Kelly 6, the New Car
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Kelly's New Car.
It had been more than a month or so since her showing off at the bar for Gary.
Kelly was bored and wanted to do a trip to the beach. There was no one to admire her little more than five-foot frame and her 32D firm breasts in the backyard, and attention from others was what she was in the mood for.
After refilling her water bottles and pulling on an oversized men's tank top, Kelly grabbed one of her recently purchased wicked weasel bikinis she had purchased on Amazon. It had just arrived yesterday and she hadn't even opened the plastic bag that contained what looked like a lot of strings.
She headed to her car with her wallet and keys in one hand, her new bikini still in the unopened bag, and her water bottle in the other.
She loves the big tank tops she had picked up at Wal-Mart in the men's athletic section. It was open on the sides almost to her hips and just barely covered her ass cheeks. Her husband loved how it allowed for a lot of side boobs to show, sometimes a bit too much if she turned just right. Not to mention the view some guys got when she would lean forward and they could see her lack of panties.
After a few stretches of road leaving her neighborhood, she hit the interstate heading east through town towards the beaches on the other side of downtown. She could
feel the excitement the wind caused moving her top about uncovering her big boobs and whipping the bottom hem up and down.
She could hear when a truck driver noticed her as she passed. The big engine would always speed up when they noticed her, trying to catch up to see if they glimpsed what they thought they saw.
Kelly became more disappointed when couldn't see their reactions when they looked down into her car. She loved seeing the smiles of approval on her exposed body when trucks passed her on her driver's side when there was a passenger looking down at her.
Thinking about the faces looking down, like in Bob's Jeep. The thoughts of it compelled Kelly to start massaging her own boob, teasing her nipple, "If only they could see more of me and me more of them."
Then she called out; "Hey Siri, Chevy dealer on West Lake Drive please," The number popped up and she hit send.
"West Lake Chevrolet, how can I help you?" The receptionist answers.
"Is Annette in today?" Kelly asks.
"Yes, she is, please hold," followed by crackly hold music.
"This is Annette how can I help you today?"
"Hey Annette, it's Kelly from the bar, we met the other night, my husband Gary buys all our cars from you?"
"OMG yes, are you planning another dance party," she laughs.
"No, No... I need a convertible, I want to trade in this Malibu, it's just not working for me anymore."
"Well, I got four Camaros on the lot right now, two silver ones a blue one, and a yellow one," Annette tells her.
Kelly thinks for a few seconds, "Tell you what, I am heading to the beach, you have the yellow one ready and we can take it for a test drive, what do you think?"
Annette giggles, "Well I am not dressed for the beach, but we can take an extended test drive if that's what you want. I can have your car evaluated while we are gone, and we can see what we can do."
Twenty minutes later, she wheels onto the sales lot, parking out front next to a yellow convertible with the top already down. It's only a few seconds before two of the vultures are walking up to her passenger side window. She can see his eyes bugging out when they realize what's in the car.
As she collects her things, her right boob and hard nipple spilled from the wide-open side of the tank top.
He is disappointed when they hear her tell them she is here to see Annette.
As she gets out of the car, he keeps his eyes glued to her vertically deficient body barely covered in the loose tank top open on the side to her hips.
Annette is coming across the parking lot from the sales office with her purse in hand, wearing a typical business jacket, white blouse, and matching skirt, along
with her two-inch heels. The girls meet between the cars, when Kelly reaches up to hug Annette's neck she flashes another guy her cute ass cheeks. Annette pops the trunk
with the remote, Kelly tosses her things in the trunk, closes it, and tells Annette she is ready for her test drive.
Annette takes Kelly's keys and gives them to one of the other sales guys and tells him, "Have Ernie check out this car while they are gone."
He just stands there ogling Kelly's almost bare body showing from the sides. The guys still watching her standing next to the car. The hem barely covers her pussy as she cranks the powerful eight-cylinder Chevy making it rumble a bit. With her arms starched out the sales guys have a significant view inside her tank top taking in the fullness of her big boobs, her nipples just hidden from his stare.
They buckle up and head out the parking lot, it's only a few blocks to the interstate. Kelly lets it slide around the corner through the green light and up the ramp, already hitting 70 mph. The wind bounced Kelly's tank top around her body, revealing her tits and bare pussy to Annette. Kelly asks Annette, "What are you wearing under that suit?"
Annette giggles, "Normally nothing but today I wore a matching sheer Victoria's Secrets undies outfit."
"Well let's see it, that's your bikini for today!" Kelly tells her.
Annette looks over at her with an evil smile, "It's going to be a bit revealing, especially if the panties get wet... or wetter," placing a hand on Kelly's bare thigh, sliding it up to the bottom of her tank top, "lean forward a bit."
As Kelly does, Annette pushes and pulls the shirt up in the back and bunches it up on her hips, so that when she sits back it keeps Kelly's tanned hips, thighs, and pussy completely exposed. "You know you would look even better without that tank top in this car!"
Kelly smiles at her, "That's what I was thinking too when I called you, but you go first!"
Annette unbuckles her seat belt, then she starts to unbutton the three buttons holding her blazer closed, and pulls it off.
Kelly understands the revealing part, she can see her nipples through the white blouse pushed up and out by the white half-cup shelf bra attempting to maximize her small breasts.
Annette folds up her blazer and places it, under her purse in the back seat. She arches her back, pushes her hips into the air, and
releases the button and zipper of her skirt in the back. She wiggles it down her thighs as Kelly slows passing a big truck. Annette grins looking over at Kelly while following her instructions.
As soon as the tail of the blouse is out of the skirt, it bounces up around at her waist, her G-string panties on display for the truck driver. She ignores him looking down at her pulling her feet free folding them up and placing them with her jacket under her purse to keep them from flying out of the open car.
Kelly keeps the same speed as the trucker, who is also checking out her boobs and bare pussy as the wind whips her tank top around, as well as her friend stripping in the seat next to her.
"Keep going," Kelly tells her as she starts to buckle back up.
Annette looks over at her smiling then looks up at the trucker. Her fingers start to release the buttons of her blouse. After only a few are undone the wind starts blowing the blouse open exposing her small dark nipples to the truck driver.
Kelly keeps looking over smiling at her, enjoying her new role as the mistress vs. the sub to Kari.
Annette gets all the buttons undone and starts to buckle up once more. Kelly grins and says, "I said keep going!"
"Oh My God," Annette squeals, "I'll be topless!"
"Like I'm not, well practically anyway!"Kelly tells her.
Annette leans forward and slides her blouse off her arms, folding it and placing it too under her suit in the back seat. She tugs up on the bra cups, in a feeble attempt to cover her hard excited nipples.
After she buckles up Kelly speeds away from the trucker looking over at Annette's slender body. Kelly giggles, "You can keep going if you want, I don't mind at all!"
"You go first, I'll follow your lead!" She tells Kelly.
As they pass several more trucks, Kelly slows for each one, using the manual paddles on the steering wheel, to let them look down into her potential new car. "Yeah, I am liking this car already," Kelly tells her. "Put your feet on the dash."
"Why?" Annette asks.
"Because I am driving and I want to see if it is going to work for me," Kelly explains.
Annette grins following her request, placing her heels up on the dash, knees apart a bit. "You are lucky I have little modesty like you!"
"Modesty? You're a floozy! Take off your panties," Kelly cuts her eyes at Annette, her mouth open a bit hesitant and shocked Kelly had called her that. Kelly then slows as she approaches another trucker, "You want me to buy this car or not?"
Annette gasps with her mouth, "This is blackmail!" Then slowly slides her panties down her bare smooth legs, dropping the damp panties around the gearshift, and places her feet back on the dash, spreading her knees knowing that's what Kelly is going to want.
Annette looks up at the truck driver, who is looking them both over.
Kelly reaches over and starts rubbing Annette's clit, spreading her lips, pushing her knees apart even wider for the trucker. Annette grabs for the door handle and console cover.
Her hips moved with Kelly's rubbing and playing. "Oh, you're a little Bitch," Annette whimpers.
Kelly smiles up at the trucker pointing his phone down at the two of them. "Damn, I wish we were both completely naked right now, but this is close enough. I am loving this shit!"
