My wife and I were making a long road trip after dropping my eleven-year-old son off in the Midwest. It was sunny day, and we were driving along in a lot of traffic. I got the urge for a chocolate bar and pulled one from the glove box. Well, the temperature had caused it to melt. I looked at my wife, and she just smiled. She reached over, unzipped my pants, and then grabbed the chocolate bar. She used the chocolate on me and then gave me the best oral ever. The looks of envy on the men drivers that passed me were well worth it. I love my wife for the little things like this that she does for me.
— Banks, 45