Waking up in our little Norfolk Cottage on day two of our week away, we felt totally relaxed and a million miles from our normal hectic family life. Usually I would be rushing off to work, and Laura would be getting exhausted looking after the demands of a six-month-old as well as trying to look after the home.

After a relaxing lay-in, we went downstairs to breakfast with Laura's parents, and over some toast, we chatted about what we wanted to do that day. Laura and I decided that we would stay at the cottage; it would be easier to manage with Charlotte, and we could just chill, watch a bit of television, and hopefully catch up on some sleep whenever Charlotte went down to sleep.

Laura's parents said that they wanted to pop out to visit a nearby town and would probably take in a few shops too. They said that they would be back around five so that we could all have dinner together later that evening.

The day passed quickly, and it was a real pleasure to have a genuine break, no pressure of work, and not having to worry about anything other than relaxing. During the afternoon we watched a film and cuddled up on the sofa with Charlotte asleep in her crib.

The film was pretty uneventful, and I found my mind wandering to the previous evening and the events at the beach. As my thoughts turned to the mysterious stranger, I realised that I was running my hands over Laura's legs and gradually moving to the hem of her skirt.

Laura sensed my aroused state and said, "Are you thinking about last night?"

"I can’t get it out of my mind," I replied.

To my surprise, Laura said, "Me too," and gave a little giggle.

"Shall we do it again tonight, I mean drive to the beach?" I asked, hoping that Laura would want to take our adventure a little further.

She reached out for the bulge in my trousers, and with her left hand, she squeezed my now-hard cock and said, "Looks like you think we should."

I couldn't deny it; my cock stiffened every time I thought about how I had exposed Laura’s pussy to a complete stranger and how she had encouraged the guy to stare at her swinging tits as he jerked off.

At around four thirty that afternoon, Sue and Roger returned from their shopping trip. They were excited to tell us all about their day and to show us a couple of gifts that they had bought for Charlotte. There was a lovely sleep suit and an automatic rocking device that fixes to the pram and rocks it without you having to touch the pram—absolutely amazing.

Anyway, they asked what we had been up to, and to be honest, we didn’t have much to say as we had simply relaxed all day. They then said that they had also bought some lovely steak for dinner that evening, and Sue was going to cook so that we wouldn’t need to do anything. Roger said, “So if you guys want to pop out to the beach for a while, we’re ok here, and we can look after Charlotte no problem.”

My heart skipped when I heard this, and Laura and I both looked at each other with a little knowing glance. I think we had both simultaneously thought about the previous encounter with the stranger and associated going to the beach with being naughty.

Laura jumped in. “That would be great if you really don’t mind; we have been in all day, and it would be great to get some fresh air and watch the sunset again.”

We promised to be back for around seven, and with that, we jumped in the car and found ourselves driving back to the same car park as the previous night. When we arrived, it was empty again, and I made a point of parking up in the same space at the far end of the car park. Once we were parked, we sat there chatting, first about the day and the nice gifts that her parents had bought, and then we spoke about whether we might see our stranger again.

Laura said, “Are you feeling horny?”

“I’m feeling naughty,” I replied, reaching across to Laura’s top and reaching in to cup her swollen tits. As I massaged her tits, I could tell it was having the desired effect as Laura began to slump in the seat a little, unbuttoning her top to provide me easy access.

She then reached out and rubbed my cock through my trousers, feeling the hardening outline of my cock. “I think I need to see what’s on offer,” she said with a smile as she eased the zip down on my jeans.

It was only moments before we had resumed the same position as the previous day, with Laura’s head in my lap as she knelt up on the passenger seat. She lowered her mouth to my cock and began the most gentle and erotic blowjob I have had for years.

It was clear that being in the car park rather than the privacy of our bedroom was having an effect on us both; we felt like naughty teenagers. The extra thrill of being in public and the risk someone might see were fuelling our passion.

Laura lifted her head from my cock and said, “Is anyone there?”

I immediately looked out of the car windows to see if I could spot our stranger in the bushes, but it seems that we were alone.

“No, I can’t see anyone,” I said, and Laura returned to sucking my cock. I was not sure if Laura wanted to know if anyone was there in case she needed to stop and we should cover ourselves up, or if she wanted someone to be there and to watch her in action.

I got my answer pretty quickly, as she stopped sucking me and sat up, removing her top completely and unfastening her bra, letting her tits flop out in full view, and saying, “Well, maybe this may encourage them out of hiding.”

My cock went from hard to granite! Laura was behaving like a real slut and clearly wanted to put on a show. I reached over and tugged at her skirt, saying, “Well, in that case, you may as well get comfortable and take this off too.”

She put up no objection, and with a bit of careful manoeuvring, in the confined space of the car, she eased out of her skirt and sat there in just her panties, her milky tits on full display. Reaching over once again, she went down on me; I was in heaven and started to caress her pantyclad arse as she sucked me.

In an instant, my heart skipped about five beats; there was the guy!. I could see him out of the passenger side window; it was the same man, probably about forty-five, maybe 50, and dressed casually, although the most striking feature was that his trousers were undone and he was busy rubbing a hardening cock while staring directly at Laura’s upturned arse in her little cotton knickers.

“His here” is all I could say, and Laura immediately knew what that meant. She made no attempt to stop sucking me or to move her arse away from the window; she simply carried on sucking my cock like a woman possessed. I made eye contact with the stranger, and it was clear that we both were getting gratification from the situation.

I reached around to Laura’s rear and eased my fingers under the gusset of her pants and began to fingerfuck her, not just for her pleasure or mine, but knowing the pleasure it was giving to the stranger.

Laura lifted her head off my cock again and muttered, “Can he see me?”

“Yes, him and his cock,” was my answer.

Laura said, “I can’t believe we are doing this, but fuck it is so turning me on.”

“Let’s give him something to really get his pulse racing,” I said as I eased Laura’s knickers down over her arse and to her knees, exposing her completely to the stranger.

Laura was just as turned on as me, and she promptly sat up a little in the seat, looked at the stranger, and then slipped her knickers all the way down her legs and removed them. Then gave him a wink as she went back to sucking my rock hard cock.

As she sucked hard, she deliberately pushed her arse into the air, giving our friend a perfect view of her pussy as it glistened with her juices. I was frantically driving my fingers deep inside her, and we were both at boiling point. The thought of the pleasure we were giving the stranger was driving us wild and making us behave even more filthy.

The guy moved closer to the passenger window, and my hard cock took over my mind, and without hesitation I used the button on my side of the car to lower Laura’s window all the way down to give the guy a clear and unobstructed view.

The sudden rush of fresh air into the car made Laura fully aware that I had opened the window, but she did not stop her worship of my cock. The guy was now directly outside her window, and looking intently at Laura’s pussy and occasionally at me, I guess to gauge my reaction.

I looked at him as I fingered Laura’s sopping pussy and gestured for him to join in. Without hesitation, he reached forward and gently ran his hand over Laura’s arse and down to her very wet slit. As I removed my own fingers from Laura, they were immediately replaced by the strangers.

This situation was so intense, Laura realised straight away that it was not me fingering her, as I now had one hand on the back of her head and the other under her, massaging her swinging tits. She was so excited; she didn’t flinch but simply reacted to the attention the stranger was giving her pussy. He was rubbing her clitoral area and then plunging his fingers up to the knuckles in her warm, wet, married hole.

The guy was stroking his cock with one hand and pleasing Laura with the other. I was watching him use my wife as she continued to suck my cock. I didn’t know just how far Laura wanted to take this situation, but I know I was getting off on seeing her being such a slut for another guy.

I asked her, “Honey, do you want to suck him?”

Laura lifted her head and said, “Are you ok with this?”

I told her, “Fuck yes, this is my fantasy; I love you being a slut; I want you to enjoy yourself.”

With that, Laura lifted her head from my lap and sat back up in her seat, the guy stepping back a little as she moved. She looked at him and gestured for him to move forward again. All the time I was busy tugging at my cock and at the same time trying not to cum too early.

The guy reached Laura’s open window with his cock sticking straight ahead, and without hesitation she reached out to take hold of his cock in her left hand, leaning out of the window to engulf his cock with her mouth.

I nearly blew my load on the spot; I could believe this was happening. My wife was naked, giving head to a total stranger as I watched. The guy was enjoying the attention and telling Laura that she was a great cock sucking slut. This dirty talk seemed to spur her on as her head bobbed up and down on his cock.

We were all nearly at our climax, and the guy said, “Fuck babe, I’m going to cum soon," his head rolling back in ecstasy. Laura took her mouth from his cock and began to jerk it onto her large, milky tits. I watched as the stranger reached his climax and shot a huge load right over Laura’s tits as she milked every drop. When his climax had finished, Laura leant forward once again and sucked the last bits of cum from the tip of his now softening cock.

I was so busy watching this amazing spectacle that I hardly realised that I had cum too, virtually at the same time as the stranger, but instead of covering my wife’s tits, my load had gone all down my trousers and over the centre console of the car.

There was a bit of an awkward silence as the guy stepped back, looking at Laura and I in the car. I don’t know what made me do it, but I reached over Laura and handed her knickers to the guy through her window, which he grabbed, thanked us both, and quickly moved back into the bushes.

Wow, we looked at each other, Laura naked and covered in strangers cum, and me with a softening spent cock and cum all over my trousers. We kissed, and I could taste the guys cum on Laura's lips. After a shortwhile, we started to tidy ourselves up. Laura stepped out of the car briefly to pull on her skirt and replace her bra and top. She hadn’t even attempted to clean off the guys cum from her tits; she had just pulled her blouse over the top. I cleaned my trousers as best I could and wiped the car centre console with some baby wipes that were on the back seat.

It was nearly seven o'clock, and I started the engine and began the short trip back to the cottage. On route, I said to Laura, “That was amazing, honey, so fucking hot.”

She looked at me and said, “Are we ok? You didn’t mind it going that far?”

“Fuck yes, honey, it was so fucking hot watching you suck that guy off and him playing with your pussy. I know it sounds a bit weird, but I don’t think I have ever been so turned on as I was watching you with another guy.”

Laura put her hand inside her top and rubbed some of the guys cum onto her finger and then looked directly at me as she licked her finger clean, saying, “I enjoyed it too; I could get used to being a slut.”

We pulled up at the cottage and went inside to be greeted by Sue and Roger. They asked if we had enjoyed our trip to the beach, and we revelled in the naughtiness of having polite conversation about the sunset and the waves while Laura stood there with no knickers on and the cum of a stranger drying on her tits.

Dinner was already on the table, so we had no time to clean ourselves up further and simply sat at the table with her parents and tried to get through the meal as best we could, whilst all the time we both had racing heartbeats from the recent memory of what had just taken place.

I kept looking at Laura’s parents, wondering what they would think if they knew that their daughter was sitting there with the cum of a stranger on her, having just sucked off a guy who could be twice her age, and all while I sat watching and wanking. The situation was making my cock stiffen again.

We finished dinner and made our excuses to go up to our room. We said that we needed to bathe Charlotte before bed and also that we were going to freshen up. On the way up the stairs, I was behind Laura and couldn’t help but run my hand up her legs to her bare pussy as I followed her; she was still incredibly wet.

After getting Charlotte ready for bed and popping her in her crib, we got into the shower together, I got hard as hell to see the dried cum all over Laura’s tits and took pleasure in washing her down, soaping those lovely tits, and wiping the cum from them. I also apologised for giving her knickers away to the stranger, and we had a little laugh as Laura said, “There’s plenty more where they came from.”

Later in bed, we began to talk about what had happened and agreed that we had both enjoyed it and, given the opportunity, we wanted it to continue. It was our holiday, and we felt that being away from home we could make the most of the opportunity to push our boundaries. At home is our normal family life, where we have to live by our usual values and morals; however, whilst we are away, we want to live out fantasies and explore our limits.

As we fell asleep, I think we were both wondering what the next day would bring.