I parked the car outside her house under the light of a street lamp, and I put my arm around her and pulled her to me and kissed her. I had already decided that this was not going to be a long term relationship so, What the Hell!, I quickly put my hand over her left breast and started fondling it, undoing her blouse without delay and exposing her tits in a grey silk half cup brassiere. Jean seemed to enjoy this as the ardour of her kisses grew, so I thought "nothing ventured nothing gained" and I slipped my hand up her pleated skirt. Jean offered absolutely no resistance, in fact she slipped down in the seat and slightly opened her legs. I was surprised to find my hand slipping over stocking tops and on to naked thighs and then my fingers were on to her naked pussy as I found that she was wearing wide legged French knickers which offered no impediment to my gropings.
As soon as I touched her cunt her legs opened wide and she gave a sigh of contentment followed by some satisfied moans as I frigged on her clit and dipped two fingers deep into her wet slit. I lifted up her skirt and by the light of the street lamp could see that she was wearing grey silk matching French knickers and suspenders. All this had taken less than 5 minutes. A further 5 minutes and she was laying back in the front seat, which I had lowered, with her skirt up round her waist, the knickers round one ankle, her blouse open to the waist and her bra up round her neck, and I had by now three fingers buried deep in her eager cunt and my lips round the nearest tittie.