The Patio
My wife and I like to keep things interesting. I have always been a fan of outdoor play and she was very hesitant for fear of getting caught. This particular afternoon I was exceptionally horny. We were having lunch on a patio downtown and midway through I asked her if she was wearing panties under her little summer skirt. “Wouldn’t you like to know!” she replied. I told her straight-faced that was why I was asking and she looked at me puzzled. “Ok. Yes I am wearing panties. White flowers on a pink cotton thong,” she said. “Very nice,” I told her. “Take them off,” I added. She smiled playfully and got up from the table. “No,” I stopped her. “Not in the ladies room. Right here,” I instructed. She gasped. Feeling both vulnerable and …