My fiancΓ©, Sue and I went on one of my many business trips I have each year. She had some time off from her job as a legal secretary and my room was booked and paid for by the company, so we saw it as a way of vacationing together while holding down the expenses. Instead of flying to our destination for the three day conference, we made a week of it by driving.
It was a twelve hour drive so we decided we'd drive six hours each day and then get a room and go out for dinner and drinks. On our first day taking off I tried to get her to flash a few truck drivers along the way. She never did and I didn't really expect her to, but it always got us talking about sex and made the miles fly by. I did manage to finger fuck her when no one was around and got blow jobs if we traveled at night.
"Would you actually enjoy having a trucker see me naked?" she asked me.
"Actually, I'd enjoy having anyone see you naked."
"Oh my God! You really would?"
"Absolutely!"
"But, why?"
"I don't know exactly. I fantasize about it. It turns me on something vicious."
Sue is 5'7" and weighs 120 lbs. She has beautiful tits, 34B, with pointed nipples and a bubble ass. Her most amazing asset, in my opinion, are her full pussy lips that engorge and run wet whenever she's turned on.
She reached over and started rubbing my cock while asking, "What else lights your fire, baby?"
"Ask me no questions, I'll tell you no lies," I replied as the drive kept getting more fun.
"No, really, what else do you fantasize about me?"
"Seriously?"
"Why, is it something kind of far out there or illegal or something?"
"No, nothing like that. I'm not sure how you'll react if I tell you."
"You gotta tell me now!" she said.
"Why do I gotta?"
"Because I'll always wonder now if you don't tell me."
"I'd better keep it to myself," I teased her. "I don't want to mess up our vacation before we get a good start on it."
"Look, I promise I won't get mad or use it against you if you're just honest with me." My cock was fully hard by now, the talk seemingly pushing all spare blood to it. I just gave her a look that said, "Are you sure about that?"
"Please," she whined.
"Okay, first answer this. What's my favorite part of your anatomy?"
"My cunt, as you so crudely refer to it."
"Correct. My hottest fantasy involves watching someone sliding a huge cock in and out of your juicy cunt." Her mouth dropped open, but she kept rubbing my cock.
"That's never going to happen, and you know it."
"I know. I didn't say I expected it to. I'm just saying it's my hottest fantasy."
"Do you think about that when we're making love?"
"No, I think about that when we're fucking." She laughed.
"How long have you been fantasizing about this?"
"Since the first time I got a close up look at those lips of yours."
"Not the ones on my face, I presume."
"Give the lady a prize."
As I said, the hours just flew by until we both decided to get a room and go out for a while. We pulled off the Interstate to a decent sized town and got a motel room. We showered together, fucked like rabbits and showered again.
I watched as she was getting ready for dinner. It was really warm out so she donned a short skirt and a tube top. I whistled and she just looked at me and licked her lips.
You know, there's only one thing that would make that outfit hotter."
"What, high heels?"
"Probably, but I was thinking no panties."
"Right! You'd probably lift my skirt and show me to somebody."
"Nope, just you and I would know. Who knows, if the place has table cloths, I might be able to discreetly put my finger inside you." I saw her breath catch when I said that.
"You promise nothing crazy?"
"Promise."
She paused for a moment before reaching under her skirt and pulling off her panties.
"Am I a commando now?"
I laughed and said, "No, you're GOING commando now."
We drove along the main drag through town looking for a restaurant. I reached over and pushed my hand beneath her skirt and slipped my first two fingers into a surprisingly wet pussy. I quit fingering her as we pulled into an Italian restaurant she pointed out. "They'll probably have table cloths," she said. They did, but they were the short vinyl kind that wouldn't hide anything.
The food was excellent by way of compensation. We had drinks before, during and after our meal and had a nice little glow going by the time we left.
"Look," she said after getting in the car.
I looked where she was pointing. There was a small movie theatre playing a triple X movie. It wasn't like an adult bookstore. It was an actual theatre.
"Shall we?" I asked her.