Road Sex

Shortly after my wife and I got married thirty years ago, we bought a home on the lake about an hour from the city. As most of our friends lived there, we went into the city often. One night on the way home, I started to rub her thigh. She put the seat back down, pulled up her dress, and took off her panties. I explored her private parts with my hand until she was satisfied. She reciprocated by unbuttoning my pants and sliding my package out. She started to give me oral until I completed. It took all I could do to keep the car on the road while traveling up the interstate at seventy miles per hour. We made this a steady ritual whenever we went into the city.

— Tyrone, 63