My wife, Anna, is an Asian beauty with ample breasts and olive skin.

We’ve been married four years, and we love sex. As far as we are concerned, just about anything goes.

One day I selected an outfit for her to wear for our night out. It consisted of white stockings, a garter belt, and lacy white panties and corset. I left a note asking her to wear the lingerie and nothing else but her white three-quarter-length fur coat, and to meet me in front of our house. I pulled up and there she was, her black hair blowing in the wind, in beautiful contrast to the white coat and the naughty outfit concealed beneath. Her eyes sparkled as they always do when we are about to embark on one of our sexual escapades.

Anna blew me a sexy kiss and gave a quick flash of her near-naked body. She looked so good and I was so ready, I almost came right then. When she reached the car, I told her it would be faster if we took the subway.

So away we went. I led her through a couple of subway cars before I found one empty enough to suit my purposes. Anna caught on to my plan and grabbed my cock through my slacks. There was a businessman at the other end of the car. He couldn’t help but stare as our actions grew more daring. I told Anna to take off her coat, and she did, revealing her perfect body and tantalizing undergarments. I’d selected white stockings for her because I knew they would get filthy from the subway floor, where she now kneeled, greedily deep-throating my nine-inch cock. She rubbed my erection all over her face, pausing now and then to lick the pre-come that oozed from the tip, not caring if the suit or anyone else got an eyeful.

He in fact had crept closer, watching every move she made. He’d released his own prick and was stroking himself with one hand while trying to conceal the deed with his briefcase.

Now, my wife gives some of the best head in this world. I suddenly had an idea that would escalate this session from voyeurism to audience participation, and called out to the horny square, “Would you like a blowjob?”

He didn’t know what to say. The guy put his briefcase on the floor and revealed his penis. I pulled out a condom and handed it to him. My wife snatched it, ripped open the package, and rolled it onto his stiff prick. I know she loves sucking off other men, and she knows I love watching. I pulled down her panties, which were soaked with her juices, and stuck them in the guy’s pocket as a souvenir.

I plunged my cock into my wife’s juicy pussy from behind. Within seconds the guy shot his load, and after a few quick thrusts, I filled my wife’s cunt with hot jism.

We were approaching our stop and barely had time to grab Anna’s coat and run off the train. As for the businessman, we left him alone in the car, smiling. God, I love this woman!