I stared hard into his face, now contorted with lust, as he alternated between my angelic face and my swelling cunt, I knew what I was doing, it had g...ne past the point where I was a friend of his daughter, 'I heard you last night', I blurted out uncontrollably, lifting my small bum of the grass as if to emphasize my growing needs and his desire to sample what I appeared to offer in my inexperienced and eager manner.He looked back over his shoulder at Amber, she was swimming, having taken her. First Pete's arrival and the normal flirtatious BS he loved to spread. I found myself enjoying it. David was a near perfect husband but with all the work and the kids and all, there hadn't been much time for flirtation and I realized I had missed it.Dinner was good with a heavy continuation of the flirting. And I was flirting back. I kept glancing at Dave to see if he was uncomfortable with it but he seemed to encourage the word play. Unfortunately, somewhere in the evening, as we sipped. His tongue plundered her sweet mouth and played with her tongue, pushing deeper. He then fully pulled her out from behind the wheel to sit her on his lap. He stroked her hair and kissed her face, fully aware of her soaking pussy sitting directly on his crotch. He slowly unbuttoned her coat to reveal her gorgeous tits and swooped down to capture one in his mouth, while stroking the other with his hand, tweaking the nipple to stand proud against his touch. “I fucking love your nipples,” he. We’re moving along, and it’s pretty congested, and it’s dark, and for some reason the right lane is moving a lot faster than the left lane. Bill, my brother-in-law, moves over into the right lane and a mile later we discover the reason for the difference. Some asshole is driving twenty-five miles an hour in the left lane, the fast lane! Bill goes, ‘this guy’s just an accident waiting to happen,’ and damn if that doesn’t happen! Just as we are passing this idiot on the right, some other idiot.