Charlene, my first wife, and I had been up to her mother’s place to celebrate her mom’s birthday. Mom lived in a small town about 2 hours away on a two-lane road through the mountains. Her best friend and best friend’s two daughters had gone with us for the party. I had to get back for work the next day as did her best friend’s oldest daughter, Colleen.

The nice things about that drive were the road kept your interest, unlike most modern straight and boring highways; the almost non-existent traffic; and the darkness of natural night. That night there was a full moon, so it was easier to watch the sides of the road for big critters.

We were in our ‘67 Chevy Impala SS with the roomy interior and large, wide seats. Not long after we left, Colleen said she was tired and lay down in the back seat with her head on the passenger’s side and feet behind me. In a minute we heard her softly snoring. Charlene leaned over and whispered, “I’m going to help you stay awake.” With that she put her head in my lap and nuzzled my cock through my pants.

I noticed her head didn’t have much room between me and the steering wheel, so I looked back at Colleen to see how she was positioned before I let the seat back. Her left leg was bent, resting on the seat back with her foot on the seat, and her right foot was on the floor. Her denim miniskirt had ridden up her legs and I could just see her white panties peeking out. I’d often fantasized about fucking her but hadn’t broached the subject with Charlene yet. We had a somewhat open marriage but fucking a stranger at a party was one thing while having at her best friend’s daughter was another.

With the seat as far back as it would go (too bad they don’t build cars like that anymore) Charlene had plenty of room. She unbuckled my belt, unzipped my zipper, and when I lifted my hips a bit, she slid my pants down to my knees. Colleen continued her light snoring. Charlene ran her tongue around the head of my cock a few times then up and down the shaft before sliding her mouth down over it. As she bobbed on my shaft, I ran my hands under her blouse and stroked her back for a while, then down under the top of her jeans to massage her ass. They were too tight to allow me to reach more than about halfway down her ass and she made no effort to aid my attempt, so I figured it was all about me this time. I pulled my hand out and lay my arm along the back of the seat.