The wonderful roadtrip home

It was a relaxing Saturday near the end of spring break. Lisa had been on summer break for the past week now and would have to be back at Saint Agnes first thing Monday morning, but for the moment, Lisa, her father David, and her mother Megan, were all walking towards a nice shady spot where they intended to sit down for a picnic lunch for the day. Lisa ended up picking a spot near a small creek with a tiny waterfall, the sound of running water comforting them as they laid down their blue and white checkered blanket and pulled out their lunches. It took only a matter of moments and there was soon a feast sitting in front of the three of them. Lisa quickly taking grapes and the occasional cheese cube.

“Honey, eat some turkey.” Megan said to her daughter. Lisa had a habit of eating lighter snack foods that would leave her with complaints of hunger as soon as the feast was safely tucked away.

“I already had a little,” Lisa replied.

“How about a sandwich?” David quickly countered. “You need to eat something other than just grapes.”

“But I’m not really hungry,” she whined.

“Well you won’t get to play Frisbee until you’ve had something more than grapes to eat,” David stated firmly. He knew they would be traveling later and didn’t want to have to stop on the way back to Vermont to stop and get something to eat, so he was determined to make sure she ate enough that she wouldn’t be complaining of hunger before they made it home.

“Okay already!” Lisa answered, slightly annoyed. She was quite fond of Frisbee and played often with some of her friends. There had once been some talk about trying to get her to join a team, but her interest never seemed quite enough to merit the trouble. The meal was soon finished and after everyone tucked away their food again, Lisa grabbed her favorite Frisbee. This particular one was rather old and slightly faded. She had received it for Christmas a few years back and loved it because it always seemed to fly in just the right direction. Lisa was a surprisingly good aim for her young age. Her love for the game had improved her aim and distance when throwing, but it was also partially because she found that her parents would often play longer if she didn’t make them run all over because of bad aim. Lisa let one cast fly just as a gust of wind came by causing the disc to fly a bit over David’s head, causing him to run after it. On his way back, he quickly bent over and pecked his wife on the lips, eliciting a quick “Eww!” from Lisa before they continued their game. The two could do nothing but chuckle at their daughter’s reaction. Several hours passed and they switched to catch for a little while and also took a dip in the creek, but still the afternoon pressed on and eventually they knew it was time to head home.

“Are you about ready to head out?” Megan asked, acknowledging their inevitable need to begin their journey home.

“I suppose so, we should get a move on before it starts getting dark.”

“Sweety, come help me grab our stuff so we can go,” Megan called out to her daughter. The three of them gathered their things and packed them into the car. Most of their stuff had already been packed earlier when they checked out of their motel room. They had rented a small trailer to attach to their Crown Victoria so that they would have plenty of space for the journey home. Driving from Florida to Vermont was not a trip to be made on minimal space, and they were happy to spend a few extra dollars in order to be able to comfortably drive home.

They soon were on the road and headed north on the busy lanes of the interstate, Lisa in the back seat Listening to music on her iPod and Megan cuddled up next to David’s side. After a couple of hours, Megan laid her head on his lap, her hair tucked behind her ear. David was not the most adventurous person when it came to their love life, but Megan made up for that all too well. Such a point could be demonstrated now as she gently placed her left index finger against David’s member, which was soon quite firm inside his pants. The unexpected touch tore David’s eyes away from the road for a moment as he glanced down at his wife; she had a wicked grin that betrayed the secret of her inner feelings of adventure and desire. David could do nothing but grin back as he returned his eyes to the road ahead of them.

As they passed the sign for the next state border, Megan unzipped David’s boxers and quickly slid her fingers inside, caressing his member through the thin fabric of his boxers. After a few moments of pleasurable torture, David felt the button of his pants suddenly pop open as his wife sought to free his member. He lifted his hips slight as she slid down his pants a little and fished his throbbing rod through his boxers. It was a pleasurable torment as David relished the teasing touch of his wife while fighting to maintain a normal composure. Megan’s fingers traced the length of the throbbing rod; up one side and down the other, painfully slow and pleasurably gentle.

“Hey!” Lisa cried out suddenly. David’s heart suddenly was beating a million beats a second as sudden panic rushed over him.