Exposed In The Car
My husband likes for me to dress revealing and sexy. He loves when I tell him about when people try to catch glimpses down my blouse or up my skirt. Although he likes the flash/slip stories, he has never directly participated in the exposure of my assets, until now.This past Saturday, my husband and I drove to a lake resort about 4 hours away. The trip is mostly highway but the last hour is though several communities with a lot of traffic and stopping at lights. All of the drive has a lot of trucks because a lot of timber is grown and cut in the area. The forecast was sunny and hot and I was dressed appropriately for it – a button up tank top and some fairly short shorts. Thinking we were going to be alone, I left the bra and undies off for the trip. Driving always makes be sleepy and this was made worse by the motion sickness pill I took before we left. As we were pulling out of town, my husband had his hand inside by tank top holding my ***. The shoulder strap was off my shoulder and all was hardly contained as I reclined by seat and curled up for the drive. This was the last thing I remembered for what must have been an hour or two. When I awoke, I noticed that I was a little cold and soon realized the reason. He had completely unbuttoned the tank and both of my breasts where completely exposed. I was laying on my back but was still turned slightly towards him but was sure cars driving by could see me if they looked. My husband did not realize that I was awake. I think he was too busy staring at my ****. I still was not sure what he was up to and if he was deliberately showing me to others. So I stirred a little just to turn more to the window pulling my top so that I was at least coving my nipples, but I was then in plain view of any vehicle that passed by and particularly the truckers looking down into the window. I laid like this for a few minutes until I felt him pull my tank back – re-exposing my breasts completely. I felt him accelerate and then heard the familiar sound of a large truck rolling outside my door. Then he slowed back down so that the trucker was right out my window for a sustained, lengthy look at me. After what seemed like forever, my husband moved on past. This process was repeated over and over for the next hour exposing my breasts to truck after truck and vehicle after vehicle. I could not believe how excited I was and hoped my wetness was not showing through my shorts. Soon we were pulling off the highway driving through various communities. The passing motorists now became stopped cars at traffic lights. This was new ground for us and I never let on that I knew what he was up to. The thrill of having him actually being the one to expose me was an incredible turn on. I did notice a couple of the truckers taking pictures with their cell phones. You never know, a few shots may end up on here.