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 ï>¿So help me, I swear this is a true story, and I am proud to share it.

   My wife is a petite brunette who is usually pretty shy and conservative.
I've learned over the years, though that a few drinks, music, and dancing
really loosen her up.  Earlier this summer we went to a local oyster bar to
hear a pretty good funk band.  I had somehow convinced her to wear one of
her lightweight and short dresses, which I think she looks damn hot in.

   As the night progressed we continued with a few more beers and were
dancing up a storm.  On a whim I told her to go into the bathroom and take
off her microscopic thong knickers.  She declined, and though I'm always
nice to my wife, for some reason I decided to act up a little, and I told
her in a stern voice "go do it now!" and pointed toward the bathrooms.  She
looked at me for a second, then marched off.  A few minutes later she came
back and slipped her knickers into my hand, which I noticed were damp.

   After a while we realized it was late and time to go, so we walked out
front to find a cab.  There were many others who had the same idea, and we
tried for 20 minutes with no success as the cabs drove right past us.  We
were getting frustrated, and so as the next cab approached, I decided to
try something.  As he approached, I stood behind my wife, and as his
headlights shone full on her, I flipped up her skirt, exposing her smooth
and moist pussy.  She kind of shrieked and pulled away from me, but the cab
stopped on a dime and we jumped in.  I apologized to her, but said "I had
to do what I had to do".  The driver told her "not to worry about it".

   She pretended to be mad, but soon we were making out in the back seat.
The driver switched the radio to a smooth R&B station as we drove.  I
slipped my hand under her skirt to find that her pussy was soaking wet.  I
played with her for a while, and felt her hand clutching my rock hard cock
through my jeans.

   At this point I decided to go for broke, and I told her to take her
dress off.  She looked at me with wide eyes in disbelief, and I repeated my
command, finishing with "NOW!", and she began to pull the dress over her
head.  I couldn't believe this was actually happening!  She has small perky
breasts, and so never wears a bra, which means that she was now completely
naked in the back seat of this cab.  As we drove along, the cab driver, an
attractive college age black man (the type for whom I know she has
fantasies) began growing bolder and bolder about stealing glances into the
back seat.

   I was frigging her clit, and she began to whimper.  I told her in a loud
voice (so the driver could hear) to spread her legs, and she complied,
sliding down in her seat and spreading wide open.  About then we pulled up
to a stoplight, and the street lights fully illuminated the whole interior
of the car.  All at the same moment I noticed the driver staring directly
into her gaping pink wet shaved pussy, and two guys in the car beside us
with their eyes wide open as they saw her bare tits.  I slipped my fingers
into her and she began to come, moaning out loud.

   I slipped my jeans down and commanded her to "suck my cock".  Again she
complied, swallowing my cock to the hilt, bobbing up and down and making
loud slurping noises.

   Suddenly we were at the house, and we had a decision to make.  My wife
looked at me and asked me what I wanted to do next.  I told her that we
should let him watch, so she asked the driver if he wanted to come in.

   He looked at his watch, looked uncomfortable, and finally concluded that
as much as he'd love to, he was new on the job and would for sure get fired
if he didn't get back immediately.  I said I understood, and handed him his
fare and a sizable tip as my wife slowly put her dress back on.  He pumped
my hand up and down forcibly, mumbling "Thank you thank you thank you" over
and over again.

   My wife and I went back inside and had some of the kinkiest and wildest
sex we'd ever had.  But that's another story....