My wife and I decided to go out for a night on the town last Friday so we drove to a nightclub we'd heard some good things about. We arrived at 10pm and proceeded to dance and have the occasional glass of rum 'n cola. Sabrina, my lovely wife was dressed in a knee-length black skirt with a slit up one side, a sexy little spaghetti strap silk top, thigh-high fishnet stockings and a strapless bra. It was the perfect outfit to attract attention from most of the males in the club and my wife was enjoying being a tease.
We hadn't realised how late it was until the DJ called the last dance for the night at 3am. We finished the last dance and decided that we were too drunk to risk driving home so we called a cab. We stumbled outside to wait for our ride to arrive. The Taxi pulled up right in front of us within 15 minutes and we climbed in and told him we lived across town about 1 and a half hours drive.
When we arrived I reached for my wallet and realised that I'd left it in our car. Sabrina had no pockets to check for money so I asked the cab driver if he would take us back into town to my car so I could get some money to pay him. He was a fat middle-aged Indian man with a sour face and he told me that we already owed him $85 dollars. He said he was going to call the cops unless we paid him immediately.
I asked my wife if there was any money in the house but she shook her head and said that there was only a small amount of coin. I turned to the driver and asked if there was any way we could make a deal without involving the law. He turned his lecherous eyes on my drunk wife and said without hesitation, "Let me have her for a while and we'll have a deal!"
I refused immediately and he reached for his radio to call the cops. I pulled him to the side and said quietly so my wife couldn't hear, "How about playing with her tits? Will that be enough for you?" He shook his head and suggested a blow job. I said no and again he reached for the radio. I pleaded with him not to do this and he turned to me and stated that this was his last offer, he wanted to finger fuck my wife until she came and be allowed to suck and fondle her breasts.
I nodded and then turned to my wife who was leaning against the car a little groggily. I told her that the driver would wipe the fare if she'd let him play with her a little. She asked what he wanted to play and I told her to just do as he told her. She smiled innocently and said she would play as best she could.
Rahiji (the driver) told my wife to turn around so her back was to him. As soon as she was facing away he reached up under her skirt quickly and pulled her panties down to her ankles. My wife bent forward to retrieve her panties and as she done so Rahiji thrust his hand between her legs and cupped her bare pussy. Sabrina looked at me for help and was puzzled when I just stood there.
Rahiji told my wife to move closer to the open drivers door and to turn toward him and raise her left leg up onto the drivers seat. My wife obeyed slowly and positioned herself as she was told, this allowed Rahiji full and easy access to my wife's vagina. Rahiji raised his hand to his lips and sucked each of his fingers leaving a lot of saliva on each one and then lowered his hand and slid it between my wife's open legs.
