The next week, I had to travel to a nearby town for work. Since it was just a short flight away and the ticket probably wouldn't cost too much, I asked Becky if she wanted to get off work and come with me.
The truth was that I didn't want to be away from her for two nights. It would drive me crazy wondering if I might miss out on her new sexuality while I was gone.
And just to be clear, Becky would never cheat. Not in a million years. But if she was feeling especially kinky one night, I'd hate to be out of town and miss it!
The city I was traveling to is only about a four-hour drive, so she suggested we should just take a road trip if she could get the time off work.
"Great," I said, "sounds like a plan. Why didn't I think of that?"
Sex had been pretty normal for the past few days. She wasn't cumming when I fucked her, even if I made her cum with my tongue first. I was hoping the kinkier, dirtier sex wasn't over.
I dropped by the adult book store/sex shop for a few things to bring on the trip just in case. I hoped I could draw 'dirty Becky' out if she wasn't gonna come out on her own!
When we were packed and ready to go, Becky came out of her closet wearing a short, cute and very sexy little summer dress. Her legs looked amazing, as she had on little booties with socks peeking out the top also.
I was surprised because she always wears yoga pants on road trips, or whatever those black tights are women always seem to wear. Expecting her to wear that, I had on sweats and a t-shirt. This time it was a little summer dress though. A sexy little summer dress. I was getting excited already!
"Wow, you look... great, babe," I told her, "should I change?"
"No way, not at all. Let's go," she replied, and off we went.
About an hour into the drive, she asked me what my favorite kind of online sex stories are. This was basically the first conversation of our drive. I immediately felt my heart beating in my chest.
"Me? Oh, I like... um, couple stories, ya know... and um," I fumbled through an answer, being caught off guard.
I was worried about answering honestly because my favorite stories are slut wife, swinger couples, threesomes, and some cuckold stories too. These subjects had always been a little too racy and kinky for the 'old' Becky. I wasn't sure how she would react to hearing that. Maybe I was also a little embarrassed to just tell her I fantasized about her fucking other guys and other girls.
She giggled at me stumbling through my answer.
"Ok, what kind do you really like? What do you like to read when you're by yourself?" she rephrased. Becky and I had been together since high school and we were totally in love and had a great marriage. I had to trust that I could tell her the truth. And with her newfound sexuality, she might really like the truth!
"To be honest, honey, any story I can picture you in," I admitted.
"Oh come on, you're just saying that!" she replied, kind of bashfully.
"No, I'm serious. As long as I can picture you in the story, it gets me turned on," I explained. "Some stories I like are pretty raunchy. You know, dirty stuff we might never really do, but as long as I can picture you as the girl in the story, I'm a fan."
"Raunchy, huh? Like what?" She asked with a big smile she couldn't wipe off her face.
"Ok, sometimes they're kind of... slutty wife stories. Where the wife likes to fuck other guys. Sometimes the husband lets her fuck other guys or even watches her do it," I told her.
"Really?" she replied with a note of curiosity.
"Yep," I continued, "and I like stories when the wife is submissive and likes to be told what to do. Sometimes I like it when you're dominant too... I mean the wife or female character is dominant. But almost all of the time, she's bisexual. In the stories, ya know?"
"Oh," She said, her head quickly glanced at me, then back away. I got her attention with that one. I could tell her demeanor was changing. She was getting turned on.
"What kind of stories do you like, babe?" I asked, hoping to keep this going. She waited quite a while to respond, considering how truthful she should be.
"Oh baby, I think I like them all!" She openly admitted. Just saying that seemed to drop some weight off her shoulders. She seemed more relaxed all of a sudden. "Threesomes are great," she continued, "I mean threesome stories. I picture us in those stories a lot. I guess slutty wife stories turn me on too. Like a wife getting gangbanged or fucked... just held down and taken by a guy. Or maybe several guys."
Oh my god, I never knew she liked stories like that! I used to think Becky's sexuality was changing before my very eyes, but maybe she's always been this sexual and she's finally just telling me! I was LOVING this!
"Any other ones you remember that turned you on?" I asked, hoping to keep her talking.
"Sure, lots of them. I think I'm addicted to them. I read them at work when no one's looking!" she said, kinda laughing. "I like first time stories. First blowjob, first anal, first lesbian or gay experience. Those are intense." I was about to explode hearing all this!
"Yea, I read them a lot too," I agreed, "when I'm working from home for sure and a LOT when I'm on the road. I don't really surf porn a lot. Unless I find a video with a girl who looks kind of like you. Stories are easier to fantasize about you."
"Lately I've been into," she paused deciding if she should continue, "I like bi couples stories. When the husband hooks with a guy to turn the wife on. Or the other way around. Those turn me on." My hard-on was probably obvious in my sweat pants by now.
"You make me so horny, baby," I said, putting my hand on her leg.
"Good," she paused. "I like that. You make me horny too babe. And I'm... I'm very horny right now," pausing again. Her hand floated toward my leg too, "how about you?"
"Do you need to ask?" I joked, showing her the tent in my sweat pants. "Why don't you show me what you have on under that sexy dress? Or better yet, just take off what you have on under that sexy dress?"
"Anything for you babe," she said sort of quietly. Then she reached behind her back, unsnapped her bra, slid it off her shoulders and dropped her bra in my lap. Her smile was so dirty.
The panties were much easier to slip off, but she took much longer doing it, teasing me all along the way. It was tough watching the road and her. She very slowly pulled her sundress up, revealing panties I'd never seen before. She seemed to be full of surprises these days.
She hooked her middle finger inside the waistband of the lace, then very slowly slid her knickers down her thighs and onto the floor by her feet. Then she slowly pulled the dress up past her hips, then up to her boobs, then finally all the way up to her neck. Her smooth pussy and perky tits were in full view.
"Is this what you wanted to see?" she asked rhetorically.
"Yes," I said through my breath. "I want to watch you get yourself off," I said, now more like an order than a request. "And suck my cock off after you do it," I told her.
"Yes, sir," she sort of joked.
She slipped her dress up over her head and tossed it in my lap. She was completely naked in the seat next to me, except those strappy booties with socks showing out the top. She looked like a naked Catholic school girl, which was not an accident, I'm sure!
She started by rubbing her boobs and lightly playing with her nipples. She was not even paying attention to cars passing or truckers who could easily see her. Yesterday, I was the only guy who had ever even seen Becky naked. Now strangers could see her completely naked and she didn't care! They could also see her playing with her titties and pussy!
She played harder with her nipples for a while, pinching and twisting each one, then slid one hand down to her smooth pussy and the other hand to my crotch. She rubbed her pussy lips in circles while she squeezed my throbbing dick through my sweat pants.