It was a long drive getting to the Keys from the Florida border. Starting out with the sun in my eyes, traffic on I-95 on a week-end was terrible, and concentration was needed while driving. As the day before, my wife sat in back sharing the seat with the luggage while my step-daughter rode in front to take over driving when needed.
Concentrating on the road was not easy, occasionally glancing at Beth's long tanned legs. She had obviously spent some time in a tanning booth before leaving. She caught me looking her way a few times and smiled, knowing that her skimpy shorts were giving me a great view of her legs. Also on display were her magnificent breasts straining at the material of her tank top. Driving was not easy with the heavy traffic and the distraction sitting next to me.
Glancing her way at one point, I was surprised that her hand was rubbing her pussy through the fabric of her shorts as she smiled at me. Luckily, my wife couldn't see her being in the back seat, but would have noticed if I would have reached across to touch Beth. Maybe that was Beth's plan, just to tease me as she had done since we started this trip.
I drove until mid-afternoon after stopping for a light lunch, then we switched drivers. Being on I-95, I had reached Fort Pierce before changing positions, knowing that Beth drives considerably faster and would make the rest of the distance easily. After she slid behind the wheel, I was able to take a distraction-free view of her tits and legs. Knowing what was beneath the fabric of those shorts, I began to get hard and it wasn't going unnoticed by Beth. I began rubbing the length of my bulge, noticing that she was licking her lips.