Breakfast the following morning was late.

Peggy watched her son closely, trying to detect any shame on his good-looking face. She saw none – she saw a composed young boy. The one who was acting differently was Carolyn.

Carolyn had always been bubbling immediately after waking up, but this morning she was more so. Chattering and teasing her brother, she kept flashing saucy eyes at Peggy. Later, repacking the suitcases to finish up their trip, Peggy dressed lightly, wearing a pair of shorts and a tight t-shirt. It would be another hot day, and she felt it would be more comfortable. When she saw her son getting ready to put on jeans, she hauled out his cut-offs, telling him they would be cooler.

Carolyn slipped into a becoming sun-suit, with wide legs but tight about her perky little titties. Peggy observed the way her daughter was looking at her, then at her brother, and began to suspect Carolyn had not been asleep last night. At least not all the time. Those blue eyes flashed and twinkled mischievously, and there was a mysterious little smile on her pretty mouth when she looked at Ricky.

Ricky and Carolyn jumped into the back seat, and Peggy thought that strange. Usually, when they weren't tired and wanted to nap in the car, one rode in front with her.

Back on the highway, Peggy drove at a good clip. She felt very good. Last night was the first time in a long time she had felt a hard cock up her cunt, fucking her. Her pussy still tingled, it seemed. She turned the radio on, and after half an hour or so, she listened to Ricky and Carolyn giggling and playing around. Glancing in the rear view mirror, she saw them, tickling each other. Peggy didn't like it when they played in the car, but she said nothing about it now.