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Wife loses bet & must do as husband asks.

I am."

"Well, shouldn't you be getting in first, then?"

Her smile turned wicked as she said, "Not THAT hump."

Oh.

So I climbed up into the truck, she climbed in and sat on my lap and she pulled the seatbelt across the both of us and fastened it.

Bobbi Jo drove out of the drive and onto the blacktop and turned in the direction the tow-truck had gone.

As we drove, Betty started to rock her hips back and forth across my crotch. It didn't take long before she was riding the hump of my cock between her ass cheeks through the dress.

"Jeez, mister, don't you ever stop?"

"Sorry. Can't help myself in such beautiful, sexy company. Especially with you rubbing that cute little ass of yours on me like that."

"I don't know what you're talking about, mister, this road just has some bumps is all."

"Yeah, sure."

"Well, mister, I don't think I can keep riding here like that with that thing like that."

"What do you want me to do with it? You made it like that."

"Oh, so it's MY fault?"

"Kinda."

"Well, let's try this." And she unbuckled the seatbelt, turned around unbuckled my belt, unhooked my trousers, unzipped my fly and pulled my hard cock out. Then she turned around, lifted the hem of the dress to her waist - no bra, no underwear, why should I be surprised? - lowered her cunt over my cock, leaned back and re-seatbelted us in.

As we continued to drive down the road she went back to rocking her hips.

"See, mister, just like I said. It's just that the road is bumpy. But this is a much more comfortable way to ride to town."

I started to reach around her waist and she slapped my hand.

I thought she was playing and tried again and she slapped my hand again.

"What's up?" I asked.

"If you do that, I'm going to come, you're going to come and Bobbi Jo's gonna lose control of the truck."

"Oh," I said glumly.

"But you CAN play with these if you want," and she reached down, grabbed both of my hands and put them on her titties through the dress.

And so, as we drove along, she rocked her hips on my throbbing cock and I gently squeezed her boobs through her dress.

Eventually the road widened out to be a four lane and traffic picked up. We came to a stop light and Bobbi Jo looked in the mirror, smiled and pulled into the left lane just before getting to the light. "Just act natural," Bobbi Jo said quietly. I wondered why until another pickup rolled up to our right.

I looked out the window into the eyes of a younger guy, probably about the girls' age and the guy sitting next to him about the same age. "Morning, boys." Then I turned to look straight forward again.

I could hear the driver whispering to his buddy that I was playing with Betty's tits, but his friend wasn't believing him until he lifted himself off the seat to look across his buddy.

Right about then, Betty reached out, grabbed the dashboard and slowly started sliding up and down the full length of my rock-hard shaft.

I had been watching the lights of the cross-street and the turn-lanes and at just the right time I turned and looked at them again and said, "You boys have a good day, now, ya hear?"

As the light turned green, Bobbi Jo stomped the gas, the tires spun and we left them sitting in a cloud of smoke at the light. Coincidentally, Betty had been in the "up" position and the acceleration slammed her back down on my cock. I think she'd been watching the lights, too.

"Shit! What do you have in this thing?"

Betty told me and I told her I was surprised that she knew so much about it.

"This was Daddy's and my project during high school. We tore the engine out, took sent it to a machine shop to have some work done, then brought it back and put it together together."

"Wait. So you know stuff about cars? Do you know what was wrong with my car?" She nodded. "Then why didn't you tell me that so we could have come and gotten the parts and you could have fixed it and I could have gotten back on the road?"

"Because then we wouldn't have had this weekend together, mister."

"Hey, speaking of which, why do keep

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