Road Show
A straight laced wife begins a journey to whoredom with a bit of showing off. Teasing her husband he challenges her to make good on her teasing.
Randy and Michelle Jarema knew they would be driving up and down Interstate 75 for the next four years because Southern Ohio University had awarded a full scholarship to their daughter Melanie. Melanie was not only an all-state gymnast but an honor society member at her high school. Southern Ohio University made Melanie the best of several scholarship offers that she received, so two days after her 18th. Birthday Melanie signed a commitment to attend SOU. One of the school rules was that no personal cars were allowed for freshman or sophomore students.
Michelle knew she was going to miss having Melanie around, and worried that 'Mel' would have home-sickness problems so she convince Randy that diving the 300 miles to SOU and back was going to be a frequent weekend sojourn.
On this August weekend they were headed to drop Melanie for the fall semester. She had already spent two weeks in the dorm for an orientation. Randy and Michelle had no definite plans for the week as Michelle insisted they be ready to swoop down and rescue their daughter from the pit of homesickness. Randy believed in his heart that is was Michelle not Melanie who would be anxious over the separation but wisely kept his council.
Truth be known, Randy could not have been prouder of his daughter. She had inherited her mother's athleticism, intellect, graceful figure, and competitive drive.
In her own youth, Michelle had focused her energies on dancing in campus musicals and enjoyed many leading roles both in high school and university. This was because she 'developed a bust line' to a greater extent than performance in either ballet or gymnastics rewarded. Randy never knew just how many times Michelle had to comfort Melanie about her small bust line because Michelle herself was really built!
About a 36 D!
The girls did share long strawberry blond hair and deep blue eyes and exceptionally attractive facial features. They made a striking sight walking through town or the mall. Either was a real head turner together they stopped traffic.
At about 4 in the afternoon the parents had delivered Melanie and her autumn wardrobe to the dormitory, picked up the summer duds and saw she was well settled. They left SOU and headed home. It was marginally possible to make the round trip in a day, but the parents planned to stay in a motel so when the gas gauge approached E at about 6PM it was a good time to get re-fueled a good nights' sleep and a simple meal. Immediately at the next exit the couple could see elevated signs promising regular gas for a good price, and the informational road signs showed a few accommodations and a variety of restaurants.
Sure enough there was a truck stop / gas station complex with parking for big rigs and a chain brand coffee shop. Paying for the fuel Randy was told about a motel about 2 miles closer to town and a bar, restaurant, night club establishment a few blocks further.
Returning to their car Randy said, "Michelle there is a small motel a couple of miles down this road and a place to eat and have a drink nearby. How about an early evening for us?"
"Did they say it was clean and the food good?" Michelle replied. "Because I would not object to an early night."
"If we don't like the looks of the restaurant we've only burned a few miles and then we can decide if we want to sleep here or go further toward home." Randy offered.
Driving to assess the restaurant, they passed the motel which was a classical two story exterior entrance design that seemed well landscaped and had modern signage out front. "That seems to pass muster." Randy said as he continued and drive past a private campground that appeared well wooded and maintained. On the other side of the campground a steak house was located adjacent to a bar with other shops around the back. The parking lot was spacious and well maintained.
"Let me make sure we have a room at that hotel and then we can eat." Randy suggested.
"I'd like to wash up and get out of these moving-in clothes and put on some fresh makeup." Michelle added
After Randy checked them in and pulled around to their room Michelle pulled a clothes bag and her cosmetics bag out of the back of the car and disappeared into the bathroom. Randy was checking out the cable TV lineup when Michelle emerged. To say Randy was stunned would be an understatement. Michelle had retrieved a short demin skirt form the summer clothing Melinda sent home and topped that off with a frilly white blouse that showed off the brassier clad 36D bust line. Michelle's make up was flawless and very attention getting.
"Wow! Are you sure you want to get something to eat... I could have pizza sent over...." Randy offered hopefully.
"Later Big Guy. I am hungry. You will have better luck if you feed me first." She relied merrily
Climbing out of the car in front of the restaurant they couple walked hand in hand to the entrance. "Are you here for dinner or the show?" A well turned out hostess asked.
"Dinner!" Michelle replied. "What show are you speaking about?"
"Dinner in the restaurant satisfies the cover charge for the show in our Night Club behind the restaurant." The hostess explained. "Early seating's get an admission stamp on the bill so you can come back later tonight if you choose."
The menu proved moderately priced and they had an excellent wine list, so the couple found a very nice Chilean Red to go with some very well prepared Omaha steaks. As they ate a number of truck drivers and business men began to fill the dining room. It was already a long day on the road so Michelle left the table while the dinner was being cooked to go to the 'Ladies.' When she returned Randy noticed Michelle seemed distracted.
"Wasn't the restroom clean?" He asked.
"No! It was very clean and fresh smelling, but that was not the only fresh thing in this place. I was passing a table of truck drivers and they asked if I was part of the show, because they would be cheering for me. I could not understand what they were talking about so I asked what they meant. It seems the show is a strip tease, and these guys offered to form a fan club for me."
"Strip tease? Fan Club?" Randy blurted. "Oh they thought you were a str... performer?" He lamely finished. "You certainly have the body and dancing skills..." He tapered off.
"I was really pissed as I took care of business in the bathroom. I looked at myself in the mirror and tried to see why they thought I was some stripper bimbo. I don't think I look like some easy piece." Michelle continued.
"No! Not at all!" Randy interjected. "But you know I always say you are gorgeous, and you always say that is because I married you, well now we have the open admiration of some 'knights of the road' to lend support to my opinions."
"Yeah! I actually thought I do look pretty good for just sending my kid off to college." Michelle admitted. "So on the way back to our table I stopped and told the truck drivers that I was afraid they would not get to be my fan club as I was not performing."
The waitress brought the salad course and opened the wine, which shut down the line of conversation, but Randy could see Michelle was still a bit distracted. The wine was awfully good and a second bottle was ordered before the steaks were eaten. The Jaremas enjoyed a modest glow as the main course dishes were cleared.
"You really look great Babe." Randy said.
"Thank you kind Sir." Michelle replied. "It is amazing how some fresh banter from a table full of truck drivers has made me feel young and attractive. I know you always tell me how good I look but those guys really thought I was hot." She continued. "They won't ever see me again and they had to know I was here with my man so they weren't going to get anywhere but they complimented be anyway."
"That unselfish admiration deserves a reward." A slightly tipsy Randy offered.
Michelle just looked at him half exasperated and half puzzled. "What are you driving at/"
"Go to the bathroom again and take your bra off." Randy started. When she didn't hit him with a dinner role he continued. "Walk back past the table and let em bounce as you walk. Then stop and tell the guys you hope they have a good evening and bend over so you show a bit before coming back to the table."
"I could never do that in a public place you Perve." Michelle quietly objected as the waiter arrived to take the dessert order.
Randy parsed his wife's objection carefully. Not "I would never do that" but "not... in a public place."
