I was getting out of the shower when I realized you were back from the store, since we were on vacation I wondered what you were up to. You came into the bathroom as I was drying off saying "I picked out your clothes I want you to wear tonight when I take you out." I just smiled, no big deal sometimes when it was a surprise you would pick things out so I didn't have a tantrum about not knowing where we were going or what to wear. I finished drying off and went into the bedroom to see what you had picked. Laying on the bed was a loose fitting spaghetti strapped tank top in white, next to it was a skirt in black.
"Only wear what's on the bed, nothing else" you called from the other room.
Wait a minute, I thought to myself a top and a skirt, where in the hell is the rest of it. OK, so maybe we are just going for a drive, no way would he let me wear this in public. I put on the top, it was very loose. No bending over, I thought to myself or I am going to really be falling out and is this see through? Next the skirt, OK now this is really short, definitely no bending over, I hope it isn't breezy this thing will fly up. Just a drive, no way is he letting me walk around in this. I slipped my feet into the little sandals I had been wearing for most of our vacation.
I went out to where you were waiting for me in the other room, you smiling a cocky smile at me. "Cute outfit you picked for me. Are we just going for a drive?"
"Just dinner, something easy" you said smiling a little bigger. Now he's teasing me, I think to myself. Always ready to follow your lead I smile back and say "OK then I am ready to go."
Walking out the door the breeze caught the bottom of the skirt lifting it up. Seeing it happen you smacked my ass on the way out the door. I just looked back at you and laughed. Climbing into the rental car the skirt flipped up again, I slid my hands down to smooth it out in case anyone was looking. You just gave a little laugh.
"So, where are we going?" I ask you. You just look over at me and smile. The wind coming in from the windows had my skirt lifting higher up.
You look over and tell me to put one finger in my pussy so you can have a quick taste. As I am sliding the first finger in, you tell me to add two more, never one to question I slide them in as we pull up to red light. You look over next to the truck next to us and notice the man driving can see in and is watching me finger my pussy. He glances over to you and smile up at him, telling me to lean back and keep my fingers deep inside me. I close my eyes and lean back. It feels so good I tell you and ask you if you want your taste yet.
"No, not yet" you answer me, driving again now that the light change. You give a slight laugh seeing the truck that was next to us is still sitting there in the turn lane.
"Make sure you go slow, I don't want you to cum." Hearing this I give a little whimper, slipping my thumb over my wet clit. We come up to the next intersection as the light is just turning red.
"Now I want my taste" you tell me. I sit up and kneel in the seat leaning over to you. You tell me to suck on one finger and kiss you and let you taste it off of my tongue. I swirl my tongue around in your mouth. I feel the breeze on my ass and look back behind me and notice we are drawing attention, I quickly sit down.
"You still two more fingers to go and I want them." I reach across and let you suck on them. I love the way you suck on my fingers and gently bite the tips letting them go from your mouth.
I settle back in my seat and ask you again where we are going. You tell me not much longer and to relax. You found this place while you were out earlier.
We pulled into the parking lot of this little bar & grill. "You know this looks a lot like a biker bar to me" I say.
"It's not really, just a little hole in the wall. Nice and quiet besides I hear their drinks are cold and the food is good. Trust me." I look at you closely and get out of the car. We start to walk in, my skirt keeps flipping up I reach my hands down to hold it in place, you smile reach out and grab my hand and tell me to just let it go it isn't working. We walk in holding hands, I glance around seeing there are only a handful of people, they don't even notice us. Perfect, I think to myself, knowing how I look at the moment, my hair a little wild from the ride over and my nipples hard. We sit down in a corner booth and you order us a couple drinks, as neither of us are really hungry.
You spot a pool table in the back room and ask me if I am up for a game. I look down at myself and look up at you and say "Are you sure?".
"Sure, we'll even make it interesting," you say smiling just a little.
"Ok, what bet are you making tonight?" I respond laughing.