"What the fuck was going on?" his brain screamed at him. Suddenly instinct took over. He could not let the van disappear, he had to follow it, get her... back somehow...somehow. With the thoughts racing through his head he leapt into the drivers seat of the Jag.Turning the key he felt the big car come to life and slammed the lever into "drive". The wheels screeched on the tarmac as he floored the accelerator and sped off in search of his wife. The driver of the van was watching his side mirrors. She jumped at the first tiny bite then pressed down against him and her finger found its familiar mark. Slowly, methodically, her finger slid deeper between her lips, pressing hard against her clitoris, reaching for her opening and her back arched in anticipation.Higher he moved until his mouth brushed fractions of an inch from her lips... nipping at the soft vee at the top of her legs and her finger gently circled the rim of her opening, wanting so to enter, prolonging the pleasure.His tongue. He could hear her heart pounding away in her chest as she sat there his arms around her. She placed her arms over his, it felt good to be in his arms. All this time they had known each other and she never would have thought he would think about her like that. All this time and she didn’t know how good of a friend he really was. He was about to let go when she turned and kissed his neck. “Thank you for finally telling me.” He turned and looked into her pretty green eyes. A tear ran down her. ... and she said, "it's still warm and it's filling up my ass crack!" We had to time our return right, so I went ahead of her.... so happy with my deposit for her. She arrived a couple of minutes later, acting as though nothing had happened. Soon after, we all gathered our things and headed out to the parking lot. She walked in front of me, that black bikini bottom again taunting me with each step she took. she had put a cover up on, so only the bottom part of her ass was showing but through.