The cool fall air blew through Reba's red locks as Reba closed her eyes and laid her head back against the car's headrest, falling into a light sleep. They had a few days off before Reba's next concert, so the couple had decided to take a relaxing car trip along the coast, taking turns driving. Noticing his wife had fallen asleep, Narvel parked the car and quietly laid out food for them, folding the back seats down and creating a sort of a picnic in the car.
Once he had finished, he gently shook Reba awake, and she rose, rubbing her eyes and emitting a small yawn. Smiling, she thanked him with a tender kiss. Narvel patted his lap, motioning for her to join him on his lap, and she quickly did so. He had laid out a feast of finger foods and began to feed her. Dipping a plump strawberry in a container of whipped cream, he placed it at her mouth, letting her bite into the juicy fruit, and she let out a small moan of contentment. Grinning as he watched her eat, he gently slid down the strap of her sundress, kissing her bare shoulder. Narvel moved her long tresses off her neck, placing soft kisses along her neck and jawline. Reba shivered and leaned into him, allowing him to continue his sweet torture. Moving the remaining food out of the way, Reba turned in his lap and straddled him, facing him and kissing him full on the mouth. Narvel tenderly kissed her, laying her gently down on the flat seat, placing a soft blanket underneath her. Slowly, he ran his hands up her dress, unhooking her bra with one swift flick of his hands and pulling it off. He caressed her sides, moving slowly up her body to cup her breasts, eliciting a soft moan from her lips. Crossing her arms, she lifted her dress up over her head, pulling it off completely. Kissing her husband's soft lips, she unbuttoned his shirt and he pulled off his pants, throwing them off and tossing them into the pile of growing clothes. They lay in the back of the car until the windows completely steamed up, lost in their lovemaking…