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A little more than three years after my wife KK and I were actively engaged in hot wife activities, we had a hot, kinky adventure during a trip to southern California.
We had a rented Dodge convertible (I think a Sebring or something similar). On a Saturday afternoon, we attended a business reception together, hosted at a winery west-northwest of town. KK was wearing a sexy wrap-style dress, nude-tone stockings, and a lacy panty, bra, and garter set, along with a pair of taupe mid-heel pumps, combined with her "business" jewelry, a strand of pearls and matching earrings. Classy but sexy...
Toward the end of the reception, KK was hitting the wine pretty heavy, got a little drunk, a little bitchy (complaining of boredom and hunger), and a little frisky. I decided it was time to leave, curious to see if I could get to KK's submissive side, since the wine had probably reduced her inhibitions.
On the way out, I hold KK that she was being such a brat, she needed a spanking for complaining so much. Of course, KK balked at the notion, daring me to act upon the idea. We got into the car, continuing the back-and-forth - I kept pushing on her, finally telling KK that what she needed was a really good fucking. She said, "I like that idea, but who's going to fuck me? You?"
I took it as a challenge, responding, "Maybe, maybe not - I have an idea of how we'll get you a good fucking though..." I saw a sign indicating that there was a rest stop ahead. I pulled off the highway, into the rest stop, which was largely deserted. KK said, "What the fuck are we doing here? Bird watching?"