Our weekend had been very busy: three days vacationing on the Gulf coast with my wife, Annette, and our three children.

Now it was Sunday afternoon, and we were making the four-hour drive back to northern Mississippi in our minivan. It had started to rain hard, and as I drove everyone fell sound asleep, worn out from the events of the weekend.

About an hour into the drive, my wife awoke from her sleep. Annette is five-foot-five, with a perfectly tanned body, perky round tits, and an incredible ass. For this trip home she had on a dark-blue pleated skirt and a white silk blouse; the combination reminded me of a school uniform. Underneath this prim exterior she wore white lace panties and a matching bra.

I knew something was up by the devilish smirk on her face. She leaned over and whispered in my ear... Read More