlier. We had just been introduced when the taxi pulled up. Our taxi was a van with three rows of seats. I held the door and somewhat to my surprise my wife and Donald climbed into the rear seat, the other two guys and the woman got in the middle seat and I was left up front with the driver. The Backseat On the ride in there was a lot of chatter back and forth, laughing and joking about the club we were headed too. Turning to talk to people behind me I noticed that the fellow with the date had his arm over her shoulder with his hand inside her blouse, there was no doubt he was fondling her tits. She seemed unconcerned that either me or the guy sitting beside them were watching. My wife and Donald were sitting close in the rear seat and I could see his arm over the back seat rest. I tried to see what, if anything was going on, but it was a restricted view and I couldn't tell what was happening back there, if anything. After a few miles the conversation turned to the club we were headed too, apparently women were encouraged to give up their bra and panties for free drinks. The ceiling of the bar was covered with womens underwear; one of the guys said that if you had expensive panties or a bra that you didn't want to lose then you had better take it off now. The woman sitting behind me volunteered she wasn't wearing a bra but after some coaxing she lifted her ass off the seat and slipped off her panties, myself and the two guys setting beside her watched as pulled her panties over her sandals and handed them to her date. I could see my wife moving around in the back seat and Donalds arm had disappeared from the seat back, the guy directly behind me turned to watch whatever she was doing, he leaned over the seat for a minute or so then reached back as she handed him something, he turned in my direction he handed me my wife's white lace panties and bra. I put them in my pocket. It was a long ride to the club, the suspence of what my wife was doing in the back seat was driving me nuts. I watched from the connor of my eye and turned several times to talk to the people behind me. The guy in the middle seat continued to openly fondle his date's breast, her skirt had ridden high on her thigh any attempted to keep in down would have been futile. They were quiet in the back seat but I could see them sitting very close, both men sitting in the middle seat kept glancing back to watch whatever was happening. This was driving me crazy, not knowing what they were doing. It wasn't exactly jealousy but almost a sexually tension not knowing what my wife and Donald were doing. After a long ride we arrived at the club. As my wife climbed out of the back seat and bent to exit the taxi her low V neck dress gapped open exposing her braless tits. Thinking of her being without panties and her freshly shaved pussy beneath her dress begin to make my cock hard. I wondered if she and Donald had played around after she took off her bra and panties. I had to find an opportuntiy to talk with her, what was she doing in the backseat? The club was large and packed with a younger crowd, many college age. Our group was a little older than the norm, we were all in our late 20's to early 30's. There were a lot of scantily clad young college age things who were showing a lot of skin, the atmosphere on the dance floor and in the seating area was sexually charged. All of us danced and partied for several hours, my wife dancing with all of us, but more with Donald than the others. In this large club I lost track of her more than once but she was without doubt having a good time, more fun than she had had for awhile I'm sure. Sometime after 1:00 my wife and I were ready to call it a night, drinking all day and half the night was taking its toll. We let our friends know that we were going to head back to the hotel. They decided to stay awhile but at the last minute just as we were getting ready to leave Donald conferred with the other two men and decided he would ride back with us. While we were at the club I had a brief chance to talk with Sara over the dim of music and crowd noise. It was almost impossible to talk on the dance floor. When I asked about the ride in she was somewhat coy, just saying that she was having a good time. She finally said, sure he touched me, and yes she found it exciting to feel another man's hands on her body. I didn't ask where he touched her, I guess I was trying to be cool, but I sure wondered where he had touched her and how far they had gone, my mind was running wild. Was I jealous or if it bothered me she wouldn't let anything else happen she assured me. I let her know I found it exciting for her to be less uptight, and no I wasn't jealous, she should do whatever felt right, as long as we kept it open to each other. It know it sounded like a pat answer, but what else was I to say, this still seemed like a once in a lifetime opportunity. At the curb in front of the club we found a line of taxis although the price was higher than the trip in, we had little choice. After my wife's revelations at the club and our little discussion I had decided to take the front seat and let my wife and Donald take the backseat. Only this time it was a regular taxi and the seat was directly behind me. We had all had a lot to drink and were feeling the affects, I couldn't help though but feel we were all acting a little drunker than we actually were, it provided a handy excuse for whatever happened. As we climbed into the taxi Donald sat directly behind me and my wife sat close to him toward the middle. Closer than normal I thought, they were sitting with their legs touching, a lot of seat was available. I was able to see sideways from the connor of my eye, and like I said pretended to be drunker than I was. Looking back on that night I think being a little drunk was an excuse for everyone. The taxi was hardly out of the parking lot when I saw his arm go around my wife and pull her even closer, she leaned against him with his left arm drapped over her shoulder. Immediately without any preliminaries, as if he was picking up where he left off, his hand slipped into my wifes low cut V neck dress. There was no hesitation and no resistance on her part. From the connor of my eye I could see his arm around her shoulder as he begin to fondle her tit with his left hand, her tit was almost out of her dress. This movement was casual, no attempt to hide their actions, it was as if he knew he had an ok or maybe he was just testing. With his hand down her dress he continued to fondle her with his left hand, I could tell he was tweaking her nipple as she squirmed slightly. My wife turned slightly and leaned further back against him putting her feet in the empty seat beside her. He could now reach both of her tits easily with his left hand. I saw all of this from the connor of my eye, it had happened so quick, the taxi hadn't even reached the road back to our hotel. My head was resting sideways on the seat back as I continued to steal peeks toward the backseat. Donald spoke to me asking how I liked the club and did I have a good time just general conversation. When I turned sideways in my seat to answer, he didn't move his hand from my wifes tits but continued to fondle her openly, his hand massaging one of her tits then the other. I watched his hand inside of her dress, both tits were partitally out of the dress as he moved his hand from one to the other. I was mesmerized, he looked at my expression, a faint smile was on his face as he rolled her nipple between his fingers. The V neck of her dress had been pulled open and both of her tits were exposed. Donald said he thought my wife was beautiful and he hoped I didn't mind him admiring her. He though her tits were perfect. I didn't know, or couldn't think of what to say. While I was turned in their direction he slid the straps of her dress off her shoulders and lowered the top of her dress below her tits leaving her naked to the waist. He looked up at me as he pushed her dress down further, it was as if he was displaying her for my benefit. His hand continued to massage both of her tits and her abdomen reaching as far as he could with his left hand. Sara arched her back and pressed closer to him, he pushed her dress down further well below her belly button. I looked at the driver, who was aware of the backseat action, but like me he was just a voyeur he didn't know this was my wife with someone we had met only hours before. He kept checking the rearview mirror and had slowed down considerably. When I turned to look at the backseat again, his head was lowered looking at her torso and trying to push her dress down lower, her eyes were still closed when she raised her hips and ass off the seat, this allowed him to slide her dress down to her upper thighs, this was as far as he could reach. Her dress was well below her freshly shaved pussy. His head was still lowered looking at her naked body , he looked up and caught my eye and again gave me a faint smile. Sara laid against him completely exposed she had surrended herself to the moment. My cock was rock hard as I watched from the front seat. Donald fumbled with his belt with one hand and after a minute or so had his pants un-zipped and loosened. The head of his cock was peeking out of the top of his shorts. This was going further than I had envisioned in my fantasies. Donald was a big good looking guy and it looked like he was really hung, he was definately attracted to my wife and it appeared it was a mutual attraction. As she leaned back against his body her arm now rested on his leg, I watched as her hand caressed the calf of his leg. His cock was pressing against her shoulder as she leaned on his chest. Sara leaned further back into his arms, his right arm cradled her body as she scooted back and laid her naked body acoss his lap, her head was cradled in his right arm resting on his chest, his left hand free to explore her now totally exposed body. Sara raised her legs and pushed her dress down to her feet and kicked it off. Her eyes were still closed as she now lay totally naked across his lap, his hard cock poking out of his shorts was pressed against the side of her body only inches from her face. Even with her eyes shut she had to be aware of his hard cock pressing against her. I turned sideways in my seat my head resting on the seat back watching from the connor of my eye, not wanting to stare for some reason. His hand moved down her smooth body and brushed through her sparce patch of pubic hair, my wife parted her right leg and moved it off the seat and placed her foot on the floorboard. Whoaaaaaaa. She was opening her legs to give him easy and open access to her smooth and hairless pussy. He looked up again and caught me watching, he grinned slightly as his hand roamed down her body all the while he would look down at her prone body then glance up at me as his hand moved steadly toward her parted legs. He kept his eyes on me as his hand went between her legs, my focus shifted to the movement of his hand, he begin to rub her slowly and as I watched a finger dipped into her wet pussy. She squirmed in his lap. Her legs parted further,one leg was pressed against the seat back and the other knee was touching the front seat. She had her legs spread as wide as she could in the restricted space of the backseat. He was looking down at her prone body his fingers had found her protruding clit. As he gently rubbed between her parted legs she squirmed beneath him, her hand reached down and with two fingers pulled the hood of her clit upward exposing it for his fingers to caress. He looked up at me once again with the same faint grin, neither of us spoke not knowing what to say. He seemed like he wanted to speak but wasn't sure what to say. All the time he continued to gently massage her clit and insert a finger, then two, into her wet open cunt. To say I had mixed emotions is the understatement of the year. Sara was really surprising me to say the least. If I am capable of being shocked , she was shocking me with her behavior. She couldn't have made herself anymore available to this man we had just met earlier today. Sara's naked body begin to stir and move with the rhythm of his touch, his hand was cupped over her pussy and it appeared his finger was inserted inside cunt. Suddenly she clamped her legs closed which I knew to be a sign that she was nearing or having an orgasm. She partially sat up and saw me peering over the seat watching as Donald brought her to orgasm with his fingers. She sat all the way up and leaned her head toward mine. As she swung her body in my direction she sat her naked ass on his lap, Donald reached around and fondled her tits with both hands as I watched. Sara whispered to me and asked if I was having a good time, I just shook my head yes, she was bent over in my direction toward the seat headrest. She whispered that so was she. Donald continued to fondle her tits with both hands while she was sitting on his lap, as I watched her face she sucked in a soft breath and let it out slowly then squirmed her naked ass on his lap. It took a second for me to realize that he had slipped his cock into her from behind. Her body begin to move in a slow rhythm to his strokes. This slow fucking motion lasted for several minutes as she rode his cock, lifting herself high then sliding down the length of his hard dick. She opened and closed her eyes several times, looking at me. The rhythm began to increase as he begin fucking her harder,her head moved backward as she sat up on his lap, her head slightly bent due to the low headroom. He was fucking her faster and harder his hands now on her hips raising her ass to take his cock to the hilt, she braced her arms on the front seat as she bounced on his lap, her tits jiggled as he fucked her faster. Sara tensed and drew in another breath, he was apparently about to cum, she leaned back on his chest, his hand reached around for her clit once more and she again tensed and let out a soft moan. I was watching intently, my glaze did not move from their bodies.He touched her clit as she arched backward against him, her body grew rigid for several moments as she shuddered with mild spasms then her body totally relaxed. Sara remained sitting on his lap leaning back against his chest her eyes closed, his hands were still resting on her hips. She remained still, leaning back with his cock still inside her,when suddenly his dick slipped out of her cunt and hung free between her spread legs. Sara was still straddling his legs as she reached down and took his wet cock in her hand and began to stroke him slowly. His cock was semi hard and slippery, still covered with her wetness. Her pussy was parted and still open from the rather large cock that had just slipped out. She continued to stroke his cock as it hung between her spread legs. He became harder as she rubbed it against her open cunt. She looked at me again and had a glazed looking smile. This was almost to much for me to stand, my dick was about to explode, if you would have touched me with a feather I would have cum, my mind was having a hard time taking this all in. I will never be certain but I'm almost sure that Sara would have fucked him again once his cock was hard if we would have had more time. We all became aware that we were getting near the resort, both Donald and my wife started pulling themselves together. She picked up her dress and slipped it over her head as he pulled up his pants. The taxi pulled up to the resort enterance and brighter lights hit us, we all stumbled to get out. I stood there with a noticeable wet spot on my pants as Donald paid the driver. We said our goodbys, Donald and my wife hugged and exchanged a brief kiss. We walked off in seperate directions toward our room. Donald and his friends checked out the next day before we were up. He left a note and a phone number for us to reach him if we were in the Dallas area, he also sent flowers to Sara from the hotel florist. This episode did spice up both our vacation and our sex life in general. Surfice it to say it just did, without me trying to provide an analysis of why, because I'm not sure I understand why. Maybe this all sounds kind of crude in the way I discribe it and a little over the top, but at the time it just sort of flowed along one thing after the other, and it happened quick, not a lot of time to think about it as it happened. Will it ever happen again, hard to imagine it will, but who knows we have another vacation next year, and we do have Donalds phone number.