This is the story of what happened to me in late September when my wife and I went down to Florida.

First let me explain that we are from New England, and although we do some sexually daring things, being away from home meant we could really let our hair down and enjoy ourselves. My wife is five-three, with outstanding legs, a decent ass and nice tits, all complemented by natural blonde hair. As we drove down I-95, things got real boring, so I suggested a blowjob.

Sure enough, when we hit the Georgia-Florida border, Lucille unzipped my pants. My cock was full of life, and she immediately started sucking away like mad. We were passing trucks, cars and vans, and nobody seemed to mind. In fact, some of the trucks tried to keep up with us. If you’ve ever enjoyed a complete blowjob while behind the wheel, you know how exciting it is to have truck drivers peer into the car. When I was ready to shoot my load, my wife repositioned herself so that she could deep-throat me. This sent me over the top. I’ll tell you, she loves to swallow!

While on holiday my wife did not wear a stitch of underwear, and to top things off, she shaved her pussy as smooth as a baby’s ass. We would go out to nightclubs where she would show herself off, like letting her ass be seen when she lifted her little skirts.

One night we went to this Italian restaurant a little ways out of town. This restaurant has an elevator that goes from the receptionist downstairs to the Maitre D’ on the second floor. The elevator is all glass on one side, so you can see out as you go up.

As soon as the elevator door closed, Lucille bent over and pulled my cock out of my pants and sucked it until the doors of the elevator opened. I got my cock back into my pants just in time. Needless to say, anyone driving down the main road outside as I was getting sucked was treated to quite a sideshow.

Once we were seated, my wife removed her heels and rubbed her foot on my cock. Luckily, we were seated at a corner table and the tablecloth was hanging way down so that no one could see her foot doing its thing. The waiter came over, and we ordered drinks and appetizers. I opened my pants to let my cock out. Lucille then proceeded to give my dick the ultimate foot-job. We were interrupted once by the waiter, who gave us our drinks, but my wife continued as if he wasn’t even there.

After about five minutes or so I was ready to explode. Lucille handed me an extra napkin so I wouldn’t have to walk out with stains all over my pants. With one final stroke of her foot, I came like there was no tomorrow. We finished a delicious meal with a glow on our faces.

Until that vacation I’d never had an experience I thought was worth writing about. If I do have another one, I’ll let you people know.