The cab ride! This is the next instalment of my Special Birthday. We start to delve more into fetishes, Hot Wife, and Cuckolding.
We leave the station hand in hand. There is a row of cabs and I go to the first one. You pull me back and keep walking.
We walk past every cab out into Fenchurch Street. You stand looking for a while up and down the road. You flag one cab down and as it stops you wave him on.
Another cab stops and the driver says, "Hello love, wanna ride?" with a cheeky grin. We get in and you give him the name of our hotel.
We settle into the journey with my hand caressing your stockinged thigh. I wonder how far you will let me go considering what you have just done on the train!
You ask if I'm ready for my next present? "Oh yes!" I say.
You stand up in the cab and bend over towards the hatch in the Perspex screen. You tell the driver we don't know London very well and can he take us on a bit of a tour.
I am a bit confused, considering how many times we had been up here. But I am intrigued as to what you have planned.
You take your coat off, your erect nipples clearly visible! You look to the front and ask if he can see. He shrugs as if he can't hear.
A red light comes on and he says, "Sorry love, the mic was off. I can hear now".