I have explained before how my wife Sarah tells me about sexploits from her past, one of which occurred soon after her sixteenth birthday. She had gone to the birthday party of a younger cousin at the home of her Aunt and Uncle. I say “and Uncle”, and that is what she called him, but he was her Aunt’s second husband after the first marriage had ended in divorce. “Uncle” Jeff had arrived home at around ten o’clock on the Saturday evening, the party having ended and most of the young teenagers having been collected by their parents and taken home. Sarah was about to set off to catch the bus home when her Aunt insisted that now Jeff was back he would run her home. “Of course, “ said Jeff with Sarah standing in front of him. As he spoke Sarah felt his hand squeeze her bum, and realised that her Aunt couldn’t see him do it. She didn’t respond, but looked up at him, smiled and said, “thank you”. She said she just needed to pop to the loo, and after a couple of minutes she was back and ready to go. She thanked her Aunt for having her. “Any time darling,” said her Aunt, “you were a great help with the younger ones.” Sarah followed Jeff to his car and they drove off. It quickly dawned on Sarah that they were taking a longer route than was necessary. “Not going that way?” she said, pointing in the opposite direction. “Roadworks,” said Jeff, “and it will give us the chance to get to know each other. I got the impression that you wouldn’t object to that. Was I wrong?” “Not at all,” she said. “That might be nice” Jeff laughed and after a few minutes turned into a darkened empty car park near to a football pitch. He stopped the car and turned off the engine. Turning to her he said, “you’re a cheeky one, aren’t you? How old are you now? 17?” “16,” she said, “but I have been kissed - and more!” She giggled, and he reached across towards her. They kissed, Sarah’s tongue exploring his mouth before he could respond in kind. Jeff put his hand on her knee and slid it up her thigh. Sarah opened her legs as he did and he quickly discovered that she was not wearing any panties. She giggled again. “That’s why I went to the loo. No point in wearing what I didn’t need to.” Her hand found his cock straining against the zip of his trousers. It was soon in her hand and she was stroking it. “You know your way around,” he said. “You won’t be the first,” she said and kissed him again as he inserted two fingers inside her. She moaned and moved in rhythm to his thrusts and continued to stroke Jeff’s cock. “You don’t want to make a mess in your car, do you?” She said “What do you have in mind?” Jeff asked. “Put it in,” she said. “Put it inside me.” “I’m not going to cum inside you,” he insisted. “Well get out, and come round to my side,” Sarah said, surprising Jeff as she took charge. He did as she suggested and by the time he was at the passenger side, she was sitting on the edge of the seat, her legs wide apart with her feet on the ground. Jeff knelt down and pushed inside her, making her gasp. “That’s good,” she said breathlessly. “Fuck me Jeff. Fuck me hard.” He moved in and out of her rapidly and he felt his cum building up. She let out a stifled scream as her knees trembled and she felt herself cum. As she did, she felt him pull out. Sarah leaned forward and stroked him to his climax, as he angled the direction of the spurting creamy cum onto the car park surface. As he finished, she was out of the car, standing next to him. Sarah stood on tiptoe to reach up to him and kiss him again. “That was good,” she said. “I’d like to do it again sometime.” Sarah tells me these stories usually as we enjoy our own foreplay, and when she told me about this first time with Jeff I said, “I take it he wasn’t your first time.” She said that she had lost her virginity to her boyfriend Brian on her 16th birthday, but Jeff had been next. She said they did do it again and that she would tell me about that another time.