Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
From: iceman@proaxis.com (iceman)
Subject: Patti... a true story... wife
Date: 19 Jan 1996 03:23:19 GMT

				Patti

	Well our vacation turned out to be a turning point in our
marriage. We lived in Washington State, just outside of Seattle. This
was the first vacation where we didn't have to do anything but enjoy
ourselves. We decided to drive down to L.A. to visit some friends we
had not seen in eight years. Patti kept in touch with Barbara thru
letters.

	We hit the road about 11 am. Not being in a rush, we slept in.
It already was hot, 87, and according to the weather man it might hit
102. Our car was running great but we had no air conditioning. When I
saw Patti, she was wearing a tank top with no bra (which was not like
her). I always had to pull teeth to get her to walk around the house
without one. So I didn't say a word.

	Whenever we would go on long trips I would bug her to take off
her bra, so she beat me to it. Its hard to explain but whenever I see
her braless and her nipples stick out through her top, I can't think
of anything else.

	Things were going well, except for the weather. It was 2:30 pm
and 98, we were melting. It was just too hot so we stopped at a truck
stop for lunch. We sat down and cooled off. After our meal, Patti said
she had to go pee and would meet me in the car. I paid the check and
then went out to gas up.

	Well it seemed to take a long time. I was beginning to worry
that something had happened to her. Just then she came out. I asked
her what took her so long. She said she checked out the gift shop and
bought a few post cards to send to some friends back home. She said
there was a trucker who followed her around the shop.

	I told her, "See I'm not the only one who loves your tits."

	"WHAT?"

	"Well, back on the road, any other guys?"

	It must've have been ten minutes down the road when this
semi-truck pulled up on our right. Patti said, "That's the trucker who
was following me at the tuck stop."

	We drove about three miles. I asked her what he was doing. "He
keeps looking at me. I don't like him staring at me."

	"O.K., he's not going to do anything, all he wants is to get a
peek at your tits."

	"What do you mean?"

	"He just wants to see your tits! So why don't you show him a
peek, we are never going to see him again, and besides you'll make his
day."

	"No, let's get off the highway."

	"O.K., I'll get off if you show him your tits."

	"Honey, don't you care what he thinks about me?"

	"Baby I love you very much," (I had my arm around her and I
reached down and started to rub her nipple), "That's why I want to
show you off, come on just show him your tits. I think you have some
great looking tits and so I want him to see them." I reached down and
started to pull up her top. She grabbed my hand and said, "Honey,
please."

	"Come on it will be great, you'll love it. Having some guy
seeing your tits."

	So I continued to lift her top, till her right breast was in
full view of our friend. I began rubbing her nipple between my
fingers.

	"Now is this so bad?"

	"NO."

	I continued to play with her nipple.

	"Are you enjoying showing him your tit?"

	"Whatever. It doesn't matter what I think."

	"It's hard for me to hold your top up and to play with your
nipple."

	"So, what do you want me to do about it, hold my top up so you
can show me off?"

	"No I want you to take off your top and show him both tits."

	"Fine, if that's what you want, I don't give a fuck!" At that
she pulled her top off and just sat there. I continued to work her
nipples, switching back and forth, giving each a my full attention.

	We went a few miles down the road, when she said, "I thought
you said if I show him my tits you would get off the highway."

	"I will, I just wanted him to get a good look, it's not every
day a guy sees a good set of tits like yours." "Honey, don't you
think he's seen enough?"

	"Just put your head back and close your eyes, that way you
won't see him looking at you. Beside I love watching the sweat run
down your chest. It's making me hard."

	"Showing off my tits is what's making you hard."

	"Put your head back and enjoy!"

	So she did. I continued to rub her nipples with a little more
force.

	"I know what you're trying to do, you're trying to get me hot
so I won't care."

	"Is it working?"

	She just closed her eyes. I could tell she was liking what I
was doing because her nipples were getting hard. She has great
nipples, when they get excited they stand out like pencil erasers, and
her areoles get real dark.

	I moved my hand to her stomach and began running my fingers up
and down around her belly button. I then ran my hand back and forth
across the rim of her shorts. She was starting to breathe heavily, you
could see her chest raise up and down with every breath. I slid a
couple of fingers under the rim of her shorts, moving it back and
forth. With my thumb and index finger I undid her top button.

	As I slid my hand inside her shorts, I realized she was not
wearing any panties. I almost came in my pants. I just kept rubbing
and moving around. I moved my hand in such a way as to get her to open
her legs, which she did. I was able to now slip two fingers inside and
finger her to her delight.

	At that she said, "You think you're smart don't you?"

	"Shhhhh."

	She was dripping wet. I worked my finger in and out; she was
keeping pace with my movements. In a soft voice I asked her to take
off her shorts. She just opened her eyes and starred at me, then
reached down and slid them off.

	There she was lying there completely nude. I was now able to
get some good strokes in. She responded to my moves. She again opened
her eyes and said, "You're going to make me cum. Is that what you want,
him to see me cum?"

	"Yes, I want him to see every thing." I told her I wanted her
to turn sideways on the seat and to put her head on my shoulder and to
put her legs up on the seat so I could go deeper and so he could get a
good look.

	"O.K., if that's what you want, I'm not going to hold back.
He's going to see everything."

	With that she turned around on the seat and put her feet one
on each side of the door. He now was looking right up Patti's cunt. I
then put my hand back and started to finger her. She didn't waste
time, she just began to fuck my hand. She was getting off showing off.
She then moved her hand so she could help me (this is something she
never did before, I have tried to get her to finger herself while I
watched, but she always said no). Well now she was letting the trucker
watch her finger herself.

	She took hold of my hand and grabbed my finger and added her
two and just took control and went to town. With her other hand she
reached up and started to pinch her nipples. She had her first climax
as she began to move faster and faster. She just kept going, she
seemed to have climax after climax one after another. She must have
cum at lease four or five times. Then came the last one: she just
lifted off the seat and started cumming, the juices just flowed out of
her. At that she came back to the real world, and just lay there.

	After about a minute she asked if our friend was still there.

	"Yes!"

	"Can I get dressed now, or is there something else you want me
to do?"

	"No, that's good enough for now."

	She started to pull up her shorts; before she did she looked
right in his face, as if to say, "how was that, satisfied?"

	Then she lifted her crouch off the seat and gave him one more
look and then pulled her shorts on. Just before she put her top back
on she turned her tits so he got a full frontal view, and she put her
hands under each tit and jiggled them up and down. It was like saying,
"eat you heart out!"

	I guess he was satisfied because he gave her three blast from
his horn, then pulled away.

	"Great, now he's going to go get all his trucker buddies so
they can watch the show! Are you happy now?"

	"Yes! How about we stop for something to eat."

	"Good I need to wash up, cum is running down my legs, I never
came like that before."

	"I'm glad you're not mad at me."

	"OH! I'm mad. If you think it's over you better think again."

	"What do you mean? What are you going to do?

	"You'll see, can we get something to eat?"