Misc. Erotica Carpool

Note: Have any of you been in a carpool? How about one involving the opposite sex? Here we have two men and two women spending a lot of time together. Can they keep it on the friendship level? This story goes slow so if you are looking for instant sex chose another story. If you are not into married people fooling around stop now! Go back to the list of stories. All rights reserved.


Mark and Jim started carpooling over a year ago. They both lived down the Jersey Shore and worked for the same company in Union off the Garden State Parkway. It took them sometime more than 90 minutes to get home at night and sometimes longer on a Friday with the Shore and Atlantic City traffic.

"You're late," Jim said to Mark as he waited by the park and ride set up for the commuters who shared rides.

"Sorry. Overslept." Mark climbed into the passenger seat and tossed his briefcase in the rear. "It's still early."

"I know but the Sayerville traffic can be bad."

"Hold up," Mark said looking at the cute short blonde woman standing under the small shelter where Jim was parked. "Who is that?"

"Megan," Jim grinned. "I met her last week. She carpools with another woman who is kind of cute as well. And they both work...get this...in a bank near our office."

"Maybe we can all carpool," Mark joked. Jim drove away and before he got out of the parking lot said, "Hey you know maybe you're right. If they leave around the same time it might work and then we only have to drive once every four weeks. I'll ask her if she or they might be interested."

"Our wives will kill us," Jim frowned.

"They are the ones asking if we can get others to join us."

"To save money but not with two cute younger women."

"They probably won't be interested in it anyway."

Jim made sure to get to the park and drive earlier than usual the next morning. He was disappointed that Megan wasn't there however a few minutes later she parked her black SUV in a space near his. As she walked to the shelter he hurried to catch her. "Hey good morning."

Megan turned and saw the handsome older man she had met but had forgotten his name. "Oh hi," she grinned. They moved into the small shelter and sat on the bench. "Looks like it's going to rain later."

"Yeah, and it will slow things down on the way home." Jim took his time checking out her small breasts under the green sweater and nice round ass under the black slacks. He also saw that she was married. "I'm Jim."

"I remember," she lied. She saw his eyes checking out her chest and quickly closed her raincoat.

"You know it's cool that we work near each other. I know you don't know me that well but maybe the four of us can carpool. It would mean that we would only have to drive one week per month."

Warning bells went off. "I don't think so. I uh..I mean Jill, my friend, you know."

"OK, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to come on to you. It's just that commuting is so tiring and costly. I completely understand." He sat back and opened the Wall Street Journal.

Mark was early as well and saw Jim sitting next to the woman. He pulled up in front of them and rolled down his window. "Hi," he grinned towards Megan.

Megan blushed and smiled. "Hi." She had noticed that he too was very good looking.

Jim picked up his briefcase and walked towards Mark's car. "Bye Megan."

"Bye."

Mark couldn't wait until they got out of the parking lot. "Well?"

"I think I scared her. She probably thinks I'm a stalker."

"Oh well nice try."

Megan started speaking as soon as she closed the door. "Oh God, you will never guess what just happened."

Jill was applying her eye makeup in the rear view mirror. "What?"

"Do you remember the cute older guy that is usually here?"

"I think so...they guy with the grey?"

"Yeah...well we were talking the other day and we found out that we work only a few blocks from each other."

"So?"

"He asked me today if I ... I mean we...would be interested in carpooling with them."

Jill put down her eye brush. "You're kidding."

"No...I mean he said we could save money and won't have to drive but once per month. Our husband's would never agree."

"Shit, Gary wouldn't care as long as we save money," Jill frowned. "But, we really don't know these guys. What if they are mad rapists?"

"At least I would get some action. It's been quite dull lately."

"You're joking. You could never cheat on Tom."

"No never. I'm sure that they are ok and it might be cool to have a couple of guy friends."

They kept quiet as they entered the parkway. Both were thinking about the proposal.

They didn't see each other the next few days. The guys had to leave early and they just missed each other. On Friday Mark was sitting alone when Megan walked up to the bench. "Hey Mark...right?"

"Uh yeah...and you're Megan."

"Right. Uh...Jill and I discussed the carpooling idea."

Mark sat up. "Really...I mean..what do you say?"

"I think so. We uh want to do it but...you know..we have to ask our husbands."

"Same here...you know...our wives."

Jim pulled up and Mark walked towards his car. "It's all set so we will see you Monday and if everyone is ready I'll drive first."

"OK," Megan smiled. Five minutes after the guys left Jill pulled up. "I told them."

"Hurry get in." Megan moved inside. "I told Gary about it last night and surprise he doesn't care."

"Really. That's good because I'll tell Tom that Gary said it was OK."

Megan broke the news to Tom after dinner as he helped her clean up. "Jill and I found two others to share the carpool."

Tom smiled. "Wow...that's great. How did you find two other women? Do they work with you?"

Megan didn't look his way. "Actually it's two men. We see them at the park and ride every day and they work a few blocks from us. We start and stop work at the same time."

"Shit you really don't know these guys. I don't think it's a good idea."

"They are older and work for a bank just like ours. They both are married and have kids. I don't see a problem and we can save a lot of money."

"I'm sure you can find some women," Tom said as he dried his hands and walked from the room.

Megan waited until they were in bed that night. She had her sexiest nightgown on and was more than excited when he walked from the bathroom in only his pajama bottoms. "I have your favorite on."

Tom wasn't born yesterday. "Bribing me with sex?"

"It's been a while," she said turning off her night lamp. She leaned back against the pillow and lifted her knees. Her gown rolled down her thighs until he saw her trimmed dark bush.

Tom smiled and pushed off his bottoms. His cock was rapidly growing as he sat at her feet and caressed her legs up to her knees and then down her inner thighs. She parted her legs when his right middle finger moved into her moist dripping pussy lips.

"Ohhh," she moaned widening her legs more.

"You're so wet," he said pushing his finger easily into her hot depths. "Maybe you are turned on thinking about being with other men for a few hours a day."

"They are probably...uh...oh...right there...probably in their late forties."

"Uh huh...are they bald and fat?"

She wanted to lie but didn't. "No, both are very good looking and in good shape. OH YES...DON'T STOP!"

Thinking of his conservative wife messing around with an older man was turning him on as well. He pulled his fingers from her hot oven and pushed down his pajamas.

Megan was almost there when he pulled away and moved between her legs. She helped him enter her and when he started humping her she raised to get off. "WAIT! Tom slow down...OH GOD WAIT!" But Tom was too far gone.

"NOW MEG NOW!!"

Megan was used to this and quickly rubbed her clitty until she too climaxed. The thought of carpooling with the two men was enough. "OH GOD I'M CUMING!"

Tom was spent and on his back when she rolled over and kissed his ear. "So, the carpool is OK?"

"Yes."

All four were excited on Monday at 6:30AM. Megan and Jill got to the parking lot first.

"I feel like I'm on my first date again," Jill grinned.

"We are not going to do anything with these guys."

"But it's fun fantasizing about it," Jill giggled. "Sex this weekend was unbelievable."

"Same here," Megan grinned. "I guess we sit in the back right?"

"Yes."

Ten minutes later Mark arrived and saw the two women sitting on the bench. He could see they were wearing dresses under their coats. "Good morning ladies. I hope you are joining us."

"We are," Jill grinned. She liked Mark because he was tall and slim. Gary was shorter and had gained a beer belly the past five years.

"Great." He turned and saw Jim pull up behind him. "Then lets go."

They were silent for the first half hour. Mark turned a few times to smile at the women. He got a good view up Megan's dress until she realized he had turned.

"We have to be careful," Megan whispered to Jill after seeing Mark's eyes under her dress.

"So tell us about your families," Jim said glancing into the rear view mirror.

They took turns spilling out their histories. The trip seemed shorter when they pulled into the girl's bank parking lot. "We will see you at 5PM," Jim grinned turning to get a good look at Jill's legs as she twisted to exit his car.

For the next four weeks they became a lot more relaxed. Laughing about what happened at their banks. Jim discovered that Jill was a fellow Yankee fan and Mark was happy that Megan was a Mets fan. The women didn't care that the men got some free peeks at their panties and sometimes they did it on purpose when they exited the cars.

It was a month later when Mark mentioned sex for the first time. As Megan drove Mark looked over at Jim who was sleeping. "Did Lea screw your brain's out last night?"

Jim's eyes opened and looked at the two women in the front seat. "Uh...I don't think we should talk about...you know."

Megan giggled. "It's OK, we used to talk about sex when we carpooled."

"Yeah, what is said in the car stays in the car," Jill added.

"Well in that case yes sex was long and wild last night," Jim grinned.

"Tell us about it," Mark grinned putting Jim on the spot.

"I don't think I should."

"I was just kidding," Mark laughed.

"No please tell us," Jill grinned. She looked at Megan blushing.

"OK, my wife normally doesn't go for oral sex. Last night we had some friends over and after four glasses of wine and after they left she just went down on me on the sofa." He stopped to see if the girls had any reaction.

"Cool," Mark grinned. "Was that it?"

"Well what made it specially was that she really took her time doing it. Normally it's just a few kisses and licks but wow.."

The car got silent afterwards until Jill spoke. "So did you do her too?"

"JILL!" Megan gasped.

"Well?"

"Yes, I did the same to her. At least 30 minutes."

"Oh god...I need you to give Gary some lessons," Jill chuckled.

"Sure," Jim grinned. "Do we practice on you?"

"That would be nice," Jill laughed. "But Gary is too old-fashion for a threesome."

"I'll take Gary's spot," Mark joked.

"Control yourself," Jim said hoping Megan wasn't upset. She had not commented. "Sorry Megan."

"No, I fine," Megan quickly added.

Jim thought he would go for it. "How about you ladies? Do you...you know..do oral?"

"Jesus," Mark gasped.

"I do," Jill said looking over at Megan. She remembered that Megan had told her that she didn't.

"Uh...not really," Megan blushed.

They stopped at a red light by the guy's bank. "And you Mark?" Jill asked.

"It's been a while. Seems my wife doesn't like doing it since we've been married."

"Uh we are here," Jill said pulling up to the bank. After they left Megan turned to Jill.

"I don't believe we just talked about oral sex with two guys we hardly know."

"God, my panties are wet," Jill said pulling into a parking spot. "I hope I didn't get a wet spot on my dress."

"You're so bad," Megan said rolling her eyes.

The four had problems concentrating on their jobs that day and when the girl's pulled up in front of the guy's bank at 5:15 the men wasted no time getting into their cars.

As they entered the parkway Jim spoke up. "So what do we talk about next?"

"Baseball," Megan laughed. "The Mets are on a ten game winning streak."

It broke the sexual tension and after talking about baseball they settled back into what happened at work and what they were doing for the weekend.

"Actually my son has an all star game tomorrow," Megan said.

"Really?" Jim asked. "Where is the game? Maybe I'll stop by and watch?"

"Uh...yeah that would be great," Megan said. "You can meet Tom."

"How about you Jill?" Jim asked. "Big weekend plans?"

"No, I'm helping my Aunt at her nursery on Route 9."

"Actually I need a couple of fruit trees," Mark asked. Which nursery is it?"

"Stewarts."

"Great."

"Are you sure you have to go to work?" Megan asked her husband early Saturday morning. "This is the third Saturday in a row and Bobby's all star game is today."

"Sorry I'll make it up to him. If they win they will play in the second round." He kissed her and hurried out the door.

The game had started and was in the second inning when she saw Jim wave as he walked up the bleachers towards her.

"I didn't miss much," Jim grinned as he moved next to her. He made note of her tanned legs under her red shorts and the tight blouse.

"Nope, zero to zero," she grinned. She too checked out his muscular biceps and legs as he sat down. "My son is the pitcher."

Jim turned and watched as Bobby struck out the next two batters. "Looks like a Yankee prospect," he joked.

"Nope Mets," she laughed as she elbowed him in his side lightly.

"Can I get you anything? A coke or something?"

"Sure," Megan answered. She checked out his tight butt as he walked down towards the concession stand.

Bobby pitched for another inning and when he came out he walked up to his mom. "Ricky wants me to go over to his house after the game. Is that OK? His mom will drive me home later."

"Sure," Megan answered. She introduced him to Jim.

"Where is your husband?" Jim asked. He turned and glanced down the front of her loose white blouse and saw most of her small creamy right breast.

"He had to work," she frowned. "Same oh..same oh."

"That's too bad," he lied. As the two teams shook hands on the field the dark skies suddenly opened up. Hard rain poured down on them.

"OH GOD!" Megan cried out. "I forgot my umbrella." She quickly gathered her purse and ran with Jim down towards the parking lot.

"My car is here," Jim said grabbing her arm and guiding her to the passenger door.

"I uh..." she started to say but when he opened the door she hurried up into the seat. Seconds later he moved into the driver's seat. "I'm so wet," she said feeling the water running from her short dark hair onto her white blouse, which had quickly become almost transparent. She looked down at the dark shadows of her nipples visible through the wet material. "Oops," she giggled.

"You are so beautiful," Jim whispered seeing the pinkness of her mounds.

She pulled out on the blouse until the colors of her chest disappeared. "This is kind of awkward."

"I like it," he grinned. The rain was so hard and with the dark tint on his windows no one could see inside.

"My hair is a mess," she said pulling down the visor and looking into the mirror on the other side.

As she leaned forward Jim looked at her wet pink back. He could see that she was not wearing a bra. "Your back is so wet." He reached over and ran his fingers from the middle of her back up to the white collar under her hair.

Megan knew she should stop him but his touch was electrifying. "I'm sorry if I'm getting your seat wet."

"It's OK," he said softly dropping his whole hand on her upper right shoulder.

Megan's body was trembling with excitement. His strong but gentle touch moved back down her back and then back up the middle. From there it moved to her left shoulder and then down her left side of her back. "Too bad you don't have a towel."

Jim remembered his gym bag in the back seat. "Actually I do," he grinned.

Megan continued leaning forward as he fumbled into the bag. She turned and saw him with a yellow towel in his fingers. "I'm not taking off my blouse." The rain seemed to be coming down harder.

"I uh...could dry under it."

"Oh God," Megan whispered as she reached back and pulled her blouse from under her shorts. As she held it upward she felt his hand move the towel under the material.

But the blouse being wet was too tight. "Maybe you could sit up straight and maybe loosen a few of the lower buttons?"

"Only two," she said sitting upright and with trembling fingers release the two lower buttons. She felt the towel move up over her soft skin and his fingers pressing through the terrycloth. For the next two minutes his hand moved the towel from top to bottom. She kept peeking out the window to see if anyone could see what they were doing.

As he moved the towel under her arm she quickly pressed her arm into her side to stop him. "Where are you going?"

"The front is wet too," he whispered

"OK, but just my stomach," she said feeling lightheaded. After he pulled the towel out she leaned back against the seat knowing he could once again see the clinging wet sheer material on her braless breasts. When she felt his fingers opening the bottom of her blouse she grabbed his wrist. "Just my stomach."

"The blouse is in the way," he said feeling her fingers letting go. He took his time exposing her flat abs and smiled when he saw the top of her pink panties above the waistband of her red shorts. His cock was rock hard as he dabbed the towel around and into her tiny navel. She giggled.

"That tickles."

After drying the exposed area he slipped his fingers from the damp terrycloth and touched her hot flesh for the first time.

Megan gasped when she felt his fingers. She again grabbed his wrist but didn't try to pull his fingers away. His fingers were now directed to a spot just below her navel and only two inches above her shorts. As he caressed in small circles her fingers loosened until he touched the top of her panties.

"We can't," she whispered in a non-convincing tone. Again she held his finger there as he toyed with the elastic. Her eyes were closed as he was able to get most of his pinkie finger under the silky material. They both wanted him to get to her moist sex but she held on until he touched the top of her pubic mound. "Jim."

"Shhh," he whispered.

Megan had never been intimate with anyone but Tom. Now she had her blouse half open with a handsome man's finger twisting into her bush. Another inch or so and he would know how excited she really was. It was then the rain suddenly stopped. She quickly jerked his fingers from under her shorts and sat up as she buttoned her blouse. "I've got to go."

Jim was disappointed as she turned to leave but she suddenly stopped and turned. He saw her face coming towards his with her eyes closed. Their lips pressed together and both tongues rushed out to taste forbidden fruit.

For the next minute their tongues explored and licked. Then just as quickly as it started Megan pulled back and wiped her lips. "See you Monday."

Jill had forgotten that Mark said he might stop by the nursery. It was around 3PM when she was working by the last greenhouse when she heard his voice.

"Got any marijuana plants?"

She was bent over a flower plant realizing he was looking at her ass in the loose cotton shorts. "Why sir that would be illegal wouldn't it?" She stood and turned to see him also in shorts and a tight tee shirt. She pulled off her gloves and picked up a nearby towel to wipe the sweat off her forehead. "I must look a mess."

Mark saw the dirt smears on her cheek and on both arms. "You still look amazing." Unlike Megan Jill was taller with long shapely legs.

"Saying things like that might get you everywhere," she said looking back over his shoulder at her aunt who was helping someone by the front building.

"Everywhere or anywhere?" he grinned seeing her hard nipples pushing out the front of her tee shirt.

"Actually why don't we go into the greenhouse. My aunt is a nosey-body."

Mark followed her into the glasshouse however there were a number of large plants inside that blocked anyone's view.

"So," she said moving inside and turning to face him. "What is it that you are looking for?"

"Um...well what are you offering?" He could plan the teasing game as well.

Jill hesitated because neither of them had actually made a real pass. "We have some nice azaleas and some hydrangeas."

"I was looking for something different. You know not the same oh..same oh."

"Something different might really mess up things. You know I mean your landscaping."

"Well maybe I could start slow. You know not going to far with things." He knew his shorts were starting to bulge outward. It didn't miss Jill's eyes.

"Maybe slow is good." About three feet separated them. She was suddenly really nervous.

"Slow," Mark whispered after taking two steps forward. Their eyes locked as he leaned downward and forward lining up their mouths.

Jill kept her eyes opened watching his lips moving to hers. Only their lips touched, as they tasted forbidden fruit for the first time. Mark shifted his lips side to side periodically pecking. Her lips were closed tightly which meant that his tongue was not getting in. They kissed like that for 30 seconds until a phone rang on the wall behind him. Jill pulled her lips away and moved around him to answer the phone.

"What's up?" She asked her aunt.

"There is a huge rain storm coming and I'm closing up. You might want to head up this way."

"I uh...will be there shortly." She hung up the phone and turned. "Big rain storm is coming and my aunt is closing up."

"Where can we go?" Mark asked wanting to taste her lips again.

Jill took a deep breath. "It's probably better that we both go home."

He moved close again and took her hand. "Are you sure?"

"No, I'm not and that's what is scaring me. This...this is crazy." She saw his lips again coming to hers but this time hers raced to meet it. They only had a few seconds but this time their lips opened and their tongues met and danced together. After ten seconds of hot wet kissing Mark's right hand slipped between them to cup her left breast.

Mark felt the hard nipple pressing into his palm. Her hand reached up and grabbed his wrist to pull it away until his thumb and index finger captured her nip. He felt her hand relax on his wrist to let him toy and tease her raised button.

"Ohh," she moaned pulling her mouth away. She felt his hardness against her stomach. "We have to stop."

Suddenly they heard a loud roar of thunder. It was enough distraction to allow Jill to push back. She pulled his hand from her chest and moved back to look at the huge bulge in his shorts. "You go out the back gate." He tried to reach for her again but she giggled and ran out the door.

Megan had showered and was lying on her bed with her fingers down under the loose robe when the phone rang. She sighed and picked it up. "Hello."

"Meg it's me," Jill whispered. "Are you alone?"

"Yes, Bobby is at a friend's house and Tom is at work. What's going on?"

"Oh God...Mark stopped by the nursery today. I never intended for it to happen but...Oh God...we kissed." She waited for reply but didn't hear anything for ten seconds. "Meg...did you hear me?"

"Ha...ha...ha," Megan laughed. "I guess we both are sluts. Jim came to Bobby's game and we went to his car during the rain storm. We kissed too."

"I've got to go. Will you meet me at the mall tomorrow around 1PM?"

"OK."

Jim drove directly to Mark's house. He needed to cool down and needed to brag about kissing Megan. He was still wet when he got out of his car. As he headed towards the door he saw Mark driving up. Mark pulled into the driveway and walked up to him. "What happened to you?"

"Got caught in the rain with Megan," Jim answered with a sly smile.

"You did huh?" Mark looked at the house to make sure no one was nearby and could hear. "And..."

"And after the game we got caught in the storm. We got into my car."

"Whew," Mark grinned. "Let's go back into my workshop." The two guys headed back and told each other their stories.

"I can't believe you touched her fucking titty," Mark smiled. "Did it feel as nice as they look?"

"Better, so soft and her nipple is huge. So Megan has a trimmed bush."

"Yeah man. I was only an inch away when the damn rain stopped."

"I hope this doesn't scare them away," Jim sighed drinking a beer from Mark's remote refrigerator. "You know we are playing with danger."

"Yeah, but so far it's just some small foreplay. I think both of them are just teasing."

"Yeah you're probably right. I doubt if they will let us fuck them."

Megan waved at Jill from one of the tables at the food court. She had avoided her husband when he got home last night but he practically did the same to her. Jill stopped for a diet Coke and sat down.

"So how was the kiss?"

"Be careful," Megan said glancing at two teenagers sitting at a table nearby. "The kiss was good."

Jill grinned. "Only good?"

"No..it was amazing," Megan blushed. "I've forgotten how kisses like that can be."

"Same here," Jill whispered. "My heart was beating so fast I thought I was going to faint."

"This is crazy you know."

"I know but I don't want to stop," Jill said firmly. "I'm not saying we go all the way but messing around is really hot."

"Do you think they will want to stop short of....you know?"

"Hey they are married too. Mark was just as nervous as I was so I don't think he is a pro at cheating on his wife."

"Jim was pretty confident," Megan said. "But I'm glad he was because I was too nervous to initiate anything."

"So, I guess we will continue but they will need to know that we won't fuck them."

"Jill!" Megan gasped. As long as they were friends she had never heard Jill say the "F" word.

"Well it's not make love. I don't love either of them."

"How do we tell them?"

"I'm sure they will want to get us alone again. At least I hope so. Also, I know Mark kissed me and Jim kissed you but I don't...I mean as long as you agree...I don't want to just mess around with Mark."

"Right...I mean if it's just Jim and I things might get serious but if we switch off then it will be better."

"Did you do it with Tom last night?"

"No, I avoided him and went to bed early."

"Did you...I mean...was it just a kiss?" Jill asked.

"No, he was drying my wet back under my blouse and then dried my stomach with a towel. He managed to get his pinkie finger under my shorts and panties."

"He fingered you?"

"No, but he was close really close when the rain stopped."

"Mark touched my breast and played with my nipple," Jill confessed.

"Your bare beast?"

"No," Jill laughed. "On my shirt."

"God, I can't wait until tomorrow."

"Same here."

Mark hurried to get to the parking lot hoping that Jill would be there as well. He was disappointed when he parked but saw her car pull up behind his. They were both 30 minutes early. He got out of his car and saw her stationary in hers. He moved to her passenger door and heard her click open the lock. "Hi," he grinned moving inside.

"I followed you for about a mile down Route 9," she said not caring that her dress was high over her knees. "I'm glad you got here early too."

"Me too," he smiled as he leaned forward to kiss her. But she moved back.

"I'm glad because we need to talk."

"Oh," he frowned figuring she was going to tell him it was a one-time thing. "So that's it."

"No, that's not it but Megan and I talked. I'm sure Jim has already filled you in on what happened at the baseball game."

"Well yeah..but.."

"Let me finish. We both enjoyed messing around but we won't go....you know..all the way."

He didn't blink. "That's great because Jim and I said the same thing," he lied. "I mean it's just some harmless fun right?"

"Yes," she said before turning and looking all around the car. She quickly moved to him and hooked her left hand under his chin and pulled his head and lips to hers. They frenched for a minute and when he dropped his hand to her bare right knee she sat back again. "There is one other thing." She held his hand in place.

"What?"

"You are I are not exclusive. Megan and I feel that it's better if we...you know mix things up."

"Great," he smiled hoping to kiss Megan like he just did Jill.

Jill felt his hand move up under her dress. It almost made it to her damp panties before she jerked it back out. "And we go slow."

Mark signed and leaned back. "Sorry."

Jill glanced down at his slacks and saw the long shape of his covered hard penis. It was definitely bigger than she was used to. "We will dictate how fast we go." She started to lean over again to kiss him when she saw another car pull up next to hers. She looked over and saw that it was Megan. "We better get out."

Megan was surprised to see Mark in Jill's car and wondered what they had been doing before she got there. Since it was her turn to drive she watched them walk to her car. "Good morning" she said to both of them as Jill climbed in next to her and Mark moved into the back.

"Hi," Jill grinned and winked.

"Mornin," Mark said checking out Megan's larger lips. He wondered when he would get a chance to try them out. They all turned and saw Jim's car park near them.

"Hey no one told me to get here early," Jim said climbing next to Mark in the back.

"Early bird gets the worm," Jill giggled.

"The worm huh?" Jim joked glancing over at Mark.

Jill blushed. "No that's not what I meant. You two have dirty minds."

The car headed out and soon was on the Parkway heading north. Nothing was said because no one really knew what to say. They were half way there when Jill pulled the car into the rest stop. "Sorry, but I need a coffee." She glanced back at Mark. "Why don't you join me?"

Megan glared at Jill as she got out because she knew Jim and her were being set up. After they moved into the building she turned. "I enjoyed our time on Saturday."

He released his seatbelt and moved forward. "We need to do it again sometime."

"That was pretty dangerous. I knew a lot of the people at the game. We have to be more careful."

"Why don't you sit back here?" Jim grinned.

Megan tensed. "Now. Uh...I'm not sure if we should...do you want to...?"

"Yes."

"We...uh..Jill and I...we uh talked about things and we do not...I mean we feel that we shouldn't go too far."

"Good idea," he grinned reaching up and rubbing her left shoulder. "You girls can determine the speed."

"And..we want to...be with both of you and not as couples." She was trembling feeling his fingers rubbing over her sensitive earlobe.

"Agreed," he whispered. "Hurry and come back here before they get back."

Mark and Jill peeked out the restaurant window sipping their coffees. "Do you think we gave them enough time?" Jill asked.

"Yes." Mark answered. They moved to the door and by the time they made it to the car they saw that Jim hand climbed into the back seat and was in a deep wet kiss with Megan. "Shit."

"Don't worry," she giggled. "You will get your turn with her on the way home."

Megan melted into his strong arms as soon as her door closed. She was surprised how gentle his kiss was and how patient he was before teasing out with his tongue. As she moved back against the seat she felt her dress moving up her tanned thighs. She forgot they were in a busy parking lot and in Jill's car.

Jim's tongue found hers and flicked and played until she started moving hers into his mouth. His left hand moved under her coat and around her back to pull her soft breasts against his chest. She was the kissing aggressor now and had her tongue deep down into his throat when they heard Jill tap on the window. Megan slowly pulled her tongue out and smiled at her friend.

"Just wanted you to put on your seatbelts," Jill giggled before moving into the drivers seat. "Safety is number one."

"Shucks," Jim growled. He moved back from Megan and snapped himself in place.

Mark turned as he entered the car and saw that Megan's dress was high enough on her legs for him to see her pink panties. She was connecting her seatbelt so she didn't see what he was looking at. But Jill did and lightly smacked his left leg. "Be good."

"What's he doing?" Jim laughed. He saw their eyes looking down at Megan's dress and knew. "Oh."

"Oh what?" Megan asked after looking up. She saw all three sets of eyes looking at her pink and damp undies. "Hey!" She lifted up and pushed down her dress. They all laughed.

For the next forty minutes Megan and Jim kissed as the car sped up the Parkway. Jill and Mark could hear the wet sounds of their lips and could hear their heavy breathing through their noses. Mark managed to peek back a few times to see their tongues outside of their lips and saw Jim's left hand down behind Megan's ass. After exiting the Parkway Jill stopped at the light and peeked at Mark's bulge and then back at Jim's. Things were certainly heating up.

"Slow down," Jim complained as Jill beat five traffic lights in a row. His hand had squeezed Megan's buttock and had discovered the tiny thong panties she was wearing.

"Hey you better stop," Mark said as they neared their bank. "We are almost there."

Jim sighed and sat back. Megan fixed her dress and hair as the men climbed out. "See you two later," she grinned.

"I get the back on the way home," Mark announced.

"What...no way," Jim bitched.

"Yes," Jill said. "We're in charge remember?"

"Oh god that was ...Ah...wow," Megan said moving to the front seat. "I don't think I've ever kissed like that."

"Panties wet?" Jill joked.

"Soaked," Megan laughed. "Do you have any tissues?'

"Here," Jill said pulling out a small package from the door compartment. They had stopped at a light so Jill peeked as Megan exposed her silk triangle and jabbed the tissues underneath. She saw the dark trimmed bush and the top of her shaved pussy lips before Megan pulled her hand out.

"BEEP!"

"OH SHUT IT!" Jill yelled into the rear view mirror at the driver behind her.

"I don't think I can work now," Megan said still trying to calm down and catch her breath.

"Uh I'm not sure if you checked Jim out but I'm sure Mark is pretty well hung."

"Good," Megan smiled. "Jim has nothing to be ashamed of either."

"I guess it's better if we switch off," Jim said after they entered the elevator. "Did Jill tell you that they only want to mess around and not go all the way?"

"Yep, and that's fine. I'm not sure if I want to right now."

"Same here."