I looked in the mirror and saw a pretty girl staring back, except for the bulge in her panties, which I fixed by tucking my wiener under. Then I reali...ed I had to pee. I lifted up the seat and pulled down my panties. I stopped. Jenny should go like a girl. I put the seat back down, turned around and sat. When I finished, I took some toilet paper and wiped myself, so I wouldn't get any dribbles in my panties. "Jenny, we're ready," Beth shouted. "Okay, okay, I'm coming. Give a girl a break," I. The ticket and fines are just too much too chance. We alerted the restaurant that we'd leave our car in the lot and would pick it up in the morning. We waited until the taxi came to pick us up. We were feeling really horny and thought we might have a little fun in the taxi. On the way home, my husband had his hands up my dress and we were kissing each other deep and passionately. A few times, the taxi driver was looking in his rear view mirror. My husband was fingering me in the car and we. She looked at his face and saw his look of ecstasy as she rode him. It was not long before she felt her orgasm rising within her and she felt him begin to thrust up into her and instinctively knew he was close too. She felt his hot spurt inside her then heard him groan in pleasure as he took control pounding her as he emptied himself into her and this took her over the edge as her orgasm claimed her sending shivers through her again. She arrived home late and knew she was going. It was a routine that I'd adjusted to, and accepted without complaint.I looked forward to the weekend, when we would spend time together. She'd allow me the freedom of her rear garden, the tall fences preventing my escape. Not that I'd ever consider attempting to leave her.On dark nights, she would often walk with me down the quiet country lane outside her home, leading me by a thin leash attached to the sturdy collar that I wore permanently around my neck.The day passed slowly and I ambled.