It’s early in the morning, 6 a.m. We’ve just had a little morning fun at the gas station, but our four-hour road trip has only just begun. If my wife wants me to allow her to fulfill her fantasies in Vegas of being pleasured by and dominated by other men, it’s not going to happen without me fulfilling some of my own sexy fantasies. I’m a stag, and she’s a vixen. We don't do humiliation on my side, but she loves to serve and sometimes be dominated by me. We’ve done a few FFM threesomes, but we’ve only had a failed attempt at MMF. An older gentleman once told me, If she does FFM for you, it’s only fair that you return the favor by doing MMF. I thought he was nuts at the time, but as I grow older I see his point of view. But back to the story: we always stop at Starbucks on the way to the freeway, but this time I was trying to think of a dare for her to do to give the young clerk a thrill. My wife has pierced 44DD breasts, and when we’re together I require her to show them off. We’ve been to this Starbucks before on previous trips, and I’ve always noticed the young clerk trying to catch a glimpse of her cleavage. Before going to the drive-through, we switched seats so that she’s driving; I do all the driving when we’re together, but for this dare, she’s going to have to be in the hottest seat for a full view of her voluptuous breasts. We pull up and order our drinks. I’ll have a caramel macchiato, and she’s having a grande pumpkin spice with oat milk. The clerks take the order and we proceed to the window. My wife hands him the money to pay. His whole face is red. He’s never been so close to her before—usually she’s in the driver’s seat showing off her cleavage, but now she’s right in his face. He hands her our drinks; I know he can smell her Victoria’s Secret lotion and perfume, because she always smells really good. The clerk is nervous because he’s trying to steal a glimpse of her cleavage without alerting me, which is funny. After all, I catch him every time. He proceeds to give her the change. I say, “Babe, aren’t you going to tip the guy?” She says. “Oh yeah, here you go.” She pulls down her dress and flashes her giant breasts to the guy; I think he is almost Cumming on himself from the look in his eyes. She then takes whipped cream off the top of her drink and smears it on her pierced erect nipples, licking it off herself, and says to the guy, “Is that a good enough tip?” I was shocked; I didn’t anticipate the whipped cream part. That was all her. I even got a bit turned on by that. Stunned into silence, the clerk just smiled as we drove off, laughing and continuing our journey.
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