Relieving the motorway monotony
"I had an interesting conversation with Carol this lunchtime." Jane said to me one evening a couple of weeks after our mutual masturbation session with Carol and Tom.
"Oh?" I replied. "What was that about?"
Knowing Carol and my wife Jane, it was bound to be something sexy and exciting.
"She suggested that you and I, with her and Tom, go away for a few days together. She suggested somewhere quiet, with no-one else around, where we could do whatever we want, whenever we want."
Tom is a good friend and neighbour, who has been joining Jane and me for sexy fun and games for quite a while. Carol is a close friend of Jane's, from right back to their teenage years, when the two of them had a relationship, before Jane left and married the guy who turned into a real bastard after their marriage. They had reconnected almost a year ago by this time, and she often joins us for sexy games as well. We had introduced Tom and Carol to each other a few months ago, and the two of them were a couple now, although not living together at this time.
All four of us were in our early forties, so certainly no longer youngsters, but both Jane and Carol were, and still are, very attractive. Tom and I are both pretty fit for our ages as well, often working out in the gym together, so I like to think the four of us look pretty good when out and about.
Jane is what I would best describe as voluptuous. She is tall, with a hourglass figure, wide sensual hips, a slim waist, long slim legs, and 36DD tits, very similar to a Marilyn Monroe look, only with even bigger tits. She keeps her dark hair short, and with her expressive eyes, petite nose and full lips, she is the sexiest, most attractive woman I have ever known.
If Jane is the most attractive woman I have ever known, Carol certainly comes a close second, although I suspect Tom would put the order the other way round. She is a little shorter than Jane, and slimmer, but still has curves in all the right places. Her hair, which at that time she had dyed a deep red colour, was slightly longer than Janes. Her tits are a little smaller as well, but still absolutely perfect, with large nipples that really stand out when she's excited. She has several tattoos on her body as well, which I'd enjoyed exploring several times over the past few months.
"That sounds like a fabulous idea." I replied to Jane. "I assume she's already spoken to Tom about it."
"Yes, and he's definitely up for it. We just need to pick a few dates, organise the time off work, and find a suitable place."
The following day, the four of us all arranged holiday dates from our jobs. As soon as they were confirmed, I did some exploring online and found a perfect airbnb in Scotland. It was big enough for the four of us, and very secluded with no neighbours nearby, so we would have all the privacy we wanted to give us complete freedom.
Three weeks later, the day arrived for our week's holiday in Scotland. Tom agreed to drive and take his Range Rover, a large 4x4 car, so he drove round to Carol, then to us to pick us all up. There was plenty of room in the boot for the luggage, as well as inside the car for the four of us. Carol sat in the front next to Tom, while Jane and I sat in the rear seats.
After a while, conversation had died down, and we sat in a comfortable silence, listening to Radio 2 on the radio as we drove north on the M6 motorway. Tom was concentrating on the driving, while Carol, Jane and I were just looking out of our windows, watching the scenery flash by.
Jane leaned over to me and whispered in my ear. "I'm bored. Do you want to make this journey a little more interesting?"
"How are you going to do that?" I asked quietly, so that Tom and Carol couldn't hear.
"Let me show you." She whispered back, looking at me with a wicked gleam in her eye.
Tom and Carol hadn't noticed anything from the rear seat. They were still looking out of the front windows, so Jane reached over and slowly unzipped the fly on my trouser. Reaching inside, she pushed my shorts to one side and pulled out my cock. It was still soft at that time, but after giving me a broad smile, she leaned over and took my cock completely into her mouth. She started sucking, and running her tongue all around the head, and within moments I could feel it starting to grow inside her mouth.
We were doing our best to be as silent as possible, and I looked up at Carol and Tom, who still hadn't realised what was happening. Jane was totally focussed on giving me a gentle blowjob, and I was sure she didn't care if Tom and Carol noticed or not.
As my cock grew harder, she started to bob her head up and down on it, letting her mouth slide down until I could feel the head hit the back of her throat, then sliding slowly back up until just the tip was in her mouth. Her tongue was performing a dance around the tip and along the underside as she slid her mouth up and down. She held the bottom of it with two fingers wrapped around, slowly wanking me at the same time for some extra stimulation. I was happy just to lay back and relax, letting the pleasure wash over me, and enjoying every moment.
We were like this for a few minutes, and although we were trying not to attract any attention from the front of the car, Carol must have heard something because she eventually looked over her shoulder and realised what was happening.
"Bloody hell!" She said, laughingly. "You two don't waste any time, do you."
I smiled back at her. "Jane said she was bored. She often is on motorway journeys, so who am I to stop her trying to relieve her boredom."
