[Saddledrifter]

Well, I can tell you that it doesn't take much imagination. My wife was at a bar and very tipsy. She didn't have a bra or any panties on. She asked if i cared if she danced while I was gone to the restroom if a good song came on. I said, "Sure." I had not even reached the restroom when "Sweat Home Alabama" started playing. I knew she would be up and dancing to that. She had worn a black button up the front see through blouse that night with a mini-skirt. I was in the restroom about five minutes. By the time I came out, a slow song had cranked up and was almost finished. She was on the dance floor with a stranger. Of the five buttons on her blouse, only one at the bottom was still buttoned. Her boobs were handing out of the open top. Then i spotted the guy's hand down under her skirt finger-fucking her right on the dance floor. She saw me about that time and pulled away from him. I heard her say, "I can't do this." Then she walked over to me and said, "Let's go home." I agreed and took her outside to the car. I pulled her shirt off, because after we drink heavily, I like to feel her boobs all the way home during the car ride. She got in the passenger seat, but I grabbed her right leg and pulled it out toward me. With her spread eagled, I inserted my finger to find her pussy tripping wet. I pulled her other leg toward the car door, and then pushed her upper body down to the seat.

There she was topless and spread-eagled and pamtiless with me standing there straddling her two legs. I fingered her good. Whenshe was about to climax from the fingering, I dropped ,y trousers while standing there between her two legs and fucked the shit out of her.