My spouse, Jill, and I were driving home from a dinner celebrating our fifth Wedding Anniversary. We were both very happy with the past years and looking forward to more of the same. Jill and I met during freshman orientation and shared several courses so naturally we studied a lot together. After a few dates we decided that we wanted to spend all our time together. Even exercise time was spent together in the school pool and relaxing after in the hot tub. Both of us had limited sexual contacts in high school and were somewhat inexperienced when we started having sex. Although we spent lots of evenings kissing and petting, we didn't start having intercourse until our second year together. And our strictest rule was always use a condom. There was a lot of joking about us living together in a coed dorm and being practically celibate but our degrees came first.
Graduation and good jobs were our priorities. Jill was so hot looking, even when she dressed conservatively, that she was always fending off other guys who didn't know we were pinned. She never seemed to have an interest in any other guys, even the football hero type.
Our marriage was the weekend after graduation and our honeymoon was the moving trip to our new home in upstate New York. Both of us had gotten good job offers in the same city and started out with generous salaries. I had a small inheritance that we used for the down payment for our country house ten miles outside town. Although our love and commitment were still strong, our sex life seemed to be stagnating. Neither of us wanted to make love with someone else because we took our marriage vows seriously, but we felt that we might have missed something by committing to each other so early in our lives and marrying so soon after college. I guess we were searching for a spark in our lives. We had recently spoken about our desire to bring some excitement into our lives but were secretly afraid of messing up what we had.
As we drove toward home, I remarked that she looked especially sexy tonight, in her dark green slip dress. It was low cut and tight on top and short and loose on the bottom. Jill is only five feet tall, so she always wears at least three inch heels when she goes out, and that makes her legs look even longer. It also causes her tight ass to sway as she walks. Her breasts are 34C and she rarely wears a bra because she knows I love to feel them when we dance close and to see her nipples poke out the fabric of her silk dress. She had fixed her long, red hair in a fancy new style that left her neck bare and showed off her deep tan. We had been dancing and drinking at a small club in a town near our house and were halfway home and kind of tired. Jill was curled up in the passenger seat of my Jaguar while I drove and tried to keep from drifting off. I think we both had a bit too much Champagne with dessert.
I told her that even with all the other women in the club, every man had been looking at her when we were dancing. Her dress was much more revealing than the others and really showed off her fine body. She said that she could feel their eyes and it made her very hot, especially when she would spin and her dress would fly up to reveal her stocking tops. She said "I have always loved to tease other men when I feel safe."
She told me how she looked forward to driving to our local gas station in her Jeep while wearing one of her short skirts and having the owner's son, Jimmy, wait on her. She said that she could tell that he was trying to see up her skirt when he washed the windshield. The doors are very low and have no windows so her skirt would ride up from the breeze and she would leave it that way when she stopped. She also sat with her legs apart, not enough to look like a tramp she said, but enough so that Jimmy could see bare flesh above her stocking tops. She said her panties were always wet when she pulled out of the station and a couple of times she thought Jimmy had an erection.
Jimmy is about eighteen and very cute she said, with a growing body that was filling out nicely. I never knew that she liked to show off like that and a thought came to me. "How would you like to really show off and still feel safe at the same time?" I asked. She answered that she was game for whatever I had in mind as long as she could stop whenever she wanted to. I agreed and set to work on my plan.
First, I pulled over and threw some dirt on the windshield and turned on the washer jets to make a mess of the glass. Then I cleaned my hands and opened the passenger door. I positioned Jill curled up on the seat with her head on a small pillow against the door side of the seatback. I got back in and rearranged her skirt so that it revealed her legs up to the lace tops of her stockings. I said to pretend that she was knocked out by the drinks and the late hour, and to play along with what I would tell her to do. If she wanted to stop at any time, she should pretend that she was slowly waking up and everything would end safely. She had no idea what I had planned and I hoped that it would play out to both our satisfactions.
I drove into town and up to the gas station. It looked deserted, but I knew that the owner made Jimmy stay late to take care of emergency customers. I pulled up to the pumps and got out as Jimmy came out of the office. He remarked that we were out late and I replied that we had been celebrating. I told him to fill it up and try to get the windshield clean, and that I needed to use the bathroom for a couple of minutes as I was not feeling well. I went around the corner and slammed the bathroom door, but went back to the corner to watch. Jimmy had started to fill the tank and was cleaning the driver's side of the glass when he got a look at Jill. She was motionless, and her skirt left a lot of flesh showing. He moved around to her side and really worked on the glass. Then he went back to the nozzle and looked to see if I was coming back yet. I guess he decided to risk another look as he again went to Jill's side of the car and worked at cleaning the already spotless glass. She was still not moving, so he bent down close to the side window for a better view of Jill's chest in her low cut dress. I let him look for a couple of minutes and went back and slammed the door again and walked slowly out to the car.
Jimmy was at the back of the car when I returned and we stood together for a few minutes while the tank filled up. He told me that I had a beautiful wife and I agreed. I said that Jill would love to hear him give her that complement, but she was really zonked out from the drinks and the late hour. I remarked that she was so far out of it that I would probably have to carry her upstairs to bed and undress her and even that would not wake her. He doubted that anyone could sleep through that and I said I would prove it to him. I got in the car and pulled it around to the side of the station where the lights would shine through the windshield and told Jill to keep still and pretend that she was asleep. I got out and told Jimmy to watch through the windshield and I would show him that Jill was dead to the world. I would give him thumbs up to signify she was out and thumbs down if she started to wake up and for him to go away quickly. I told him to enjoy himself however he wanted to while he watched. He obviously did not know what to expect, and I wasn't sure how far Jill would let me go.
I got back in and whispered to her that I was going to make her more comfortable for the trip home. I removed her seat belt and straightened her out in the seat. To keep her from falling over, I reclined the seat halfway back. I slid her skirt up far enough to show the tops of her stockings and a bit of her bare thighs. I placed my left hand on Jill's belly and slid it slowly up to her chest, gently cupping each breast. I reached higher, to her shoulders, and lowered the straps of her dress down her arms and slid the top down past her breasts. She wears very small bikinis when tanning, so most of the breasts were tan with just a small very white area. Her nipples are pale pink and about as big as the tip of my little finger. I licked my finger and circled both of them gently and watched as the nipples hardened and the aureole turned a deeper shaded of pink with little bumps appearing around the edges.
I looked out the window at Jimmy and saw that he was rubbing his crotch. I gave him the thumbs up signal and he started to open his jeans. He pulled out a nice thick cock and I whispered to Jill that if she took a peek she would be pleasantly surprised. Her head was tilted so far back that I didn't think Jimmy could see her eyes. She moaned when she saw what he was doing and I knew she was happy. I figured that I would continue until she decided to stop me.
I reached down to her skirt hem and lifted it all the way up to her waist. Her dress was nothing more than a wide belt around her belly now. Jill's thighs were close together so I pushed them gently apart to the edges of the seat. I reclined her seat back all the way, and lowered the seat cushion in back and raised the front as high as it would go. With her high heels on, this left Jill's knees spread wide about eight inches above her waist, crotch open and tilted up in plain view of Jimmy. I knew that he could easily see her dark stockings, pale green garter belt and matching satin and lace panties. Her thong panty started just below her tan line, so a small band of white skin and a few pale red hairs from her landing strip showed above the elastic band. Further down, the darker, red hairs were a shadow that showed through the lace panel of her panty. The satin crotch was pulled tight against her pussy lips and the string disappeared into the crack of her ass.
