Speeding in Georgia: An Erotic Story

We were driving through Georgia at 1:30am on a hot summer Friday night. My wife’s sister was getting married the next day in Miami and we were rushing to make it. We had originally planned to fly, but I took a wrong turn on the way to the airport and we missed our flight. The next flight would get us to Miami too late, so my wife, Debbie, insisted that we drive.