Trevor’s Pov
I knew that my wife was in a flirty mood when she came out of the restroom. She had just finished a training session in Austria for her job, and we were headed down the interstate to the airport. We stopped to get some beverages and to let her change out of her blue dress so she would be more comfortable on the airplane.
The sharply dressed professional woman, who went into that restroom, was replaced by a sexy babe. Slinging her backpack containing her dress over her shoulder, she exited the washroom, and my eyes widened at the sight of her. In place of the flowing dress was a pair of blue-denim short-shorts, and a tight black tank-top with the words “Bad girl” on the front, stretched by her lovely breasts. The combination of the form-fitting shirt and its low cut neckline
