Author Note: This is a 2025 Valentine's Day Contest Story, so please vote if you enjoy.
Jason and Jenna Kenney celebrated their 10th anniversary last fall. They were a typical, reasonably attractive married couple - both worked office jobs, they had two dogs and they owned a desirable home in the suburbs.
Jenna was a couple years younger than Jason. Her sex drive had always been a bit lighter than her husband's. She had never been overly adventurous when it comes to sex. Jason respected her boundaries, and for him, the weekly encounters they had were consistently hot and fulfilling. She would put on something sexy for him, they would kiss... yada yada yada... she came and then he did, too.
Their plan for this Valentine's Day was to celebrate with dinner in a nearby college town followed by sex back at home. While discussing their plans, Jason half jokingly suggested that Jenna flash him during their 45 minute drive back home from the restaurant.
"I bet you'd like that, you perv!" she chuckled, quickly changing the subject. Jenna didn't really indicate to her husband if she was open to the concept or not. While Jenna may not have been completely familiar with all of Jason's kinks, she was fully aware that he was very fond of upskirts.
As they got ready for their date, Jason noticed that Jenna chose an unusual outfit for their meal. The black cotton dress with small, white polka dots she wore was very typical for Jenna. It was the bulky, heather grey yoga pants that she wore underneath the dress that caused Jason to raise an eyebrow. Those seemed to be a bit out of place for her.
The drive to the restaurant was uneventful. The restaurant was very busy, given the holiday. Jason ordered a ribeye and Jenna had salmon. Neither the service, nor the food was particularly memorable - good or bad. More than anything, it was simply nice to get out. Like most married couples, they were busy and didn't grant themselves a date night often enough.
They paid the bill and got in the car to drive home.
Jason was in the driver's seat and his wife sat in the passenger's seat. As they pulled out of the parking garage, Jason kept an eye on Jenna, silently hoping, without much expectation, that maybe, just maybe, she would satiate his inner perv and go bottomless on the drive home.
She did not.
Internally, Jason shrugged. If there was any disappointment that Jason felt, it was only minor. Regardless if he was getting a show or not, he was certainly going to fuck his wife when they got home.
As they continued to drive back, Jenna grew quiet. Jason stole peeks at her, and was increasingly convinced that she seemed nervous. He got the sense that maybe, just maybe, she was planning something.
His intuition proved to be right.
When they took exit 14A off of the interstate, Jenna murmured "...don't crash the car..." and then with one quick, swift, confident motion, removed her grey tights and panites.
Jason was shocked, but tried his best to keep it cool. He assured her through a big smile that he wasn't going to crash the car.