Written from my perspective talking to my wife. Enjoy!
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You and I are going on a weekend trip, just the two of us. We are driving down a highway, windows down, enjoying a sunny warm day. You're in a white camisole top and shorts, very casual. We're chatting, my hand is resting on your upper thigh as we come to a stoplight intersection in the middle of nowhere. You've got your legs up on the dash and the camisole, tighter around your abdomen and low cut, shows off the curves and size of your breasts nicely. A Jeep pulls up next to us cranking music as we wait for the light to turn green. You look over and see two slightly younger guys sitting in the front. The top is down, the music is loud, and they're laughing and clearly enjoying themselves. The driver is in a cut-off tank top and you can't help but notice how defined his biceps and pecs are.
They look over at us and start cat calling you, making you blush. The light turns green and they speed away. You act embarrassed but I know you enjoyed the attention. As we continue to drive I spot their Jeep a little up the road and get an idea.
"Take off your bra."
"What!" You look at me shocked.
I reiterate my command, looking at you mischievously. After a moment's pause, you smile and seem to shrug "whatever", reach over your head and unclasp your bra, and then pull it out of your shirt and drop it to the floor. The camisole hugs your tits pretty tightly still, and I can see that both of your nipples are becoming hard.
"Getting excited about something?" I ask. You look down at your chest and give them a squeeze, checking yourself out. I reach over and drag one finger up over your breast, making sure to rub over your nipple as it passes by. You inhale sharply and push my hand away, grinning.
I speed the car up a bit and we close the distance to the Jeep. You just now notice that it's them, and point it out.
"Hey, it's those guys from the stoplight" you exclaim, a hint of excitement in your voice.
"Yep! You ready to flash them as I drive by?"
And again - "What!" You look at me shocked.
"Oh c'mon, you know they'd love to see your tits...tits like yours are meant to be shown off. Besides, we're on vacation!"
I got into the left lane and sped up enough to start passing them. I look over at you and squeeze your thigh, then hit the gas a little more. As we became parallel with their car, you turn your torso towards them and put your hands on the window sill. They looked over and notice it is us and started yelling and waving. You wave back at them, lean up a bit, and then grabbed the top of your camisole with your hands and pull it down over your tits while squeezing your arms together. Your full, bare breasts were now fully exposed to these attractive strangers. You stayed in that position for a few moments, enjoying watching their expressions go from enjoyment to shock and joy. They started yelling and pumping their hands in the air, and you smile at them and give your chest a shake back and forth.
The warm air racing over your nipples was stimulating, and the fact that you were displaying your big tits fully bare to strangers in front of your husband got your heart racing. You gave one last jiggle then pulled your top back up over your chest and sat back down. I could see the flushed excitement on your face.
"That was awesome, my sexy little slut" I say to you. You look over at me and give me a wink, clearly exhilarated. I slow down a bit and they pull ahead of us, giving us enthusiastic waves as we break apart. We continue on our trip, chatting, my hand slowly caressing your inner thigh. I can see that your nipples are still hard and am enjoying seeing my wife in such a state.
An hour passes and I start looking for a gas station. We approach a small rest stop, two gas stations and a subway. I take the exit and start to veer left into the first gas station when I notice that same Jeep parked at the second station. I straighten out quickly and proceed to the other gas station, claiming that it has better prices. You're not really paying attention, looking at your phone.
Their Jeep is parked off to the side out towards the back. There are a few other cars parked and some people walking to and from the convenience store. I pull towards their car, claiming that I'm going to go grab some snacks before pulling around to the pump. I pull up to their driver's side and see that they must be inside the store. Telling you I'll be back shortly, I hop out and proceed to the store. You stay inside the car.
Walking into the store, I notice that the two guys are checking out. I drift behind a shelf and watch them head towards their car. As the driver reaches his door he finally notices that it is you in the car and I can see him light up. He stops and starts talking I can tell, and his passenger walks around the car and joins in the conversation. I don't know what you are all saying but I can see that they're in no rush to leave.
I text you, "Looks like you found your friends again!"
After a moment I get a response. "Nick! They're totally hitting on me, and I don't have a bra on!"
I smile to myself. "You can excuse yourself and come in here...unless you're enjoying the attention..."
I look up at the car again for a few moments and see that you're staying put. "Are your nipples still hard?"
"Yes" I get back immediately.
"Good, now get out of the car and continue to talk to them."
I watch as I see the door open and you stand up, shutting the door and gently leaning against it as you continue whatever conversation you're having. Even from 100 feet away inside the store, I can tell that they both keep glancing down at your tits. I can imagine their excitement at viewing your ample cleavage and hard nipples pressing against the fabric of your shirt.
I see you look at your phone and a moment later I get a message. "What do you want me to do now?"
I grin to myself, knowing now that you're right where I want you.
"Tell me how wet you are."
"Soaking."
I leave the store and start walking towards the cars. The way they are parked results in the area between the two cars being difficult to see from the fueling and store area. I slowly stroll up to you all and take a moment to admire the view - you're casually leaning back against the door, nipples clearly visible pushing against the fabric, your hands hooked into your waistline and arms slightly pulled inwards, squeezing your tits out just a bit.
"Looks like you found some friends!" I say to you. The guys look over at me, a hint of sadness flashing across their faces thinking that their time ogling you is coming to an end. I take a step towards you, clearly eyeing you up and down. "She's got some great tits, doesn't she?" I ask, turning back to them.
They freeze for a moment, not knowing what to say.
"What, you already saw them earlier, don't you like them?" I reach one hand over to you and cup a breast. The driver nods his head and speaks up. "Yes, they're fantastic...I'm jealous of all the things you get to do to them."
I pull my hand up over the top of your breast onto your skin, then tuck my fingers under your top and push my hand back down. Grasping your breast fully with my hand I pull back up and remove my hand, exposing one round tit with a very hard nipple. You look down at your chest, heart beating fast, not knowing where I am going to take this but desperately wanting to find out.
"Take your other breast out" I command you. Obediently you raise your left arm and hook your fingers into that side of your camisole, then pull out and down. Your other tit pops out, both now framed perfectly between the shoulder straps of your shirt and the top of your camisole which is now resting beneath your breasts.
"Wow, those are...fantastic." The passenger speaks. This is the first time I get a good look at him. He's just a bit taller than the driver and more sturdy. Whereas the driver had well defined biceps and abs, the passenger had an overall solid build that told of building his muscles through his work and not the gym.
You look up again and bite the edge of your lip in a sultry manner, looking at both of them, titties on display.
"Judging from how hard her nipples are, i'd say my little slut likes showing you her tits" I remark to them.
I turn to you. "Do you want them to touch them?"
"Yes," you respond.