Show Me Or Blow Me

"State line!!"

"Huh? What? Ah shit James!" Dawn exclaimed as she woke up in the passenger seat of our SUV.

"You know the rules," I told her.

"Damn James, I'm tired I had to work late last night."

"You know the rules. Show me or blow me."

Dawn and I had been taking a three-day weekend each month for the last year or so. After we each had settled down in our careers we discovered that we were working way too many hours and not spending enough time together. Now on the last weekend of every month we would take off to a bed-and-breakfast in an adjoining state. It was a pleasurable 4 hour drive from the house and we usually arrived by noon after leaving early Friday morning. We were about 3 hours into the drive when I woke Dawn up.

"You know the rules, if you go to sleep while I am driving and we cross a state line you have to show me or blow me."

I had this rule, not that my wife minded, but if she fell asleep while we were driving on our mini-vacation, she had to pay up. Since we worked all the time I wanted some company while I drove. Dawn really didn't mind paying up whenever she fell asleep; I think she did it on purpose.

"Well, what do you want, a show or a blow?" Dawn asked.

"Since I got my usual morning blow job before we left the house I think I want a show."

"You would you pervert!"

"My rule, my choice," I told her. "Besides, you love it anyway showing off for the other drivers."

Dawn and I had always enjoyed a great sex life since we met in college. She was adventuresome and a bit of an exhibitionist. I enjoyed looking at my lovely wife while she performed on our trips. Dawn was about 5' 3" tall, with a small slender beautiful body and a perfect pair of full 32C breasts. She also had beautiful long black hair because she had a little Cherokee in her. I looked over at her in the sun, in the passenger seat. She was wearing an extremely skimpy pair of cut off blue jean shorts and a revealing halter top I couldn't help but think; I never tired of looking at her.