Driving To Texas

We were married less that one year and in the summer of 1966 took our first trip to see my brother who lived in Texas.  Our trip started in Ohio.  We were driving in a Plymouth Valiant convertible on the turnpike with the top down and the warm summer air all around us.  I was in my shorts and tank top while my wife was in her shorts and loose fitting top.  Quite comfortable, actually.  We were only a couple hours into the 2-day drive when I was getting quite bored with the flat scenery that surrounded us.  The traffic wasn't all that bad and we were making good time.  We finally had to stop for a late lunch and some petrol for the car, so we pulled into a service plaza somewhere in Indiana.  I should explain that back in the mid '60's when I said 'shorts', I mean 'shorts'!  My wife's shorts were so short that they outlined her body as a glove would outline a hand.  They were so tight, they outlined her 'camel toe' (to those that took the time to look), that left little to the imagination.  She did get more than a few looks as we entered the restaurant, mostly from guys at the counter who appeared to be middle-aged truck drivers.  We ate our lunch, hit the restroom and got back into the car, stopped at the service station and off we went.

As we drove off, I commented to my wife on how the guys in the restaurant were admiring her body.  She said she didn't notice, but were glad to enhance their day.  That's when I suggested that she should take the time to 'enhance' some of these over-the-road truckers with a show that could carry them through their long trip.  "What do you mean"?  "Maybe you could show off some of your assets as we pass them by."  "I couldn't do that"!  "Chances are that you will never see them again, so what's the harm"?  We drove a few more miles and, apparently she was thinking over my suggestion.  "OK, I'll do it.  What would you like me to do"?  "How about you lift up your shirt and show them your bra"?  "You think they'd like that"?  "They will let you know if they like it or not".  With that, up went her top and her bra-covered breasts were exposed as we passed by the next truck. (I did manage to slow down to allow the trucker a good look).  HONK HONK.  "That means they liked it".  Over the next 20 miles or so she was getting into this flashing thing and seemed to enjoy it.  "Think of it as giving a service to the guy who only has miles of pavement to look at".

My next suggestion was maybe lose the bra and show them the real thing.  To my surprise, she reached back unhooked her bra and slid it off.  When we began to pass the next truck, she lifted up her shirt and exposed her bare breasts for the driver!  She looked up to see his expression only to find out it was a HER driving.  HONK, HONK, HONK.  "That was a female driver."  "Even the girls need a distraction now and then."  "What else can we do"?  "You can put your left hand in your pants and masturbate for them while your right-hand lifts up your shirt".  "You sure"?  "Try it and see if you get a better response."

She did and that caused the air horns to blast for the next 50 miles or so.  Finally, she said that she was really getting turned on by all this voyeur stuff.  That was my clue to pull into the next available motel for fun and games.  In the year plus that we've been married, that was the most enthusiasm that she exhibited in my memory.  What a night!

The next morning we were again on the road.  After lunch, she was the one who asked what could we do now to enhance those poor truckers' routines?  "I'm sure they would appreciate seeing you give me a handjob or even a blowjob as we pass them.  Be sure to have your bare breasts exposed".  She did and that took my monotony away in a flash!  She alternated between showing off her breasts and exposing my cock to whoever was interested!  That lasted all the way to the Lone Star State.

I could hardly wait for the return trip.  The only thing that bothered me was the noise of the constant blaring of the air horns and the fact that these truckers had CB radios.  Soon the truckers were forming a convoy, waiting for the Plymouth Valiant to appear on their left side!!!!!!!!