I have to thank honeywldcat for the edit job she did for me but I have to apologize to her because she does a fine job editing my stories but I can never leave them alone after she sends them back to me. For that reason any mistakes of errors in this story are mine and not hers.
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A couple of years before we got married, my girlfriend Sue and I were driving up and down the main drag one Friday night. Usually, somebody in our group of friends had something happening that we could get involved with, but tonight all our friends had something else happening. So that being said, Sue and I didn't have anything planned for the night. It felt kind of strange not getting together with some of the gang, but this time by ourselves was appreciated. Sue was sitting beside me in my ride, as we just drove up and down the strip checking out the action.
I was kind of proud of my car. It was a '55 Ford Crown Victoria that I had found in a field. The body was in fairly good shape and the only thing that kept it from running was it had sat for too long and it needed a new battery and some TLC to get it back in shape. A few friends helped me tow it home and I spent a year getting it all back in running order and repainted. The car was in such good shape that the only thing that gave me trouble was the seats. Most of the springs and frame were bent and twisted, but I found some used ones in a wrecking yard two hundred miles west of home and soon had them redone and installed.
Sue had been helping me since day one on this project and was always by my side in the garage handing me tools or even pulling the odd wrench at times. Once the car was finished and running better than when it came out of the factory, I found Sue loved it almost as much as I did. We both found that those older cars sure had a lot of room in the back seat and we kidded each other about how Detroit built them that roomy just so a guy didn't get to cramped while making out.
For the last few months I had been trying to get Sue to show off more of her assets in public. I was, and still am a bit of a voyeur and Sue had a nice body that I wanted her to show off more. She had always looked nice, but the way she dressed was a bit old fashioned and plain.
She had been fighting the idea of displaying her body but was slowly coming around. I had been persistent in telling her that with her nice body, she should show it off more, so others could enjoy it as much as I did. The first little while she had been reluctant to be so daring in the way she dressed, but she had been slowly dressing more revealing.
Sue was now buying newer styles of clothes and better fits to replace some of the older things she used to wear. The plus side of that was she really was starting to look as hot as I knew she was. She noticed that other guys were looking at her more and paying more attention to her. Sue even commented to me, "I find that when other guys look at me that I get a bit of a buzz from having them appreciate my looks."
Anyway, that particular Friday night as we cruised, we both had a few cold ones just getting that laid back feeling, with not a care in the world. Sue was dressed in what I called her come-hither outfit. She had on a pair of very tight short shorts that showed off her shapely derriere nicely. Back then they were called hot pants but knowing facts like that would be aging me. To top off her outfit she wore a brand new, almost see through top with a matching coloured lacey bra that didn't quite conceal her nice c-cup breasts.
As we drove around that night, I thought I would taunt her some more and see just how far I could get her to go, so I told her, "You are just teasing me by the way you are dressed tonight, after all you are wearing that sexy blouse and then hiding the best parts with a bra."
She replied, "It's not proper to show too much skin. A girl should leave something to the imagination."
I then challenged her by saying, "You're just chicken!"
She proclaimed, "I am not! The only reason I didn't take off my bra is because no one else is interested in looking at my boobs."
I then challenged her more by saying, "How do you know that? I'm sure that if other guys saw you they would like the view as much as I do." I finished that thought by saying, "We will never find out if anyone is interested in your tits, if you are too much of a prude to show them off!"
I knew that comment about her being a prude would get her pissed off at me. She showed her displeasure by giving me an evil look. After all, I had questioned her opinion in what she thought about herself, and she didn't really like to be considered a prude because she thought of herself as being a bit of a free spirit and forward in her actions even if she was a bit on the reserved side.
She was still upset as we turned the corner on a side road and she shocked the hell out of me when she took off her top and then her bra. The bra she hung on the rear view mirror, for all to see. She was still scowling at me and then put her top back on just tying the ends of her blouse under her breasts. She now was sitting there in a see through top without having done up any of the buttons.
She stared at me and defiantly said, "Are you happy now?"
I must admit seeing her boobs under a see through top made her look sexy as all get out. I complemented her on her looks as positively as I could and praised her for displaying herself so openly. I figured I better get back in her good graces, so I put my arm around her and told her, "I'm so proud of you. You look fabulous dressed that way."
That must have been the right thing to say and do just then, because she smiled at me. We continued to cruise some more and as we stopped at a traffic light, some guys on the sidewalk saw her and gave her a wolf whistle.
As she blushed, I told her, "See. Other guys do want to see your breasts. And they seem to like what they see."
It seemed that the more we went up and down the street, the more she was feeling better about how she was dressed and every time she spotted someone noticing her, she would sit a little straighter. She was getting more comfortable with guys looking at her ad I was enjoying the way she was showing herself off.
I could see a grin starting to come on her lips as she realized that she was enjoying the attention, so I asked her, "How are you feeling?"
She told me, "I'm surprised at how good I feel. Knowing other guys like what I have when they see my boobs is getting me turned on."
A lot of people did see her and her hand was soon on my crotch, rubbing my stiffening cock through my jeans. As she caressed me she commented, "You are so hard. Did I do that?"
I told her, "Yes, you did. With you showing your tits off it has turned me on so much that tonight when we get back to your place you are going to get the loving of your life, whether you want to or not!"
We decided to cool off a bit and went to the nearest drive-in restaurant to get some snacks. We sat for a while and we discussed how showing a little bit of her body had gotten us so hot. We both had been a bit surprised that we had discovered that we liked the thrill of her being an exhibitionist.
After we both recognized that fact, I decided to push the boundaries even more and I teased her some more by saying, "I bet you'd get even hotter if someone else besides me was touching you. Who knows maybe you could get lucky with someone else!"
She told me, "With all this riding around half nude and with you talking like that you've got me so horny! We need to leave before we make a scene!"
As we left, she admitted to me, "The thought of you watching someone touching me is getting me really hot." She then said, "But, we will never find out, since no one has ever shown an interest in me besides you!"
