It had been a week or so since her show at the bar for Gary, and Kelly wanted to do a trip to the beach. There was no one to admire her body in the back yard.
After refilling her water bottle and pulling on an oversized men's tank top, Kelly grabbed one of her recently purchased wicked weasel bikinis she had purchased on line, it had just come in yesterday and she hadn't even open the package yet.
She headed to her car with her wallet and keys in one hand and her new bikini still in the UPS envelop and water bottle in the other. She loves the tank top she had picked up at Wal-Mart in the men's athletic section. It was open on the sides almost to her waist and just covered her ass cheeks. It allowed for a lot of side boobs to show, sometimes a bit too much.
After a few turns she hit the interstate, heading toward east through town, the beach's being beyond downtown. She could feel the excitement of the wind moving her top uncovering her big boobs and sliding the bottom up and down. She could hear when a truck drive noticed her as she passed. The engine would always speed up if they noticed her. But she couldn't see their reactions when they looked down into her car. She loved seeing their reactions to her body.
Thinking about the faces looking down she massages her own boob, teasing her nipple, if only they could see more of her. Then it hits her; "Siri's, Chevy dealer on West Lake Drive please," The number pops up and she hits 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, its Kelly from the bar the other night, my husband Gary buys our cars from you?"
"OMG yes, 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 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, I can have your car checked out and we can see what we can do."
Twenty minutes later she wheels on to the sales lot, parking out front next to a yellow convertible with the top already down. It's only a few seconds before one of the vultures are walking up to her passenger side window. She can see his eyes bugging out when he realizes what's in the car. As she collects her things, her right nipple has spilled from the side of the tank top; she tells him she is here to see Annette.
As she gets out the car he keeps his eyes glued to her body barely covered in the tank top. Annette is coming across the parking lot from the sales office with her purse in hand; she is wearing a typical business jacket, white blouse and matching skirt. The girls meet between the cars, when Kelly reaches up to hug Annette's neck she flashing the other 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 the sales guy and tells him to have Ernie check out this car while they are gone. He just stands there ogling Kelly's almost bare body, the hem barely covers her pussy as she cranks the eight cylinder chevy and makes it rumble a bit. With her arms starched out the sales guy has a slight view inside her tank top taking in the fullness of her big boobs, her nipples just hidden from him.
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 already bouncing Kelly's tank top around her body, revealing her tits and bare pussy to Annette. Kelly asks Annette, "what you wearing under that suit?"
Annette giggles, "Normally nothing but today I wore a matching undie 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 her tank top, "lean forward a bit". As Kelly does, Annette pushes the shirt up in back to so when she sits back it keeps Kelly's pussy exposed.
Annette unbuckles her seat belt and as soon as 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 shelf bra. Annette folds up her blazer and places it, under her purse in the back seat. She arches her back, pushing 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.
As soon as the tail of the blouse is out the skirt it is bouncing around at her waist, her G string panties on display for the truck driver. She ignores him looking down at her and pulls her feet free and folds it up and places it with her jacket under her purse to keep them from flying out the open car. Kelly keeping the same speed as the trucker, who is also checking out her boobs and bare pussy as the wind whips her tank top around.
"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 the wind is blowing it open exposing her nipples to the truck driver. Kelly keeps looking over smiling at her, enjoying her new role as the master 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, practically!" Kelly tells her.
Annette leans forward and slides her blouse off, folding it and placing it too under her suit in the back seat. She tugs up on the bra in a feeble attempt to cover her nipples. As she buckles up Kelly speeds away from the trucker.
As they pass several more trucks Kelly slows for each one to let them look down into her potential new car. "Yeah I am liking this car," Kelly comments to her. "Put your feet on the dash."
"Why?" Annette asks.
"Because I am driving and I want to see if its going to work for me," Kelly explains.
Annette follows her request, placing her feet high up on the dash, knees apart a bit.
"Take off your panties," Kelly cuts her eyes at Annette. And then slows as she is approaching another trucker. "You want me to buy this car or not?"
Annette slides her panties down her bare legs, drops the panties around the gear shift and places her feet back on the dash, spreading her knees knowing what Kelly wants. Annette looks up at the driver, who is looking them both over. Kelly reaches over and starts rubbing Annette's clit, spreading her lips, pushing her legs wider for the trucker. Annette grabs for the door handle and console cover. Her hips moving with Kelly's rubbing and playing. "Oh you're a little Bitch," Annette whimpers.