The story I'm about to tell happened shortly after my husband Tim and I married. My parents own a house just a block from the beach, and Tim and I would routinely make the two hour drive on the weekends to visit. The drives there were usually boring, and I would often doze off while Tim drove. Quite often I would feel Tim's hand on my leg, and occasionally he'd get a little frisky and move his hand to my pussy for some fun, which I usually welcomed.
One particular time, we were driving out for the weekend and I had on my cover-up over my bikini and as usual I was dozing off. I felt Tim's hand on my leg, which brought me slightly from my sleep. As I felt his hand rubbing my thigh, I opened my eyes slightly to see a truck driving next to us. Initially I didn't think much of it until I felt Tim start to rub my thigh gradually higher. I realized that the truck next to us was keeping pace with us and might be seeing what Tim was doing. It actually turned me on knowing that this stranger - whoever it was - was watching, and that Tim must have known and must have been enjoying it as well.
As I laid there I remained turned with my eyes closed and could feel Tim's hand push under my cover-up and he begin rubbing my pussy through my bikini bottoms. Although I was completely clothed, I felt partially naked as this stranger was most likely watching. Surprisingly it turned me on. We lost pace with the truck after a short time, but Tim continued to rub my pussy and bring me to a much anticipated orgasm. Needless to say we had to stop at a rest area and had sex while stopped in a distant parking spot.
Although Tim and I didn't talk about it over the weekend, I thought about the drive up and the thought of Tim allowing a strange trucker to look in on us and how turned on I was from it. I couldn't wait for the drive home.