"Pull your cock out" were the first words out of her mouth
As I looked out the windows of the Saab 9-7 I was suddenly struck by the number of other commuters that surrounded us. The clear view I had of their grooming habits and musical preferences, along with the cool breeze, reminded me that our windows and sun roof were open.
She was unmoved as I explained to her that I was in the middle of driving our SUV down a busy freeway. She was equally unimpressed as I reminded her that driving is not my greatest skill-set, even at my most attentive.
"Stop stalling - I won the bet and I get 24 hours of you doing anything I tell you to do. That time started as soon as you got in the car. Now pull that beautiful cock out!!"
Her smile was ever-present and as intoxicating as the day I first saw her. Time and marriage have not changed my admiration of her beauty not my desire to please her. My mind drifted to the many wonderful memories of our life together, including the little bets we like to make with one another. While we quickly forget what the bet was on we always remember the resulting payoff.
In this instance, the payoff was my beautiful wife allowing her mind to run wild and letting her libido be free of restraint. Right now that libido was demanding the release of my cock from its comfy confines.
As one hand guided the Saab down the road, my other hand unzipped my tan cargo shorts and pulled my hardening cock out for all to see - anyone above our sunroof anyway.
"And your balls, pull them out too.......That's a very good boy"
She leaned over in the seat and slid my cock in her warm mouth, licking the underside of the helmet and gently rubbing my balls. She has always know my weaknesses and today she was going straight to them.
My eyes closed in pleasure until I realized I was still driving. As I tried my best to regain my composure she took the length of my cock until I felt my head touch the back of her throat. Looking out the side window I saw a man smiling and looking in as he drove by. I realized that I was now driving 15 miles under the speed limit and swerving like a frat boy after homecoming.
As she lifted her head slowly off my crotch, my glistening wet cock was at full attention. With her lips hovering over it, she drooled over the head and smiled as her spit dripped down each side.
"Stroke your cock....Now!"
My hand immediately dropped into my lap; my fingers encircling my hardness. As I moved up and down I felt her fingers again gently touch the underside of my scrotum and testes.
"Faster dear, stroke it faster"
As I heeded her words, I felt the beginnings of my balls tightening, a sure sign of things to come.
"Good - I feel you getting closer. Keep stroking and let me see you swell"
Her grin resembled a Cheshire Cat as the pre-cum began to ooze and my breathing became short and shallow. She then bent back over, removed my hand and ran her tongue along the slit, tasting me.
"Mmmmm - That tastes wonderful. That will do for now"
And with that statement she placed me back inside my shorts and sat back in her seat, relaxed and proud of herself.
I, on the other hand, focused back on the road in front of me and worked to regain my composure. With my horniness now in the forefront of my mind, I glanced over to her and saw what I can only describe as contentment. A confident woman; happy with where she was today and excited about the future.
The next 23 hours and 37 minutes were going to be very interesting indeed!
"...to be continued..."