Husband:

My wife, with her promotion, gets an Uber or a taxi ride to and from home on her business. She enjoys it because she doesn't have to worry about a coat or getting caught in the rain. She did mention that she might get wet getting out of the car, but that was something she could deal with. She says it's a chance to relax on the way home from the high activity of the day. All I know is that I get my dinner on the table when I get home.

She did mention the other night that from time to time, instead of a pre-paid Uber, she ends up in a normal taxi that she has to pay for. The money comes back with expenses, but there is an inconvenience. She was explaining that she likes to give a tip, but she never has any cash. I understood what she meant. We live on a block that's close to other housing, but you have to drive around a bit to get to the front door. It was raining, so she insisted.

She was telling me that the night when it was pouring with rain, just happened to be the night she rushed out of the office and didn't pick up her purse from her top drawer. I was wondering where this was leading when my wife told me off for raiding the emergency fund in the tin. I apologised to her, as I had raided it for my card game with the boys last week, and because I had lost heavily, there was nothing to put back.

That's when she explained that she had to put all of her negotiating skills to use in getting the driver to allow her to pay him another time. Evidently, she explained the situation, and the driver is coming back this afternoon to pick up payment whilst my wife is working from home. It was only after I had got to the office that I realised that my wife had not asked me for any cash or one of my cards to cover it. I rang her, but she told me that she had it covered.

Wife:

I had a very frustrating afternoon at work last week. As you might remember, I use sex with the clients my firm brings in for new contracts to get them signed up in record time, with a few questions. That afternoon, I had three client visits that all went the same way. I was wearing one of my more revealing outfits, so getting the guys interested was not a problem. It only seemed a few minutes into the meetings before I was bouncing up and down on a condom covered cock.

The guys were all pretty selfish, more interested in pushing upwards to get themselves off than listening to the small print of the contract that I read out to them. All from memory, because judging their likelihood of orgasm against finishing off the verbal list of the terms and conditions took all my concentration. I managed the same result in each case. I ended my diatribe, lifted myself off, and removed the condom. Then finished them off deep in my throat.

I was so very horny after the last client that I wasn't thinking straight. I was heading for the ladies ' rub one of when the receptionist told me my lift home was waiting outside. The thought of a thick dildo and a vibrator in my own bed for a solid hour before hubby came home was in my head when I diverted to the door and into the cab. It was only when I sat in the back that I realised the driver was new. Seriously hot as well.

When we got home, it was tipping down with rain, and only then did I realise that this wasn't a pre-paid Uber, nor on the firm's cab account. I had to pay for it, and I had left without my purse. Fortunately, behind our block is a small line of trees where the bins are. I directed the driver to go there, climbed over the seats, and negotiated a fuck for a holding deposit. He is due over at three this afternoon. I've blocked meetings out for two hours so he can give me a serious fucking.

Husband:

My wife has realised that most of the Ubers and cabs she gets home have a dashboard cam. She now insists that when booking that the cab has to have one fitted. She says she feels more secure when someone is checking on her safety and comfort. Most of the dashboard cameras are linked directly to the cloud, so a security guy is checking on all of them in real time. And the journeys are always recorded if there is an issue.

To be honest, I'm happier as well. I've seen some of the guys who pick her up in the morning, and they flirt with her non-stop from the time she leaves through the door. Calling out some inappropriate comments as soon as they see her. It doesn't seem to put them off, even when they see me there. I asked my wife if I should call the head office to make a complaint on her behalf, but my wife said not to make a fuss.

That's sort of typical of my wife; she never seems to see the sexual connotation in any of the exchanges that happen when we are out together. Guys are hitting on her all the time, but she seems totally oblivious to it. Whenever I mention that someone is making an inappropriate comment, she just tells me that I'm exaggerating. Even if she notices, she tells me not to make a fuss, she would never worry about it, and that she loves only me.

I did make a call to the Uber offices, and it appears that they were happy to monitor my wife's rides in the cars. In fact, the security guy said that he made a point of checking on all single women with male drivers, especially if they were sitting in the front seat. He mentioned that he had seen my wife, and she always sat in the front. He said he recorded her car journeys every time, did I want to see them. I didn't really understand that, surely they were recorded anyway

Wife:

My husband told me that he had talked to the Uber security guy about the dashboard cam for my car journeys. He was worried both by the flirty behaviour of the drivers and also the odd reaction of the security guy. I'm not really surprised, because after the time I fucked the cab driver for the fare I could not pay, all the other drivers wanted to swap fare for sexual favours. It was a great result all round.

Recently, I was so horny on the journey home that I could not wait to get the dildo in my bedside drawer inside me. When I realised that we could make a short detour near my house. And I could get the driver's cock to work its magic just a little faster. I made every return journey a free one. When the drivers mentioned that we were on CCTV and the security guys liked to look in, I started bringing the dildo to work in my purse.

I got into the front, pulled the video camera to the side and down so it was focused on my pussy. Then I would pull the dildo out of my bag and work it into me. The thought that one or more guys were watching made me so wet, even the big dildo I got through the post last week slips in easily. The driver took the long way round, so his mates got a good show before we climbed out over the bonnet and he gave me a good seeing to.

The idea that the security guys were making recordings of my sexual antics turned me on no end. One of them sent me an edited version directly to my phone. The panning from me playing with myself, to the cock shots of the two security guys tossing themselves off was so horny. However, I did mention to them that they could never send it to my husband; I'm pretty sure he would get turned on watching it, but I didn't want to take a chance.