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A Change in Jenny Ch. 01

By: iminNCnow



Author's Note: This is a modified work of non-fiction. Everything in this story happened at one time or another to "Jenny" (not her real name of course) but not all on the same set of days as in the story. The time frame for the events in this story occurred over a number of years. James is a consolidation of two men. Jill and Gary are a consolidation of several couples that we knew over the years. But the overall events and people exist and are still out there somewhere. 

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It all started by accident. Jenny and I were in our second year of marriage and by now had a five month old baby. For those counting (as a lot of people were) Rick Jr. was born a full ten months after the wedding. She had just finished weaning him off mother's milk not long before and her breasts, normally a 38C were still in that swollen condition most mothers get after having a baby. Still and young, and sometimes naive, she was twenty year old, stood only 5'1" and during this trip, still having a touch of the weight from carrying our first child, she weighed about 125 or 130 pounds. She was not a big girl to begin with, but had just the right amount of curves in the right places and a set of short, but very shapely legs. 

It was the thanksgiving holiday in 1980. On that Wednesday night after I got off work, we made the 360 mile trip from the little town we lived in to my grandmother's place, where most of the family would be for Thanksgiving. At 55 mph, it took a long time and it was early morning by the time we arrived. Jenny and Rick Jr. slept most of the way there. After only a few hours sleep, we celebrated Thanksgiving with my family and then made the extra 40 miles to spend some time with Jenny's extended family. It was a very long day and having a 5 month old in tow made it a little tougher, but everyone on both sides wanted to see Rick Jr. 

I had to work early on Saturday morning so we rose early on that day to head home. My parents would be coming back later and since some of the family had still not seen Rick Jr., my Mom, convinced us to leave him with her and Dad. They would be back the next day and she felt we probably needed time to ourselves anyway, even if it was just for one day and most of that day would be on the road. It was tough to convince Jenny to let him stay, but she finally grudgingly gave in. We had a dinner with friends the next evening, so we would pick up Rick Jr. on Sunday.

We left just after sunrise, to get an early start and try to miss the heavier traffic later in the day. We had one large city to get through about twenty miles into the trip and the rest of the way would be through flat, level rural terrain as the interstate crossed the Midwest. I drove for the first fifty miles or so, stopping for fuel on the outskirts of the city before we resumed the trip. Jenny volunteered to drive since I had only had a few hours of sleep over the whole trip so far. 

That early in the morning, after a holiday, only a few other cars and trucks were only on the road. The old Malibu had a radio antenna in the windshield so I had added a CB antenna that looked like a regular radio antenna. I found that if you were speeding a little bit back then and the cops saw a CB antenna, you were more likely to get stopped. It had saved me a lot of tickets over the time I had the car. We could also listen in to the truckers without them realizing we could. Having that CB was important because the cops in that stretch of interstate were notorious for stopping people going even a mile or two over the speed limit. This way we could listen to the truckers and find out where they were. Still, I warned Jenny to keep the speed down on the trip home. We could not really afford to get a ticket. We could barely even afford to take the trip at the time.

So I lay down for a while, setting the passenger seat way back and slept for a little while. According to Jenny, I only slept for about twenty or thirty minutes. I was still a little groggy, and turned a little so that I actually faced her somewhat and tried to go back to sleep. 

That was not easy though. Remember that we had been married about fifteen months at this time and for most of that time, Jenny had been pregnant. She started showing very early (hence the number of people counting months). Now, having already shed most of the weight she gained during the pregnancy, and still having the larger breasts from breastfeeding for a few months, she was definitely curvier than normal and something about being a young mother and wife had her looking very good and it was no secret that a lot of male friends and family members envied me for being the one that got to fuck her on a regular basis. And until we divorced more than 20 year later, she and I rarely went for more than 2 or 3 days without screwing each others brains out except for her pregnancies and the times I had to be away due to my job. And tired or not, I was a little horny, particularly having such a sexy young woman sitting right there for me to enjoy and not really having had the chance to nail my personal little slut for the last day or two. 

The added complication, or delight depending on how you look at it, was that for late November in the Midwest, it was unseasonably hot at the time. No heat wave, but it was still in the high 40's or low 50's at the time. Since we would be spending most of the day in the car, she had dressed for comfort, which, for Jenny at the time, meant she was wearing a sundress. And it was one of my favorites of her sundresses, not because of the color or style, but purely for how she looked in it. And of course, the ease of access I had when she wore it. 

The dress in question was a pinkish floral number. It was very thin, but hid everything except in very strong sunlight. If someone was very close to her in very strong light, the material was somewhat see through. The top had no straps. Instead, little bands of elastic at the top and bottom of the breast area held it in place and enclosed her tits. It was just big enough to hold her tits fairly loosely normally, but with the increases size, it was almost not big enough. The rest of the dress was loose and when she stood, it came down to about an inch or two above her knees. Of course that meant it was only about 5 or six inches below her crotch. Naturally, as she was sitting there, it rose quite a bit and showed most of her upper leg, saving only three inches or so of her modesty and it displayed her lovely legs quite well.

Ok, for the last few months prior to that, I had been envious of Rick Jr. After all, her tits were somewhat larger than normal and I was really not even allowed to touch them because she was pregnant and they were sore, and then she was breast-feeding. So I had been paying them a lot of attention for the last week or two since she weaned the baby. Now they were my playthings again and I was making the most of it while they were still big and gorgeous. The nipples were bigger and stood out a little more when erect and even when they weren't as such, they still protruded a little more than normal. The aureoles had a larger diameter and overall her normally great set of tits was even greater. I loved it.

I reached over and took her right tit in my hand and she looked over at me for a second and with a slight grin said "What are you doing? Aren't you supposed to be resting?" 

As I cupped her tit through the fabric and rubbed the nipple a little, I replied "Yes, but that doesn't mean I can't play a little." 

She took a big breath of resignation as I played with the tit. I could see her breathing change a little as I felt her up and a touch of blush showed on her face. But she tried to concentrate on driving and not what I was doing to her. 

She gasped a little when I slipped the top of her dress down enough to pull her right tit out of the dress. She did a quick check in the mirrors and around just to make sure there was nobody that could see her. It was now out in the open and I continued to fondle it for a few minutes, watching as she turned just a shade redder and her breathing got a little more labored. But now her tit was out for me to have fun with but she kept driving.

We had played around like this before, when we were dating and early in the marriage. But it was only when we were absolutely alone. She wasn't a prude nor was she a virgin when we started dating. I know of at least eight guys that had fucked her before we dated so sex and being naked was not new to her. She had also almost been in a wet t-shirt contest, but could not go through with it, although the t-shirt she had worn at the time was so thin that it didn't really hide much. Her nipples and the aureole could be seen through the thin material if you looked hard enough. Of course, not too many did because the other dozen or so young women in the contest did go through with it and it was just easier to look at their tits. She hurried in to change anyway. But this was before we were dating and were just acquaintances. Of course, I looked. I wanted to fuck her then too. 

In her senior year, her step-brother, who was also in the class, had his best friend over to spend the night. She knew her step-brother Mike had always wanted to fuck her, but she never let him get close. She knew that at various times, he had managed to see parts of her naked, but never all at once. The closest he came to it was the night his friend Gary was there. 

Gary Wayne had a thing for Jenny all along. He was the guy that always tried to sneak a look down her blouse, or try to look up her skirt. He even told her one day that he wanted to fuck her. But she was not even remotely interested in him. That night as she was in the shower, she thought she heard a noise. She managed to look through a gap in the translucent plastic shower curtain and saw Gary and Mike trying to sneak in and see her in the shower. All they could see of her was her shape through the curtain. She gave a short scream and they quickly left although she was not sure what they actually saw. Years later, Mike would admit that they could tell she was naked through the curtain, but they didn't really see anything. 

Ironically, Gary ended up marrying Jenny's best friend Jill right after graduation. His father owned a local trucking company and he was one of the drivers so at least they had a good life. Jenny didn't see much of Jill during the pregnancy but we were supposed to have dinner at their place the next evening. Jenny was never really comfortable around Gary, knowing he wanted to fuck her and had tried to see her naked. Jill was aware of it, so that was not a problem. Jill knew Jenny was not interested. Ironically, I would be the one to nail Jill, and very soon. Jenny and I would have our first threesome with Jill while Gary was passed out drunk. For several years after that, Jill would come over and she and I would fuck her, all with Jenny's knowledge and consent. But that is another story.

I also know that having sex with another guy in college, his roommate and a couple of friends walked in on the two of them. She was riding him and facing the door so when the door was opened, all three of the guys got to see her naked. She tried to cover up but the guy kept going so for a split second there, they all saw her tits flopping and the shaft of the guy's dick moving in and out of her pussy. She collapsed down forward on him as the others laughed and said sorry, taking there time closing the door. She said it was the most embarrassing thing she had ever done. And the guys she was dating just laughed about it, which meant it was also the last piece of ass he ever got off of her, even though he did try for a year or so afterward and even after she was married.

But once she got married, and was officially a wife and a mother, she started to get real conservative. It was a good thing in public, especially living in a real small town, but it did have its disadvantages too. I didn't always get to play with her body like I did before. So being able to play with her tits and have them out in the open like that while we drove was a special treat for me.

She did draw the line at my efforts to slip a hand up her skirt. She just said "Not while I am driving. You can look, but no touching. I would probably wreck." So I lifted the hem of her skirt up a little, not enough to fully reveal her pussy, but I could lean forward and see it. Having been shaved for the birth or our son, her pussy was still completely shaved. I had liked the look of it and asked her to keep it that way for a while. So there was no hair to hide the view of her sweet little slit. 

After a few minutes, she was starting to catch up to a group of trucks. They were still quite a ways ahead, but she was starting to get a little nervous. In the meantime, I had laid back down somewhat and was just looking at her there, left hand on the wheel and the other one nervously at her side, alternating between the wheel and the little fold down console on the Malibu's split bench seat. 

She started to reach up and cover her tits. I told her to stop and she did, but she said, "We are getting pretty close to those trucks." 

I told her not to worry. I drove trucks on a regular basis and there was no way they could see that far back here in their mirrors and that once we got fairly close, she could cover herself back up. 

She then explained that while I was asleep, she passed a group of three or four trucks and they didn't realize she could hear them. Each of them in turn made a remark about how big her tits were and how much of her legs they could see. She had tried to pull the dress down a little farther after the first one but she couldn't do much. The final guy, which was in the first truck especially made her blush by saying "Well, I would like the opportunity to spread those legs, pop those tits out of that dress and bury my face right between then. The I would shove my cock into her tight little pussy and fuck that little redheaded slut so hard she would not be able to close those pretty little legs for a couple of weeks."

Then she added that she heard those other guys up ahead say that they would have to check her out when she caught up with them. And that "I know they will be looking and I am not sure I could handle it if they told everyone my tits were hanging out." And then she looked pleadingly at me.

I could have probably let her off and allowed her to cover herself up, but I wanted to play with her a little. We had something of a dominant-submissive thing going ever since we started dating seriously and having regular sex. It was nothing real advanced or hard-core, just tiptoeing on the wild side occasionally. So I now had the opportunity to further reinforce it.

"And If I ordered you to drive past them like you are now, with your tits hanging out and exposed and your dress up almost to your pussy?"

She looked a little a little scared, giving me that "Please don't make me do this" look, but she took a deep breath, swallowed hard and said" I would."

"Because?"

"Because I am your slut and I can't tell you no." she said, resigned to having to allow those men in the trucks ahead to see her bare tits. And hoping she did not have to get completely naked. But, along with the apprehension and fear she had about it, she was also a little excited. I could see it in her eyes. It was all ok as long as she was doing it because I told her to. It would not be her fault or her choice. It would be a common thread throughout most of our 22 year marriage.

Now I never intended to have her drive by those truckers like that. It was just a fun thing and at the time I really didn't intend for my wife to be showing those tits to anyone but me. But sometimes, fate steps in and takes control. And that is exactly what happened.

I had laid back a little joking that I needed to make sure I was out of the way so they could see her tits as well as her legs. And that I might as well make sure they saw a lot of leg. I pulled the hem up the skirt up so that it barely covered her crotch. She glanced down and she could see that it barely hid her pussy. I could lean forward and see her crotch. I also knew that if we did pass the trucks and they were looking, they might be able to see her crotch.

She blushed a little more and I could tell it was having an effect on her. She told me much later that at the time, she thought of letting anyone but me see her tits or her pussy was almost unthinkable. Part of her wanted to pass the trucks just like she was and another part wanted her to cover up and forget about it ever possibly happening. And the part that really bothered her at the time was the part of her that wanted to strip naked, spread her legs wide open and drive next to each and every one of those trucks for miles at time, letting them see everything she had. But she didn't have the nerve to anything like that. But she would do whatever I wanted her to do, even if it meant stripping for those truckers and then letting each and every one of them fuck her all they wanted. 

But for right now, she was prepared to show her tits and legs to the truckers if that was what I decided I wanted to d. As she was trying to build up the nerve to expose herself to those guys if I told her too, she was still trying to drive but was paying attention only to the traffic and other cars. That was the first mistake.

Now even in an unseasonably warm November in the Midwest, it is still a little cold outside. Especially if there is any wind, like there always was in this part of the country. The last thing you would expect to see, on the side of an interstate, the day after Thanksgiving would be hitchhikers. But there they were, standing on the edge of the road, under an overpass. Undoubtedly, they were there to escape some of the wind, but were probably dropped there by their last ride. Two young men, probably about the same general age as Jenny and I were there and we were up on them before either of us realized. 

Jenny's first reaction was to say "Oh my". She didn't even attempt to cover up or anything. She just froze there, left hand gripping the steering wheel, right hand at her side, the bottom of the dress barely covering her crotch, legs basically bared almost up to her crotch and both of those large lovely titties hanging out for the two young men to see.

Her secondary reaction was to sort of involuntarily pull back a little and then attempt to cover up. Not having been in a situation like this before, she panicked a little. The result was that she tried to reach up and pull the top up over her tits. But she couldn't get it in time. All she did as part of that movement was to actually slip her right hand up and try to find the top just below her left tit. In doing so her arm and hand slid up under her tits and lifted them out and up even more. 

And the other part of the reaction was that she pulled her foot off the throttle. 

Jenny had been driving just a couple of miles over the 55 limit. With as moderate wind, an ever so slight uphill angle on the road, and the drop in fuel caused the car to start slowing down. 

For those of you unfamiliar with that type of car, it has a very large windshield. And being a two-door car, it had very large side windows. Visibility from the driver's side was excellent to the front and sides. As a driver, you could see forward and to the side quite well. With a very light tint on the windows, visibility outside was excellent. It also had a large long hood so the driver, even sitting down on the bench seat, had to be raised up enough to see past the hood. With that in mind, it must also be said that were you to be standing on the side of the road, slightly to the right of the roadway, and watching the car, the front and side windows offered an excellent view of the driver as she approached and then past you. The result was that when the car approached the two young men, their hands extended and thumbs out hoping for a ride, had actually seen her and realized her tits were exposed before it ever registered on her they were there.


A Change in Jenny Ch. 01



So as we approached them, the looks on their faces went from surprise to curiosity and then to delight. Both men had the presence of mind to duck just enough as the car passed by so they could get a better look, the car slowing down a full 8 or 10 miles per hour. And as she passed them, involuntarily she looked at them, turning somewhat to face them, making the view even better for them. 

As she passed them, her bare tits exposed, bare, nipples pert and erect, both of them projected out for them to see, they were no more than six or eight feet away. Even as it passed them at better than 45 MPH, they got a great view of my wife's bare tits. 

Jenny instantly blushed bright red, knowing they had seen her tits. Then she immediately looked over at me. I could see the shame she felt of having those two men look at her and then it was replaced with the fear of my reaction. My immediate response was "Give it some gas, or they will think you are stopping for them. Unless of course you do want to pick them up."

This broke her somewhat out of the trance as the thought of actually meeting and riding with the two men with them knowing what her bare tits looked like suddenly filled her with dread. She instantly floor boarded the car and it shot forward. I followed with "Not too fast dear. You don't want to get stopped."

She slowed down to 55, the blush still very evident on her face. She was breathing very heavily now and then glanced quickly over to me and then, face and eyes straight ahead she said in a very timid, pleading voice "I'm sorry, I didn't see them until it was too late. Please don't be mad."

I realized she was most worried about my reaction. I could see an exit up ahead a mile or so and just said "Pull off at the exit." 

She started to cover herself up and I let her. By the time we reached the exit, she was almost in tears. There was an abandoned gas station and I had her pull up in front of it. Once she pulled in and stopped the car, I turned to her and looked her in the eyes. She had a hard time meeting my gaze, but she tried hard, so afraid of what I would say.

"Did you enjoy the comments those truckers had about you."

She was a little confused, and thought about it for a second and the slowly said "Kinda."

"Did you like them checking out your legs and your tits?" She quickly countered, misunderstanding my question, with "But they didn't see anything."

"They saw it covered up, but they imagined you sitting there naked. Did you like that?"

Once more she hesitated and then said a little sheepishly "Yes."

"Did you like having those two hitch-hikers seeing your bare tits?"

She bit her lip a little and cautiously said "A little."

"Did it excite you?" 

Again a cautious "A little bit."

Now it was time for the big question. I pulled her top back down so that her tits were out. Cupping one in each hand, I slowly started rubbing her still-erect, hard nipples. I asked "Would you like to show them again?"

She leaned her head back when I started, enjoying the sensation of having her tits fondled and her nipples teased. Her eyes flew open and her breath caught when she heard the question and it took her a few seconds before she closed her eyes once more, took one more deep breath and whispered "Yes."

Then she bit her lower lip a little and opened her eyes cautiously to look at me, trying to judge my reaction. 

I smiled at her and said "Surprisingly enough, it actually turned me on too." 

I waited a second or two for that to set in and then said rather authoritatively "Ok. For the rest of this trip, we are going to try this out. If we don't like it after we get home, we won't do it again." 

She just nodded.

"And sweetheart, eventually, before this trip is over, you will show everything." 

To Be Continued



A Change in Jenny Ch. 02



Her eyes grew wide as she realized what that meant, but I reinforced it with "That's right. Sometime before today is over and we get off the interstate, there is going to be at least one lucky trucker out there that will see you completely and totally naked."

Once more the uncertainty of it all could be seen in her eyes. There was a rapid and tumultuous sequence of emotions showing on her face as the full repercussions of it all funneled through her mind. The earlier thoughts of showing all her body re-emerged and now that she thought it might happen floored her a little.  And it frightened her a little. She would be showing strangers her pussy. Men she didn't know and had never met would be seeing the one part of her body that was the most private of all. And she knew that deep inside, she wanted them to see it. Right now she wanted every man in the whole world to see her pussy. She finally gathered herself enough to say in a rather timid and halting voice "You mean I have to show my...my...".

"Say it." 

"I have to show my pussy."

"Yes Jenny. You will be showing your pussy to strangers today." I slid my hand under her dress and slid a finger into her cunt. My other hand lifted the hem of the dress up, revealing her crotch to me.

"At the very least, there will be two strange men out there that will know what your pussy looks like. And at least one of them will see you totally and completely naked." She involuntarily and automatically spread her legs apart as I fondled her and I continued "He will see everything you have. And it will be with your legs spread open even more than you are now. Nothing will be hidden from him."

Her breath was a little more labored now as it all came down onto her and overwhelmed her. I added "It won't be all at once. We will work you up into it." 

That seemed to ease her fears at least a little. Then I added, "But you have to dress the part sweetheart." 

I took the keys out of the ignition and walked back to the trunk and opened it. Curious, she got out too. I noticed she had covered herself back up. Opening the suitcase, I found the dress she had brought with her but not worn. It was my favorite and I wanted her to wear it. I found it and a set of heels for her to wear with it. She brought the dress and shoes in case we needed to go out someplace for Thanksgiving dinner. 

It was a cheap little dress, but it could not have worked better for her had it been custom made for her. It was on a black background with little dark reddish-orange flowers and tiny green stems. From a distance, the dress almost matched the auburn color of her hair. The front was held together with a set of six small buttons. It was just large enough to cover her without gapping between the buttons, but it fit her perfectly, just tight enough in the curves to show that she had them.

The neckline of this dress was a low, sweetheart neckline. When the top button was fastened, it showed just a little cleavage whether she wore a bra or not. Unbuttoned, and without a bra, anyone standing close to her would be able to look down and see everything on the top part of her torso, including both tits.

It had an empire waist and came down to them middle of her upper legs, showing them to their best advantage. With the heels on, I could not imagine how any man alive could not be in full rutting lust with her. I know I was. 

With the bottom button fastened, she had to be careful sitting down because if she parted her legs any at all, her panties, if she was wearing any, could be seen. If she unfastened the bottom button, any time she stepped, the gap would expose her crotch. She knew I liked the dress so she would wear it for me. But she hated having to so carefully watch her actions. And she always wore a bra and underwear with it. Unless of course we were alone and she was really horny. It always got her laid.

I handed the dress and the shoes to her and she started to head back to the car. I stopped her and said "Right here."

She hesitated for a moment and I said "Stand right here" I said and pointed toward the lane of the interstate we had been driving on " and change right here."

She hesitated, seeing the group of trucks approaching the exit. I said to her harshly "Strip now" and she closed her eyes and pulled the sundress up over her head and off. She finished just in time for the first truck to catch a glimpse as she stood there naked, the dress in her hand. She shivered a little at the sound of the air horn honking his approval. I took the dress from her as the second truck approached the underpass, the driving, craning his neck to look up at her as he passed. 

He had dropped his speed so I handed her the shoes and told her to put them on first. She did so as the second truck passed. Then I handed her the dress. She slipped it on and managed to cover herself up as she watched with shock and some fear as the third driver almost was able to slow down enough to make the off-ramp. But he had to continue. Had he a second of two more, he would have been able to see her there naked up close rather than from the length of a football field or more. 

I knew she might actually balk at performing the action once it came down to actually doing it, so I decided to try to make her a little more willing to perform. It also would tend to cement this suddenly new aspect of our relationship in place. I led her, wearing only the heels, to the driver's side of the car. I sat down in the seat and started to feel her up some. 

We were on the side of a smaller highway, so in the interest of discretion, I handed her the dress and had her put it on. But I did not let her button it. Instead, I had her stand there facing me holding the dress out and open. Nobody that passed during this whole time could actually see anything other than her legs below the dress as they passed, but I could see and then feel everything. For the next minute or so I fondled and felt her as she stood there, displayed for me and she knew that three or four cars passed during that time. Her face at the end was flushed bright red and she said later it was one of the most embarrassing and humiliating things she had ever done. And she loved it.

I then had her get in the passenger seat. She did have to walk around the front of the car with the dress unbuttoned and flapping open, but no cars passed us. I flipped up the center console and had her lay down on the bench with her head in my lap. I started the car and prepared to head out to the interstate. But just before I did so, pointed down the older highway about fifty yards and she gasped when she realized that there was a couple of guys in an old pickup parked in a field. She quickly realized that when she walked to the driver's side of the car and around the front of the car, they would have seen everything. Of course, they could see her while I was feeling her up also. 

I then drove us away and soon we made our way back onto the interstate. It took us several minutes and miles to catch up to the trucks once more. During that time, I had her position herself so that we could play our little game with the truckers.

To start out, the bottom two buttons would be fastened. She would lay in the seat with her legs together to the side and the skirt of the dress pulled tight underneath her. That way, most of her legs, up to just below her crotch would be visible, but nothing above. The top is pulled together but not buttoned. The topmost fastened button would be right above her crotch. Anything from her navel and above could be displayed if the top of the dress was spread open.  

I told her that she would wait for my instructions. She was not to think about that she was doing, just do what I told her to do when I told her to do it. She said ok. I could tell she was nervous and scared, but she was very horny now and she was also very excited.

So she wouldn't have time to think about it too much, I caressed her hair and cheek as we pulled up alongside the first truck. Her breathing was getting harder as she struggled with what she was about to do. This would be one the hardest things to do, giving that first deliberate flash. As we pulled up to the back of the cab of the truck, I could see the driver checking us in the mirror and looking back out of the window occasionally toward us. He definitely recognized the car and he had already seen her naked from a distance. 

I reminded her that he was not seeing anything new now. He had already seen her naked, just from a distance. This time it will just be a little closer. Then, when I was sure he could see her lying in the seat I said "Jenny, I love you. Now just reach up and pull open the left side of your top." 

She reached down and I guess the adrenalin was a little high because she almost jerked the first fastened button loose. The whole left side of her body, from just above her pubic bone upwards, was now exposed for this strange man to see. Her eyes were closed and I said "Jenny" and she looked up at me.

I just said "Look at him and make sure he is looking." 

She balked a little, her eyes pleading. She didn't want to actually see him. 

I repeated "Jenny, look at him and smile. Show him that it is ok for him to look at your tit." She sighed and then looked at him. I was amazed at how much redder she could blush. But she looked him in the eye. 

"Now wave goodbye to him" and she did as I sped up and put him behind us. As we neared the next truck I told her that when she exposed herself, I wanted her to look them in the eye until I told her she could wave." She said "OK", clearly not enjoying that part, but she seemed to be enjoying the actual act of baring herself and letting these strangers see her private areas.

I had her close the dress back up and then told her that once we got up next to him, and she looked him in the eyes, she was to smile and show the right tit. And of course, he was waiting for it. It did not dawn on her that I had turned off the CB. So he and the other truck ahead knew she was flashing.

The lead truck of the three got to see both tits together.  After the wave and we pulled ahead, I asked her if she wanted to catch other trucks, or did she want to treat those guys again. She just breathed an excited "Whatever". 

I noticed that up ahead were another group of four trucks. I had a plan for all of them so I increased speed until I started to pull even with the back of the tail truck in the group. I adjusted my speed until I was only fast enough to slowly start pulling up to the cab of the truck. I told her to unfasten the bottom button and only leave the one just above her crotch buttoned. I reminded her that I would be giving her instructions and she was supposed to do exactly what I said. She once again said ok and we began to approach the cab. 

I had made sure the passenger seat was laid back as far as possible. I had also adjusted the passenger side visor so that it was to the side, not blocking the view of the trucker, but with the vanity mirror tilted so that I could see her crotch. I saw her response as she made contact with him, knowing full well what he would be seeing. This was the absolute hardest act of exhibitionism for her to perform. And I was going to make sure she did it fully and completely. 

Her legs were still curled up to the side and I told her to straighten them out. She couldn't quite get them fully straight, but it spread the dress open enough that I could see her crotch in the mirror. And I was sure he could now. 

But all that was visible was the upper part of the pussy and the lips. Now was the time. 

"Jenny, I want you to move your right leg as far toward the back of the car as you can." She obediently did it, breathing hard, and I could now see her whole pussy in the mirror, a little bit of the pink now showing as her cuntlips parted slightly. And she was wet for the excitement and humiliation.

"Now move your left leg as far forward as you can." Once more she did as she was told and now my wife's hot, wet sweet little pussy was wide open and bared for a complete stranger to look at. I could see it in the mirror, all wet shiny and spread open as wide as she could get it.

"Is he looking?" And not breaking eye contact with him she breathlessly said "Yes". 

"So is he getting a good look at your pussy?"

She shuddered and said "Yes."

"Yes what?"

Her eyes darted to me and then she swallowed a little before she said "Yes he is getting a good look at my pussy."

"Do you like him looking at it?"  And without thinking she said a quick "Yes."

I could see the fire in her eyes that showed she was excited and horny.

"Would you like to show your cunt to some other strangers?" And she said yes.

"Then wave goodbye to him." and she did as we pulled away.

For the next truck, she had to pull open the right side of her top to show her right tit, and then she opened her legs for him to see. And the same basic question was asked, but this time she knew what to expect. And she was getting more used to having someone see her naked. 

The third trucker got the same combination of seeing one of her tits and her pussy, but he got to see the left tit instead. 

For the fourth trucker, the one that would see everything, I had her button the dress up completely. Once we got up next to him, she made eye contact with him. I asked her if he seemed disappointed and she said that he did look a little disappointed. So I told her to strip for him. One button at a time until they were all open, and to open it up as much as possible after each button. 

She quickly began to unbutton the dress, starting at the top and soon had her tits, and then her stomach and finally, her crotch open for him. I then had her raise up in the seat and take the dress off completely. She did and I had her lay back down and open her legs for him like she had done for the other truckers. Then she told him goodbye and we sped off. 

I let her sit there naked as we pulled away from them. I knew that up ahead, the interstate dropped into a small creek shed and there was an exit I planned to take it so I sped up until it was safe for us to pull off without those truckers seeing it. We pulled up where we could see each of them go by. While we were there waiting, I asked her if she was ready to continue. Without hesitating she said yes.

I then had her lay back down in the seat like she would be for the next round. Taking our coats I placed them under her back, raising her chest up. It was a little uncomfortable for her at first, but once her head was on my lap, it wouldn't be as bad and it would project her tits up more. Then I took a couple of old blankets we kept in the car because it was November after all. I stacked them and placed them under her hips so it raised her pelvis up and tilted her just a little toward the window. It would provide and even better view for the truckers.

I told her to roll down her window and then close her eyes. I opened the trunk and found a few objects I wanted and then walked to the passenger side. I then told her how she would be displayed for the next round. I had her take place her right foot as far back as it would go. Reaching in, I wrapped the tie from her robe around her ankle and then tied the other end to the head restraint of the seat. It was laid back so her leg was spread to the side as far as it would go. Next, I took the tie from my robe and wrapped it around her left ankle. I pulled it forward and closed the other end in the passenger side door. Now her legs were tied down in spread condition and the blankets raised her pelvis up enough that we would have to be careful not to pass any cars because her pussy was almost at the door top level and spread open wide.

I told her that we were going to pass those seven trucks again. Only this time, she would be totally naked and exposed for all seven of them. We would pull up next to one and once she was sure he was looking at her pussy, she would reach down, making sure she didn't cover her tits with her arms. She would then reach from the side of her hips and using one finger on each hand, she was to spread her pussy lips as far apart as she could. 

Her eyes went wide when I said that. She had already shown her pussy but now she was going to have to show the insides to these men. But she didn't say a word. 

The next rule was that once she spread her cunt open, I would check the mileage. She would be exposed to each and every one of these men, totally nude, tits bared and pussy pulled open for one mile each. That meant she would be displayed for each of them at little more than one minute each. She shivered a little at that but still did not say anything. But the humiliation she was feeling at having to expose herself that way was beginning to show. 

Then, I informed her that if she broke eye contact with one of them, or let her pussy close while they were looking, the mile started again as soon as she recovered. 

I then had her get in position, eyes looking at me, smiling, and arms down her sides and spreading her cunt. Then she almost shrieked when I pulled up the old Polaroid camera and took some pictures of pictures of her that way. Then I took some close-ups of her pussy, looking down into it as she spread it open. Then I took some pictures of her tits. I had been trying to get her to agree to let me take pictures of her for a while and she always said no. I figured this was the best time to do so and she let me. I went through two packs, about twenty pictures in all.

I got back into the car and hit the button to roll the window back up. Then I taped an assortment of the pictures I had taken on the roof of the car so she could see them. In between trucks she was to look at those pictures until I told her to put the show on. That way she would have a fresh idea in her mind of just how much of her each of those complete strangers could see.  

We waited for the trucks to pass and then I headed back onto the interstate. And I turned the CB back on. She had forgotten about it. I told her that I wanted her to listen to them talking about her and turned the volume up. Even now they were describing her and the one lucky guy up front was telling the others all about her pussy. Four of them had seen it but the others hadn't and they were lamenting their back luck. Then the last one in line and the first one she actually flashed up close suddenly came on and told the rest that he thought the car was behind them again. And that he hoped she would show him more this time. Her titty was nice, the he wanted to see that pussy of hers. 

She was breathing heavy again, ears listening to the talk on the CB and her eyes, when she did not close them after some of their raunchier comments, were studying the pictures taped to the roof above her and imagining them seeing that and then describing it to the other drivers.  And of course, the rear truck slowed down to allow us to catch up. 

Unbeknownst to her, when I saw him slowing up, I slowed up a little too. It was gradual so that she could not feel the car slow, and there was no visual reference for her either. The driver slowed down a little and as we started to catch up to him, I heard her take a deep breath and she looked up at me once more before we caught up to the cab. I saw fear, shame, lust, desire and excitement in my sweet wife's face as the cab slowly came into view and she was now on.

The CB cracked to life as the driver said "It is her."  And then as we pulled up next to him and he could see, he practically screamed into the mike "and she is buck naked and spread wide. I wish I was in there with her. She looks spread, primed and hot to be fucked." 

She blushed and looked up at me once more then she made eye contact with him and gave him a nervous smile. Then my sweet little twenty year old bride spread her pussy lips as far apart as she could and let that strange man look into the very depths of her most private orifice.  Having just given birth to a large baby boy just a few months before, it would now stretch a lot wider than it had when had our honeymoon. That night I filled her pussy several times with champagne by shoving the neck of the bottle inside her and letting it fill her up. After the champagne was gone, I even used the bottle as a dildo to tease her before I fucked her for the first time as her husband.




A Change in Jenny Ch. 02



But now, it was on display for this man. She didn't know him, and would probably never meet him. But now he had seen more of her than most of the people she knew or would even know had. Hell, some of the guys that screwed her before we started dating never got to see her pussy this well. And I know a few guys that would later nail her that didn't get to view her laid out and naked this well. But there she was my own personal designated fuck hole, now fully on display for this complete stranger to look at. As soon as she spread them open I whispered "The mile starts now." 

Of course that was almost drowned out by the CB as the guy told all his friends and everyone else that she even had her cunt lips pulled open and he could see her lots of the pink inside her. She was almost a complete blush by now and I know it seemed like forever for her before the mile was over. But that was almost a minute and a half as we had both dropped almost to 40 MPH by the time I told her to sit up, blow him a kiss and wave goodbye. 

I increased speed and caught up with the next guy who also had slowed down a little. The talk on the CB continued as each of the six other drivers each got their chance to see my spouse spread wide and open for their viewing pleasure. And each had their own version of what they thought of her spread out and open like that and what they would do to her if they got the chance. And of course they quickly realized that each of them was given the chance to see her for a mile so by the end of it all, the last guy got almost a two minute peek. 

She also realized it after the sixth one and just endured the final one. Then I pulled forward and sped back up to the speed limit. I let her untie herself and it was not great surprise that all seven trucks sped up and passed us. She let them all look again even though I had told her she didn't have to. She actually seemed to enjoy it more the second round because she didn't have to look at them unless she wanted to and she didn't have to show them. The other difference is that before we started passing them again, she actually went on the CB and told them they should be ashamed of themselves for talking so rudely about a woman that had just showed her body to them that way.

So of course, this time around each of them tried to convince her to stop but she just told them she would let them look, but they were not allowed to touch. She was thoroughly enjoying this pass. She got to flirt and she even fingered and fondled herself for them. One of them even asked her to kneel and stick her ass up to the window. As she did, she actually asked if he could see her pussy that way and when he said no, she kept positioning herself until he could see both her ass and her pussy at once. 

Finally after we passed them all again and picked up speed, she thanked them for looking at her pussy. I must admit that surprised me. My conservative little naive wife had found something naughty that she enjoyed. She also mentioned that we would have to stop soon because all this showing off had made her horny and she wanted my dick in her very soon. OF course each of them offered to do it in my place but she just said once again, they could look at it, but only I got to use it.

Having spent a lot of time in this area before, I had one more thing I wanted to do and I knew where to do it. I had her tell them to slow down quite a bit just before they got to a certain mile marker and keep their eyes open. Then she told them she was through and ignored their calls. I did have her tell them to let her know when they were getting close to that mile marker.

I sped up and exited a mile or so before that mile marker. I took a couple of back roads I knew of and found a dirt road that actually crossed over the interstate, but had no exit to it. I had friends in the area at one time and I knew that this road would most likely not be used since today since nobody in the area would be working on the day after Thanksgiving. It was also in an area where the two lanes of the interstate were split somewhat and had trees growing in the median. Nobody coming from the other way would be able to see us.

Jenny of course, was in the dark about what was happening, but by now, having been naked so much today, she wasn't too worried about what she would be doing here. She did however tell me she wanted to fuck and I told her it would happen very soon. I stopped on top of the overpass and parked over the westbound lanes. I told Jenny to get ready and even though it was cool outside, I told her she would be ok and wouldn't be there long. I had her get out and stand by the railing. She assumed she would be there for them to see as they drove under. And of course, she was right to a point. 

Once the first trucker announced they were a couple of miles away I got out of the car and walked up behind her. I laid her dress over the top of the rail and had her lean on it. I told her to step up on the little cement riser that the rails were attached to and spread her legs wide. She was still under the impression that it was to allow them to see her naked once more. That was until I slid my cock into her pussy from behind. She wasn't expecting it, but she had been horny for the last hour or so, having flashed so many strangers and she was still very wet. It was not long before I was pumping her hard from behind, jamming into her from behind and making her titties shake. Her orgasm started to build and then we saw the little group of trucks appear, running slowly and looking around for her. 

When the realized that she was on the overpass, getting fucked, the slowed way down. And for Jenny, that was all it took. Having shown her pussy to these guys, she was now there, leaning on the railing, titties flopping around from the movement, with seven complete strangers watching her get screwed. She had a huge orgasm and relaxed, only to have another start when she realized that the trucks were actually pulling over and watching. 

Now I have to admit, that having them watch me bang my wife, after just seeing her show that same pussy I was fucking to those guys did me in too and I came, filling that hot, damp, pink flesh they had seen with my seed. I pulled out and had her wave at them and yell thanks. We then hurried to the car and took off, leaving them there. 

Sated somewhat now, and not having the full impact of the morning events hit her yet, Jenny curled up in the seat like before. Soon she was in sleeping. I did manage to get her to lie on her back once more and managed to get her legs spread open. I draped one of the blankets over her and we were soon back on the Interstate. 

I half expected to see those guys again, but I assumed that they had either stopped somewhere or had gone on. For the next couple of hours, as Jenny slept, I continued to drive. I occasionally would rub one of her nipples or finger her clit lightly, not enough to wake her but enough to make her moan a little in her sleep. And it kept her legs open. She did not realize it, and the CB was turned down enough that she could not hear, but those seven drivers were just the first to see her pussy that day. For the next couple of hours, we passed at least a dozen or more truckers. I slowed down next to each, and for a mile or two, I let them look at my sleeping wife's bare tits and her exposed pussy. And she was slept through it all. 

Finally she woke back up and I am sure she was aware that she had probably been exposed some while she was asleep, but I don't think she had an idea of just how much and how often she had been seen. 

She asked first if she could get dressed again. I said yes and she then mentioned that she really didn't want to wear the dress she had been wearing for the flash session. And then she said that she actually wanted to dress somewhere else beside in the truck or standing out in the open. 

There was a rest area a few miles ahead, so we decided to stop there to let her change. Of course she had to wear the dress into the rest room of the rest area, heels and all. She got a different sundress and shoes to wear and went in to change. 

I scanned the truck lot just in case one of the truckers we flashed was there, but I didn't recognize any of the trucks. Part of me wanted one of them to be there and another part didn't. And right now I was getting the vibe that Jenny definitely would not want to be near one of them at all.

And even had there been one of those guys there, I doubt they would have recognized her except for the car she got into. With the exception of the hitch-hikers, she was not wearing her glasses for the rest of the flashes. She could see without them enough to see the faces of the men and the pictures that were taped to the roof of the car, but for distances and reading, she had to wear the glasses.

Up until now, her just beyond shoulder length auburn hair was down. Even when she was laying down it was spread a little around her and now she had it tied back in a pony tail. She had on some rather conservative shoes and the sundress was a loose-fitting one that came down to mid-calf level. Two wide straps held the dress on her shoulders. This was one of her least sexy outfits because it hid and obscured her body completely and the whole image was somewhat conservative and dowdy. That turned out to be a good thing in a few ways a little later. 

Once we were back on the road, she asked me to turn off the CB. I was a little confused and she just said "If we pass anyone that that has seen..." she fumbled for the right way to say it, and then finally said "me" in a way that implied more than just seeing her as a person, "I don't want to hear about it on the CB or even know about it. Let them enjoy what they saw and let me remain clueless about it."

The morning's activities had finally seemed to sink in. She was blushing just thinking about what had happened. I could tell she was a little disappointed in herself, and the shame and guilt were starting to get to her a little. I asked her how she was feeling and she just said "Slutty. Cheap. Embarassed. Humiliated. Degraded. Basically, I feel like a cheap little whore right now. I cannot believe I did all that. And how much I enjoyed it."

I admitted that I enjoyed it too. More than I thought was possible. She responded that she knew I liked it, but after all, I didn't get naked. I didn't show my most private parts to a bunch of complete strangers and even let them suggest things they wanted to see. I wasn't the slut. She was.

I could understand somewhat. After all, only a few short hours ago, she had been a young, devoted, somewhat conservative wife. Until a few hours ago, the only guys that had seen her naked had been the ones she had sex with or the two that had seen her without permission. Now, she knew for certain there where seven and probably more complete strangers that knew exactly what her pussy looked like spread wide open for them to see.  She had gone from a girl that would have been appalled to think that anyone other than her husband and her doctor would have the chance to ever see her tits as large as they were now. And that someone other than me or a doctor would ever see her pussy that openly and blatantly displayed was unthinkable. As for her actually spreading her pussy lips apart to let them see more, that was totally out of the question. That is, until this morning.

I then told her that it was an experiment and we tried it. If she didn't want to do it anymore, that was ok. She thought for a moment, as if trying to find the right words to say. She hesitated and I simply told her not to try to pretty it up. She should just tell me what she was feeling about it. 

She took a deep breath and said, "I enjoyed it a lot. Maybe too much for my own good." It was clear that she was a little conflicted about the whole thing. 

Then she said, "The worst part for me was looking at them and knowing I had to actually show myself to them. That was the real hard part." She paused for a second or two and then, lowering her head and not looking at me she said "I liked knowing they were looking at my tits. It turned me on knowing they were seeing my pussy. But having to spread my legs open to show them bothered me. And seeing their eyes when I did spread myself bothered me a little." 

"What about the last round, when you were doing 'requests'?" I asked. 

She thought for a moment and said, somehow that was different. I wasn't looking at them and I was just doing things. I had no real control over what they were seeing. I was doing what they wanted me to do. Somehow it just seemed different and more exciting that way."

She paused once more and said finally "I guess what I am saying is I like showing myself off but I don't want to be the one in charge of doing it. If I am naked and they see it that is one thing, but to actually show them directly is another." 

She thought for a second and added " And I don't really want to see them looking."

"So if they look up your skirt, and you aren't wearing panties and they see your pussy?"

She blushed a little but said matter-of-factly "If they see something by accident, something they were not supposed to see, and they just got lucky, that would be very exciting. It is not my fault and I didn't blatantly show them."

"And if you notice them looking?" 

"Then I will let them see as much as I can for as long as I can."

"Then we may have to try that sometime soon."

I could see the excitement and the anticipation that flooded her face and she simply said "We can do that."

"And what about deliberate flashing? Like showing the truckers today?"

"As long as I don't have to look at them and I don't have to control what is seen, that is ok." Then she quickly added, "But not right now. I need to rest for a while. And I am hungry."

I told her that was ok. I probably needed to stop for fuel anyway soon.



A Change in Jenny Ch. 03



Not really taking the big picture into consideration at the time, I stopped in a truck stop to get the fuel. There were not a lot of chain truck stops at the time, but this was one of them. And the place was huge.  I did realize though once we got into the lot that there were a few trucks that Jenny had flashed without her knowing. I didn't see any of the ones that she actively flashed, but it was a big lot so they could have been there. Not that it was too much of a problem. 

Back then, most of the truck stops were just that, primarily for trucks and truckers. Most would have a pump or two off to the side for gasoline, instead of the massive area most have for automobiles these days. So even while we were filling up, there was not much chance of anyone recognizing the car since it was off by itself. 

Jenny went in to use the restroom and then she was to get us a table in the cafe there. I filled the car and then parked it out of the way, next to the cars of the workers, which was about the only place for automobiles to park. Then I went inside to find Jenny.

She was at a table in the restaurant. I noticed that a few of the truckers were checking her out. I was a little worried at first that she would be recognized but then I remembered that she looked a lot different from the woman they had seen. And besides, when a man is looking at a young, sexy woman, laying there in a car with her tits bared and her pussy exposed, most men would pay very little attention to her face, if they even realize she has a head at all. No, the reason they were checking her out was she was a young female sitting alone at a table in a truck stop restaurant. And she wasn't dressed like the lot lizards they were used to.

So when I joined her, the interest in her died down almost instantly. Had she been dressed in one of the other two dresses she had worn today, their interest in her might have been greater, but dressed as she was, with the spinster glasses and the hair pulled back she didn't really rate as high on their "how much would I like to fuck that little slut" scale. She looked older and plainer dressed that way than she really was. And there was a guy with her.

The place was full and there was so much noise from the jukebox that was playing too loud and the conversation that we stopped trying to talk much in there. It was just not worth the effort unless it was really important. I know she wanted to talk more about the flashing but it was too loud to really get into it much here without the whole room hearing it. And as much fun as we both had doing it, it was not the kind of thing you discussed where people could hear. It was a personal thing between she, I and of course the men that got to see her. And they were not important as people, but as objects, much like she was not important to them other than the fact that she had a set of tits and a cunt that they had never seen before.

We ordered our meal and I excused myself to go to the restroom. There were some guys in the stalls and they were talking to each other there between the stalls. It took a few seconds to understand what they were talking about and then realize they were talking about seeing Jenny. They were discussing, in rather rude and precise terms, various parts and portions of her anatomy, right down to the little mole/birthmark on her upper right leg, just below her crotch. I felt like asking them what her face looked like but I doubt they could tell me much. 

I returned to the table and decided not to tell Jenny about it just yet. She would be so embarrassed she would not be able to eat and we would probably have to leave anyway. And I was hungry for that chicken-fried steak.

From our table I could see the entrance to the restrooms. I waited and eventually the two men came out, laughing about something that was said. The walked toward us and passed us by, barely giving Jenny or I a second glance. I was right, they had no clue it was her they had seen naked earlier that day. 

We finished our meal and Jenny left to go use the restroom. I told her I would wait for her here at the table. The jukebox quit and the noise level died somewhat. I could here the men in the corner booth next to us. They were behind Jenny and then I realized that three of them were in that second group of four that Jenny flashed. 

Since the jukebox went off and they could hear each other, the three that had seen her started telling the other three about what they had seen that morning. And they were giving a few other truckers the low-down on the whole thing.  Listening to them for just a few moments, I suddenly realized why they didn't recognize Jenny. There were just enough details that the got right to be close enough for me to know they were discussing her. But most of the physical attributes were wrong or slightly off. Jenny was nowhere near the 5'7" or 5'8' they thought she was. And they got the make and year of car wrong, though the color was correct. 

The most amazing thing was the variance in ages. One thought she was in her late twenties and the other assumed she was jailbait, being sixteen at the oldest. So they really had no clue. I wonder how they would have reacted knowing she was sitting right there in the next booth this whole time.

When Jenny came back toward the booth she had to pass right by their booth. I noticed they quickly checked her out, but none of the three that had seen her recognized her at the time. I did notice that Jenny was a little troubled though. She sat down and started to say something. I of course knew what she was going to say.

I put my finger to my lips as a sign to not say anything. Then I leaned forward and whispered to her "Let me guess. One of them looks familiar."

She was a little confused now, by my sudden mind-reading ability and the fact that she could not place the guy. And of course I though it was funny because they didn't even recognize her. Of course that was because she was too short to be the woman they remembered. And she did not recognize them because she had seemingly forgotten about the events that morning.  The smart-ass voice in my head was dying for me to say "DUH, trucks stop....truckers....you looked at them the whole time....." But I didn't.


Instead I whispered, "Don't say anything. Don't react. But the reason you recognize him was because you looked him in the face this morning at least twice."  

She didn't react where anyone else could see. But her eyes got wide and she blushed just a little. And I could see that suddenly she remembered exactly where she knew him from.  She leaned over and whispered "Oh My.....He was the one that wanted to see my ass." 

She thought about that for a moment and then I saw a little touch of annoyance flood through her as she suddenly realized he did not recognize her at all.  And always looking for the opportunity to be a little naughty myself, I decided to act on that.

Leaning close and whispering in her ear where only she would be able to hear it I said "And he didn't even recognize you at all did he."  She stiffened a little and I poured it on a little more. "So all you were to him this morning was a pair of tits and a spread cunt, weren't you. Does that make your feel cheap? Degraded? Humiliated?  Well it shouldn't."  

I could tell by her body that as I said all those things, she was feeling that inside, like she was just a set of tits and a pussy. She was flushing a little redder as she felt cheap and degraded and humiliated. But then she was confused about why she would feel that way.

"Why not" she said, a little tremble in her throat. 

"Because, I heard him describe you. If you were standing in a line-up naked, he could identify you in a heartbeat. And if you looked now like you looked this morning, he would have recognized you. But you had your hair done, your glasses off and you were not dressed like an old lady librarian on summer break. He didn't recognize you because you do not look like the you he had seen. And for some reason he thought you were much taller." 

I let that sink in for a moment as the realization flooded through her that her appearance was different. Then I dropped the other big bombshell.

"And he is not alone. There are at least seven or eight other guys in this place right now that have seen your pussy darling. And none of them recognized you. And you only recognized one of them. And you should have recognize at least five of them."

She looked around for a second or two, checking faces and it visibly bothered her that she could not recognize them. I did tell her about the stuff he had gotten wrong and she listened as the guys in then next booth discussed her and what she had shown, how she showed it and what they would have done to her if they could have met her in person. After all, in their words "any slut that would show her cunt like that to perfect strangers would just as easily let you fuck her." 

Then I asked if she wanted to be a little naughty, and a little daring, and get even with the guy. I do not know what went through her mind, but she finally said a tentative "Maybe."

I then just lifted one of the pictures I had taken earlier out of my shirt pocket. I had taped some of them to the roof, but the rest I had placed in my shirt pocket and forgot about until now. I had her come sit beside me on the booth and look through the pictures. We chose one that she had managed to accidentally hide most of her face, but her tits and pussy were sharp, clear and fully exposed. 

Ok, once more she surprised me by going along with it. She had been so opposed to letting me take pictures of her naked before today. And now, here she was, choosing which one to leave for that stranger as a memento of today. So I reminded her that giving him a picture of her naked means he would always have a reminder of what she looked like naked. And that he would probably show it to all his friends. Who knows how many strangers would get to see it. Of course, this was before the internet, but I have actually seen the scanned version of that picture on the internet a time or two. In fact, in the early days of a certain Online service, a lot of women sent that picture out as being them.

She just shrugged a little and said "I figure that now that we have started doing....uh...what we were doing this morning, what are a few more men that see me like that? After all, it is not like they can see my face, if they are looking at it anyway. And nobody knows who it is anyway. Or will even care for that matter." Then she smiled and said "And occasionally, when I think about it, you will probably get raped because of it."

I just said "And why is that a problem?"

She had brought her purse in with her. I had her get a pen and a small notepad. Jenny always had a pen, pad, a couple of small envelopes and stamps in her purse. She always said that when you needed them you could never find them. Well this was the perfect example of how that thinking carried out. Of course she had a lot of other things in there too. I don't know what all there was, but the purse was always heavy and I did not want to see what all was in there.

She wrote a little letter to the guy that basically said she hoped he liked seeing her this morning and she hoped he enjoyed it as much as she did. Then she listed the things she and I had heard that were wrong about her height, her hair, and everything else, including he year and make of car.  

Then she added that she would not have let him fuck her, but if he had been that close, she would have let him see her pussy up close and maybe even let him feel her up. She only fucked her husband these days, but she wouldn't have minded letting feel her up a while. She concluded that with "In other words, you could have had finger fucked me or whatever, as long as your dick didn't go in there."

She told him she was leaving this picture for him to remember her by. It didn't really show her face and he could show it to whoever he wanted as much as he wanted. And that the face not being fully visible was not really important anyway. After all, for the past half hour, he had been sitting only a foot or two away from her. She had been in the next booth. And she even passed right by him at least three times. Had he recognized her, he could have sat in the booth beside her and played with her as much as he wanted while she had her breakfast. And she would have made sure he got a good long and very close look at her. Whatever he wanted to see. But since he didn't recognize her and didn't ask.....

She ended the note with line to tell him and his friends to look out the window toward a place where only the men in the booth would have a chance to see. "I have a parting 'gift' for you and your friends." 

Then she signed the note, "With Love (and a little Lust), Jenny."

She also signed the bottom of the Polaroid "Enjoy, Love J."

She sealed the note and the picture in the envelope. She knew his name was Henry because she heard one of the other guys call him that a few minutes before. So she addressed it to Henry. 

When she stood up and turned to head out, she "accidentally" on purpose brushed his arm since he was on the end of the seat. She smiled sweetly and said she was sorry. He said that was ok and he checked her out a little more. She did say later that he appeared to still be hard from seeing and thinking about her and that made her feel even more naughty. 

We paid at the counter and then, as we were leaving, she asked the waitress for a favor. She handed her the envelope and asked her to deliver it to the guy in the booth. "He is an old friend of mine and I am playing a joke on him."  The waitress said ok.

When we got to the car, she stripped quickly and completely, leaving her glasses on and her hair up. She wanted them to recognize her from the restaurant. She covered herself with a blanket and we pulled up next to the building by the booth the men were sitting at. All of them got up to look and she threw the blanket back and lifted her hips and arched her back, giving them all a good quick look at her naked body and then she blew Henry and kiss and we took off.

She was smiling for quite a while after that imagining how he must have felt, knowing he was that close to her and the she had even made a point of bumping into him. She was sure that picture was being closely scrutinized by the guys at the table. She said it made her "tingly inside" just thinking about it.

Since it was now well past noon, there was a lot more traffic on the road. I expected Jenny to get dressed again, but she didn't. She stayed right there on the seat covered with the blanket. We used that to hide her nudity when there were other cars around. She actually drifted off to sleep but she made sure her legs were spread out in a way that I could move the blanket and her pussy would be on display for the truckers we passed. She had removed her glasses and let her hair back down too. 

Before closing her eyes to sleep she said I could show her body to anyone I wanted to, just "Don't get me arrested and don't show any kids." Other than that, I was free to reveal her spread bared pussy and her tits to anyone and everyone I wanted. And for a long while, I did just that.

The only stop we made in that portion of the trip was once she "woke up" somewhat to tell me she needed to use the bathroom soon. It was twenty miles to the next rest area and she said that was ok and drifted back to sleep. Of course, during that twenty miles, there were about seven or eight truckers that got to see my sweet little wife's completely naked body. But most of them were just quick looks since the traffic had picked up.

Once we stopped, she just put on the dress she wore for the flashes, leaving the top and bottom buttons undone and put on the heels. She was feeling hot and sexy she said and she was actually hoping some guys would try to look. She wasn't going to deliberately show anything but if someone was looking, she would not hinder the view if possible. 

I followed her in, watching her walk toward the building. That dress fit her great and the view was excellent either way. I saw a few men really checking her out as she passed them. And I am sure at least one of them saw a flash of her bare crotch as she walked. I decided that I would have her walk for me in that dress some and see her from all angles so I would know what they were seeing. 

I used the men's room and then went back outside to have a smoke while I waited for her. Of course, I sat on a park bench so I could watch her walk out and see what the one guy had seen when she was walking in. 

In a minute or two she came out of the building heading back to the car. It took a moment or two for me to realize she was not wearing her glasses. So she really could not see for sure who was looking and what they were seeing. She didn't see me at first and I enjoyed the sight of her walking down the sidewalk. And I wasn't alone. There were a few others looking too.

And of course, as she walked, her legs would move the hem of the dress. And with each step, most of the upper leg and thigh on that leading foot was bared and of course, so was her pussy for just a split second. She could not walk fast because of the heels. I cannot ever remember seeing her so gorgeous, so sexy and so beautiful as she did right then, confident, sexy, and with just a touch of blush showing in her cheeks. She didn't wear much makeup then and didn't need it. Had I not been in love and in lust with this young woman before, I would have been after that vision. To this day, when I think of her, that vision flashes through my mind first and foremost.

I got up and angled myself to meet her close to the car and still get a good glimpse of her thighs being exposed as she walked. I wanted to be behind the car and watch as she climbed into the seat. I am sure from that angle, I would be able to see everything. The dress should gap enough that for a second if I was close enough, I could see both her tits and her pussy as she sat down in the car. I would have to let her know that with this dress, she could be legally dressed and still show everything she had to anyone that wanted to look. 

This particular rest area had originally been designed as a weight station and truckers rest area when the interstate was originally built. The car parking area had been an afterthought. So the sidewalk she was one was at least fifty yards long of more. And there were vending machine kiosks, picnic tables and benches for most of the way. And most of the benches or seats had someone in them. A few of them moved so they could get a better angle of sight to her crotch. It was amazing to watch some of these guys try to nonchalantly get a place in time to see her go by.  

Jenny realized that her legs were showing and that if someone was close they might see her tits. Talking to her much later, she understood what was happening on a certain level, but it was not until a few years later when got a video camera and I taped her walking in that outfit that she really saw how much they could see. She was totally unprepared for the view. And she blushed over it at the time.

And it was brief but full view of her pussy, gapping just a little as she moved, the pink lips of her cunt opening a little because of the way she had to walk in the heels.

Since the car parking area was away from the building while the truck parking was quite close I did not really check out the trucks that were there. And I had so intent on watching Jenny walk to the building that I had not even paid attention to the trucks pulling in at that time. 

I had not been the only one watching her come down the sidewalk and watching the guys move to get a peek at her crotch. Coming down the other intersecting walkway was a black guy in I would guess his early thirties. Something about him seemed familiar and realized that he was one of the drivers we had to go by quickly just a few minutes before we pulled into the rest area. I quickly looked at the truck lot and sure enough, I recognized a truck from the direction he was coming from. I was a little concerned because he was watching her and I am sure he must have followed us into the rest area and saw her getting out of the car when we parked. He must have waited until he saw her walking out and rapidly walked to intersect her somewhat. For the first time today, I was actually a little concerned about things. I didn't think he would do anything, but you never know sometimes. 




A Change in Jenny Ch. 03



I sped up enough so that I would be able to get between the two or them if needed. I got to the intersection of the sidewalks and waited somewhat, checking on her then looking at him. He smiled as he approached me and said so I could barely hear and Jenny couldn't "Don't worry, I just wanted to see her up close." He paused and the added "Next time, don't go by so fast." He then headed for the building, passing her and telling her hello in a very polite manner. And he checked her out as he went by and she was aware of him looking. I saw the look in her eyes and her breath catch a little. He made no attempt so hide his actions as he looked her in the eyes and then craned his head enough up and toward her enough to see inside the gap where the top button was undone. He at least got to see her tits up close that way. And I could see that his blatant peek at her shocked her a little and excited her at the same time. She stopped cold and for a few seconds there she stood there, the man moving his head around to get a better view as he gazed down her top. He was obviously seeing everything. 

He said something to her and her eyes went wide. Then he said something else and I could see her say a bewildered, but somewhat shocked "Ok." He took her hand and led her a few feet to one of the covered picnic areas. I started toward them to see what was going on. They reached the table and he picked her up with his hands on her sweet little ass and set her up on the edge of the table. From my view coming up I could look right up her dress. 

But he didn't stop there. Without even seeming to ask permission, the began to unbutton her dress and as I got nearer, hurrying as fast as I can, I heard him say gently and calmly "Now open your legs." And she did. 

He finished unbuttoning her dress and pulled it open so that she was sitting there facing us, tits sticking straight out, legs spread open with her pussy fully spread open. Both of us could see everything. And the fact that her dress was open was not lost on some of the other guys that had been watching. Before we knew it, there was a crowd of about a half dozen strangers, from guys about our age to one man that had to be in his sixties. And everyone was crowded around looking at Jenny's open exposed cunt. 

"Can I fuck her?" one of the new guys asked.

"No" was the answer both from me and the guy that had put her on the table.

"Can we feel her up?" asked another.

The black guy said "Guys, can't you see she is scared? Give her some room. After all, she is letting you see her naked, be satisfied with that.."

He was a big guy, so they kind of backed off a little, everyone trying to get an eyeful.

Then he said "Ok, if she doesn't mind, each of you can take a good close look. But anyone that touches her will get his fingers broken, understood?" and they all said they did. 

Each of the other six guys walked up to the table with the black guy, who introduced himself as James afterward and I flanking her. Each bent down and looked at her pussy from inches away and at her tits just as closely. As the first one bent down to look, James whispered to her to spread her cunt lips for them. She sat there for a moment, a little more scandalized about what she was doing, but she finally reached down with both hands and using a finger on either side, she once more opened her cunt so that the men stooping down to see her pussy from only an inch or two away could actually see the wet, pink folds of flesh that were normally hidden inside her slit. These men were now seeing every part of her pussy that could be seen. This was her very most intimate area and now it was being examined very closely by men she didn't know and would never see again. The only way she could feel more slutty and more cheap would be if each of them fucked her. 

I noticed that there were a lot of people, both men and women that were looking our direction. Most could not see what was happening, but I think most of them figured it out.  When all six had gotten their chance to examine her body, James told them to leave. We noticed a few more men heading our direction and James walked up to her and looked her up and down once more and said "We better get you dressed or you will be showing off the rest of the day" and then he buttoned up her dress. Of course, in the process, he did cup each tit as he pushed it inside the top he was buttoning up. He did start from the top and work his way down. 

He stopped before the last two buttons were done and helped her off the table. But this time, when he lifted her up, his hands were inside the dress, cupping her bare ass cheeks. When he set her down, he moved his hand around and I could see her eyes go wide as he slipped a finger inside her cunt and began to finger her up as she stood there. 

Smiling at me as he fingered her he said "I said they couldn't touch her. But I planned to get a feel. You have one sweet piece of ass her man.."

Then he thought for a second and said "Do you share more than just a view?"

I said a very quick no. and he said "I had to ask."

Then he pulled his finger out of her cunt, and buttoned up the last two buttons. Then he stuck his finger in his mouth and sucked her juices off of it. 

"She tastes as good as she looks.  You sure I can't fuck her?"

I shook my head no and he said "Ok" and they to her "Bye Baby. Thanks for a wonderful afternoon." Then he turned and walked away, whistling.

She would say later that although she had shown more of herself that day and since, that was the most humiliating and degrading because she felt so vulnerable there. I was there, but if they group had decided they wanted to do anything, neither of us could really stop them. For years afterward, just mentioning it would bring a blush to her face and get her horny as hell. She did admit that deep inside, she was actually hoping when the guy asked if they could fuck that I would say yes.



A Change in Jenny Ch. 04



Jenny was a little unsteady on her feet from the sheer excitement and shame of being displayed so openly and blatantly. She said perhaps the worst part was watching a group of women standing to the side of it, seeing each of the guys walk up and bend down and look at her pussy. She made eye contact with one of them and the woman just mouth "You dirty fucking whore" to her. And she felt like one. 

We got into the car and she said "I'm done."

"No, you aren't done yet."

I started the car and pulled out, noticing that James's truck was the last in a long line of trucks leaving the rest area. I saw that several truckers, especially the ones that didn't get to see, were heading out of the rest area. In fact, we had to wait for most of them to clear before we could get out. 

James's truck held back a little and once we caught up and started to pass him, he sped up to keep up with us and motioned for her to strip. And, since he had already seen and even felt it, she complied, taking everything off and once more laid down in the seat and spread herself open. From that moment on, and for the next twenty years or so, it was a position she got very used to.

As she was sitting there, allowing him once more to see her naked, I asked her what he had said to her. She blushed a little and said "He told me he had seen me naked as we passed him, but he didn't get a very good look. Then he told me he would like to get a better look and asked me if that was ok. I didn't have any idea what he was intending to do at that point. And before I could even think, I said ok and that is when he led me to the table. It was not until he put me up on the table that I realized he was going to have me sit there and open myself up to him."

She paused, as James continued to look at her from his truck this time. Then she said "I really didn't want him to undress me, but I couldn't say or do anything to stop him. And before I knew it, I was naked and he told me to open my legs. And then all the other guys came. I felt like such a slut and I loved it. I have never felt so humiliated as having them take turns looking at me. I almost died when he told me to spread myself open so they could look."

James was still looking, so I told her to lay back and start fingering herself for him. She did and soon she forgot all about James, the trucks and everything else. 

After letting James see her, we continued on. The next few trucks saw her fingering herself to orgasm right there in the seat. I don't think she even realized how many men saw that. And once she was finished, she still lay there letting them look. And she kept fondling herself through the rest of the afternoon.

For the next hour or two, it seemed like we were always passing another truck. We would run just a little over the speed limit and once the way was clear ahead, we would pull into the right lane. Then it seemed a solid line of trucks, as many as a dozen at one point, would pass us and then drop down in speed so we would have to pass them once more. For most of that time, she would be touching herself and she could note even remember how many times she made herself come while those strangers watched. It turned out to be a huge turn-on for her and it would not be the last time she finger-fucked herself while a stranger watched.

She actually fell asleep at once point so she really didn't realize that she had shown herself to as many as 40 or 50 more strangers during that time frame. At least three pickup trucks and a van full of college age guys got to see too. 

Finally, it started getting too dark to see so the show began to wind down. Jenny had woken up and just laid there for a while allowing the last half dozen of so strangers to see until it was too dark for them to see. Once it got dark, she started to get dressed, but I told her to stop.

"We are close to home now. What if someone we know sees?"

"Jenny, it is dark, they won't be able to see anyway."

That seemed to put her mind at rest somewhat. Besides, our exit from the interstate was only a few miles away. We would be on the back roads and we would most likely be the only ones on the road.

There was one truck up ahead and I had one more idea. As we neared the truck, Jenny, was not really paying attention and I started fingering her a little. She reacted by raising her hips, now totally oblivious to the truck we were coming up on. She wasn't wearing her glasses so I doubt she could have even read the side of the truck if she had actually noticed it. But as we came even with the cab of the truck, I switched on the dome light, flooding the car with the bright light and allowing the driver of the truck to see her in all her naked glory. She gasped from the sudden shock and threw a hand across her eyes to shield them from the light. The trucker just sat there stunned for a moment unbelieving what he was seeing and then I turned off the light and sped up, going past our exit and leaving him way behind. I took the next exit before pulling onto the side road. 

I positioned the car so that the headlights would shine on the truck as it went by. Then I made Jenny sit up and look. I had her put on her glasses. She was a little confused. But once the truck flew by, she could see the side of it and even in the dark I could almost see the huge blush on her face as she said "OH MY GOD....OH FUCK....OH NO..." 

There emblazoned on the side of the truck in big red letters was her hometown. And just above it "Kenny Wayne Trucking, Inc." And as the headlights had shown into the cab of the truck, there sat Gary, her best friend's husband and the guy that had tried all through high school to date her and as mentioned earlier, had tried to see her naked. Seems like he finally got his wish, whether he realized it or not.

"What if he recognized us? What if he tells Jill? I can't look either of them in the face ever again. Gary saw me naked. Gary saw my pussy. "

"Well, I guess we will know for sure soon. We have dinner with them tomorrow night, remember? And you will wear this dress."

When we got home, we went right to bed. I had her undress for me, as if I was one of those strangers that she had flashed during the day. Then I had her lay down on the bed for me. During one of the fuel stops during the day, I had bought more film for the camera so I used that, getting another set of photos of her naked. After all, I didn't have all of them anymore. And I reminded her of that as she lay there naked. I could see her shiver a little as she remembered that somewhere out there tonight, someone had a photo of her completely naked and spread open. And she had even signed it for him.

Then I crawled into bed with her, moving into place between those legs that had bee spread for most of the day. As I slid into her I reminded her that tonight, each and every one of the men that had seen her naked today was fantasizing that it was their dick that was splitting those cuntlips she held open and sliding down into the very depths of the pussy that they had seen today. I reminded her of the rest area when each of those men examined her pussy up close, they were wishing they were exploring it with their cocks like I was now.

Now if this was normal fiction, instead of a story of true events, I would tell you that spent the next hour or two pumping her pussy with my cock. But lets get real here. As turned on as she was about it, I may have actually been more turned on. As I reminded her of each o the men that had seen her tits and viewed her pussy that day, I was also remembering that other men had seen them. So for the first minute or two of our night together, I pounded my little wife's cunt for all I was worth. All the time I was reminding her of hoe many men had seen the pussy I was fucking today. 

At one point, I shifted her a little, reaching down and pulling those sweet luscious little legs of hers onto my shoulders so she was almost bent in half. Then I grabbed an asscheek in both hands, and used that as leverage to pull her up into me as I rammed as hard and as fast down into her as I could. When I grabbed her ass like that, I reminded her of James lifting her off the picnic table that way, with his huge black hands each cupping her pale white asscheeks. I reminded her that was before she allowed him to finger and fondle her. And of course, after he had seen the very pussy I was pounding up close and personal. He and six or seven other strangers.

By now, she was at that point where she no longer was aware of anything else but that dick pounding her cunt and she was trying her best to move with me to meet my thrusts with hers. I felt myself coming and I knew I needed to get her off at the same time. So I dropped the big bomb.

I reminded her that the guy that had tried all through high school to date her, the guy that was always in so much lust with her had seen her naked. The guy that had tried to peep at her as she took a shower had now managed to see the very things he had been trying to see. And that had he managed to see her naked there in the shower, it would not be even close to the view she had willingly given him the night before. She had let him see her totally and completely naked. Her best friend's husband now knew what her pussy looked like spread wide and willing, just as he had probably imagined in high school as he jacked off to the fantasy of seeing that pussy open for him to use and how it would feel to actually stick the dick that now made regular trips into her best friends cunt into Jenny's willing twat instead.

I could see the horror and excitement and shame all mixed as the thought that he knew what she looked like naked rushed through her head. Her orgasm was probably one of the most intense she had ever had, all those thoughts of what she had done, how many men had seen her, and what they had seen serving as the foundation for the climax and the thought that Gary had finally managed to see her pussy putting her right up at the top.

Finally, as I felt myself about to explode, I touched off her final peak with just one comment. 

"And tomorrow night he will see you in person, less than a day after seeing all of you naked. And you will be wearing that dress and heels, no bra, no panties And the top and bottom button will be undone before the night is over. And if he recognized you, you will make sure he gets to see everything up close. Hell, you can even let him feel you up if he mentions seeing you naked tonight."

She came hard and long and before she finished up good, I shot my load into her sweet little pussy. I managed to keep going for a few seconds, enough just to finish her orgasm off and then I was done. I let her legs drop back down and we lay there for a few moments, both of us spent and hardly able to move. When my erection finally subsided and evacuated her pussy, I rolled to the side and held her until we both fell asleep.

I got up the next morning and went to work, putting in a full day. But I did have her picture with me, one of her spread wide and I must admit, I had to jack off a couple of times. Since I worked out of a pickup in the boonies, it was not hard to do. All day I wondered if Gary had recognized her and what might happen if he did.

Jenny had all day to think about it also. She spent most of the day reliving the day before. I seemed like a dream at times, like it was something that happened to someone else. It was just something she had never dreamed she could do. It felt so strange knowing that she had allowed so many men to not only see her naked, but to have actively opened her pussy for them to see the pink inside her was over the top. She kept coming back to two instances that both scared, excited and humiliated her and she could not forget they had happened. 

Sitting on the picnic table, with her dress opened up and her legs spread wide open was bad enough. But watching as each of a half dozen or more men got down to see the pussy she had spread open for them to look at. Then having James, freely and openly feel her up there in public, knowing other people were watching her let a stranger finger her as she stood with her dress open and available had been the final straw on that part. And it bothered her and excited her that as each man in turn perused her cunt, she wanted to let them fuck her right there in public on that rest area picnic bench. And when James's hands cupped her bare ass as he lifted her and then he fondled her, she wanted to let him do whatever he wanted to do to her, whatever that would be.

The second one was even more humiliating. After years of trying to catch glimpses of her naked, Gary had finally seen everything she had. Gary was not the brightest guy in the world, but she could not imagine how he would not know it was her. After all, he knew what their car looked like. He should have been able to recognize her even without her glasses. He had seen her without them before. And facing Jill tonight would be even tougher. Jill was always a little jealous of Gary's lust for Jenny. And it would only be worse now if he recognized her. If he realized that he had seen the pussy he always wanted to fuck, and pushed her on it, she was not sure what she would do. And he could threaten to tell their friends and even Jill and she would be even more humiliated. And knowing Gary, there would be only one way to get him not to tell that she had flashed her pussy at him. That would be to let him have unrestricted and most likely frequent access to that pussy. Which means she would become his slut. And what if he didn't want to use a rubber? What if he knocked her up? What would I say about it?

At my suggestion, she had called Jill and suggested that we all go out for the evening. After all, she didn't have the baby to worry about tonight and she knew Jill's oldest was at Jill's mothers for the weekend. It seemed the perfect time to go have dinner and hit a club afterward. Neither couple got to do much of that these days. And besides, it would let Jenny dress up a little to tease Gary. If he had recognized her, the hint of what he had seen would have him checking her out and possibly making a move on her since he would know she was not the innocent conservative woman she normally acted like around him. And if he hadn't recognized her, it would just be more of a tease which she appealed even more to her. 

The thought actually brewed in her head for the day. If he did not recognize her the night before, it would be especially naughty of her to tease him a little, perhaps letting him get a quick "accidental" peek of something he wasn't supposed to see, but wanted to so badly. And if he did recognize her, having what he had seen so close and not being able to see it fully again nor touch it would be an even better tease. Of course, her orders were that if he did say something to him, she would allow him certain freedoms. Those included allowing him to feel her up to the point of actually letting him get a finger inside her pussy, just as she had let James do the day before.

She actually found herself dreading, yet looking forward to this evening. By the time I got home from work, Jenny had prepared herself for the evening as I had told her to. She had laundered the dress and at my suggestion, she had ironed and starched it. That way it would still hold its shape even with a button or two loose and Gary would really have to work to see anything. 

She put on a little makeup and had shaved her legs just to make sure there as not stubble at all. The only change in the way she was dressed was that she was wearing a set of thigh-high nude stockings held up by a garter belt. A pair of black sling-back high heels completed the look and she looked devastatingly sexy.

Because of their friendship and their ability to discuss and plan anything with each other, she knew she would have to tell Jill about it. They were best friends and it would be something they could share. At first, Jill resented how Gary felt about Jenny, but eventually she came to enjoy and even use that. She had admitted that some of the best sex she had with Gary was when she would pretend to be Jenny and fuck him. 

The other aspect of the friendship was the little secret they shared that not even I was aware of until many years later. It was something that strengthens the bond between them even stronger than before. The circumstances and actions that built up to it had served to cement and strengthen the relationship so that they now secretly considered themselves more like sisters than friends because of that shared secret and the circumstances surrounding it. Jill's had admitted just a few days before the trip to Jenny that she was pregnant with her first child and that it was not Gary's. And the special secret they shared was that both of their first babies would have the same father. It was me and it was something that Jenny inadvertently caused to happen. But that is covered in a future story so I won't cover it here.

I bathed and changed and we made the trip into town to meet Gary and Jill. Jill had also dressed up a little too. Jenny and she had planned this on the phone and I must say that Jill looked very attractive too. She was wearing a shorter dress than normal and the whole heels/stockings/garter belt thing too. I reminded myself to mention to her that I wanted to see that same outfit the next time the two of us got together.

Gary just about lost it when he saw Jenny that evening. He spent most of the evening trying to get a quick peek down Jenny's top or up her dress. He was so focused on her that he did not even notice that periodically through the evening, I was feeling up his wife. 

We started out going to a nice, but inexpensive restaurant for dinner. We were seated at a small table in the back. Each of us sat at a side of the table with Gary across from me. Jill was on my left and Jenny to my right. Jenny later told me that at one point during the meal, Gary had tried to put his hand on her leg and she brushed it off without saying anything to him. He tried it a few times and each time she pushed his hand away, actually just saying a quiet "Stop" to him after the third time. Of course by the time my wife had told him stop, my hand had already explored his wife to know that she was wearing hose, garter belt and no panties under the dress. And that she was in an excited state as evidenced by the moisture I felt when I explored her cunt.

Of course, we were not the only guys to actually notice the wives that night. It was plain that when the two of them got out of the car and headed to the restaurant, a lot of the other male diners were checking them out. Without trying to appear to be doing so, and failing in that somewhat, our waiter tended to stand a little closer to Jenny than normal as he took the orders. Having gotten somewhat accustomed to it and now paying a lot of attention to men trying to see things on her, Jenny was more than aware of what he was doing, and said later that she was trying all she could to let him see as much of her as he could and still keep Gary from seeing it. 

She also figured out early that Gary had no clue that the woman he had seen the night before was her. But she almost lost it when he actually brought up the fact that he had seen a naked woman the night before. He described her in surprisingly good detail considering he only saw her for a second or two, but he could not describe the car or anything else to us. She did wait with baited breath when he actually mentioned that it was not far from our place. But it was not a trick. He did not connect the woman that he saw naked with the woman he was trying desperately to feel up. 

During our meal, Gary had a number of drinks. And then once the meal was over we went to a bar and had more. Being the designated driver that night, I didn't drink. The girls had a few and Gary really had a lot of drinks since he didn't have to drive. Of course, his inhibitions were relaxing even more than usual and Jenny was the target of those decreased discretions. At one point in the night, she asked what the limit was of things she could let him do. I told her to use her judgment and she said ok. 




A Change in Jenny Ch. 04



Gary seemed a little happier the rest of the evening and he asked her to dance a lot, mostly during the slow dances. Of course, when I danced with Jill, or we stayed at the table, I had full access to feeling her as much as I wanted and she told me that once we got to her house and Gary passed out, I better be ready because she was going to rape me. 

Throughout the evening, Jenny tended to appear like she had been drinking a little more than she should, but I noticed she hadn't been. I was a little concerned, so during one of the slow dances, I invoked the right of a husband to dance with his wife for that dance. Once we were out on the floor, and away from everyone, I asked her if she was alright because she appeared a little tipsy and Gary was really paying a lot of attention to her. 

She smiled and I saw a touch of the wicked little minx from the day before and all she said was "Gary believes I am getting drunk and he is trying at every opportunity to take advantage of it."

"How so?"

She sighed a little and said a little cautiously "You said I could use my judgment, right?" and I nodded yes.

"Well, for the last half hour or so, he has been looking down my top. I am not sure how much he can see, but he really seems to be intent on it. And I am pretending not to notice."

I looked down at the same angle and said "Well, he saw a lot more last night, but he is seeing most of your chest right now. Your tits are in plain view." 

She flushed just a little and said, "Is that ok?"

"As long as he doesn't get too carried away."

She laughed and said "This from the man that had been feeling up another man's wife all night." and I said "Yep".

"Well, that is ok I guess. He has been trying to feel me up. And I keep getting slower to react. He almost got to my pussy a last time." 

"And are you going to let him?" 

She smiled that wicked smile and said "Just before I slap him and tell him to keep his hands to himself" and then the evil smile got even more evil "But not until he gets a finger or two inside me."

During one of the lulls in action, the girls went to the restroom. When they came back, Gary asked Jenny to dance again and they headed to the floor. Once they were gone, Jill could not wait to say "Jenny told me what happened yesterday."

I just answered with "And?"

She looked me square in the eye and said in a no-nonsense manner "So when are you taking me on a road trip like that?"

Without hesitation, I thought of my next day off and said "Thursday morning. Make sure Gary is gone and wear what you are wearing tonight."

"Yes Master" she said, in a joking manner, although it was rapidly becoming a reality rather than a joke. A few years later, she would pledge herself as a slave to Jenny and I.

The dance ended and a few songs later, the two of them came back from the dance floor. It was obvious that she had slapped him because the marks were still there. And she kept her distance from him. He of course, acted like nothing happened and the slap was never mentioned. He just slammed a couple of shots down and Jenny, acting like she was insulted and mad at him said "I want to go home."

We left the bar and drove back to their house. By now, Gary realized he had probably blown it. Once we got there, Jenny and Jill went to the bedroom. Jenny pretended to be in an intoxicated state of upset and Jill was going to comfort her. Gary for his part was a little nervous about what Jenny would tell Jill. After all, he was convinced Jill was not aware of what had been going on all night. Nor was he aware of what I had been doing with Jill tonight and for the last few months.

He went to the fridge and brought out a six-pack to share with me while we waited. I had one while he slammed down the other five. I felt a little sorry for him. He thought that after all these years, he had a chance with Jenny. He didn't know she had been playing with him all along. And of course, I had already done things to and with his wife that he hadn't even been given the opportunity to do. I had actually done more than even I realized.

So when they came back in, he was just about out of it. I told her to make friends with him and to stop the tease and she said ok. She even said that if he tried, she would even let him play with her for a little while. 

She moved over to him and apologized for slapping him, acting like she was still a little tipsy. He said ok and the four of us sat down on the futon in the floor on some pillows and put on a movie. Jenny pretended to fall asleep and Gary, in his drunken and clumsy manner managed to unbutton most of her dress and start to explore her. He did not even seem to pay attention to the fact that I already had his wife's skirt lifted up in back and while he sat that trying to clumsily fondle and feel my wife, I had already managed to slip my dick into his wife's cunt from behind and we casually and cautiously fucked with our spouses right there on the futon with us. 

If you have never had sex with someone while their spouse is right there and unaware of it, it is a very strange and exciting experience. You have to control yourself when the excitement of it is driving you to be even more aggressive. Luckily, Gary had put in a porno movie and turned the sound up so his wife's moans and breathing were masked. I am not sure he would have notice if there was no sound. 

I noticed that she had allowed him to start feeling her up through the material of the dress. He had his left arm around her and was snuggled up to her with his left hand cupping her left tit. I know that this was probably the highlight of his sexual life because her had wanted to fuck her for so long and he was thinking he might have a shot. 

I felt Jill have a small orgasm and I allowed myself to come quickly by stopping with my cock still in her. It wasn't much of one, but I did come in her as I watched her husband try to push the issue with Jenny a little. And just when it seemed he was going to get up the nerve to try to stick a hand inside her dress and feel her bare flesh, he passed out.

I had been watching it and it made me hard again. Seeing him trying to feel her up had jumpstarted me again. And since he was out I turned Jill over and entered her once more, screwing her slowly and enjoying the feeling of fucking her with her husband passed out right there beside us.

Jenny moved away from him a little and raised up on one elbow, looking at us and feeling a little disappointed herself. She looked at us in frustration and said "I finally decide to let the little prick do what he has been wanting to do for the last five years or so and now he passes out. Just my luck. Meanwhile you two are over here screwing like a pair of animals. It is frustrating."

I had to stop for a moment as I looked at her and said "Were you planning to let him fuck you?"

She answered a little slowly, not meeting my eyes but said a timid "I had thought about it."

"And what if you got pregnant?"

Jill answered, "That would not happen. Gary has a low sperm count, but he doesn't know that. But to be on the safe side, when we went into my room while ago, we filled her with spermicide. It shouldn't be a problem."

Jenny then looked me square in the eye and said, "And even if it happened, that would even things out."

It took me a second before I realized what they meant. And to reinforce it Jenny said "You knocked his wife up."

Jill looked up and me and said "That's right Daddy. You and I are going to have a little one. Course Gary will think it is his, and I will not tell him any different."

I was floored a little, but that did not stop me from starting back in on Jill's pussy once more. And it felt strange, fucking another man's wife now that I knew she was pregnant and I was the father. 

Then Jenny said "Besides it is better this way. He saw me naked and didn't know it. If I fuck him now he will never remember it. Honey, I am going to go for it. And if I get knocked up, you can divorce me and I won't fight it. And you can still use me as much as you want."

I didn't really know what to say as I watched my wife take off her dress and then pull Gary's pants and underwear off. Even though he was out, he was still hard. Jenny straddled him Jill reached over and guided his cock to Jenny's hole. Once it was in position, I watched as my sweet little wife broke her vows for the first time. She dropped down onto his cock, impaling herself on the one dick that she had so fiercely resisted over the years. He had lusted after her since they were in junior high. And now, finally, his dick was where he wanted it to be all along, inside her pussy. And he didn't realize it. 

Watching her screw her husband had an effect on Jill and she spun me over and started riding me like Jenny was riding her husband. The two of them began to kiss as each rode the other woman's husband's cock. The sight of the two of them riding cock and French kissing was a little too much for me and I quickly exploded inside Jill's pussy, but she kept going and being young I was able to recover enough to stay hard for a little longer. 

It did not take long before Gary started to stir, not coming awake or realizing what was going on, but I could hear his breathing getting labored and then my sweet wife saying "Oh God, he is coming." and she came with him, riding his cock as long as she could before collapsing onto him. 

Jill came at about the same time and I rolled her back over and rammed her for a few minutes more until I was finished and splashed my seed inside her once again. 

As we lay there in the afterglow, with my semi-flaccid cock still in Jill's cunt and my wife still straddling Gary's shrinking pole, I asked Jenny how she felt. She just smiled and said "Like a slut."

"Well, I am surprised Gary didn't wake up after the fucking you were giving him."

Jill laughed and said "Ever heard of knockout drops? He will not remember anything tomorrow morning. I put them in his first drink. I am just surprised it took as long as it did."

"Ok so what do we do now?"

Jenny just laughed and said "I have a big tube of spermicide. I intend on using it all up on Gary's cum tonight."

And she did. Gary may have been out, but for the rest of the night, Jenny would suck him enough to get his rod hard again, slide onto his pole and fuck him again. She finally figured out after the third fuck that if she mounted him and then Jill helped her roll him over, his subconscious would take over. She still is not sure how many times she actually fucked him that night, but she was sore by the time it was over. An added plus was that while Jenny was fucking him, and I was fucking Jill, Jill would whisper in his ear telling him to fuck her harder and he would. 

Once we were all spent, we carried Gary to his bed and placed him in it. Jill washed the evidence of Jenny off of his cock and then Jenny and Jill jacked him off inside his underwear and pants a couple of times so it would appear to him that he had masturbated himself instead of actually having sex with Jenny. Then Jenny, now fully satisfied by Gary's cock laid down in the guest room. But before she douched out all of Gary's come she could. With the exception of the day before, I had not fucked her since her last period. And I told her that until her next period, we would not have sex. I wanted to make sure. And in the meantime, I would be meeting on a regular basis with Jill to take care of my needs until we were sure.

The next morning, Gary woke up with a humongous hangover. The rest of us faked one and Jill and Jenny, ever the actresses, accused poor Gary of trying to rape Jenny the night before. He apologized profusely and blamed it on being drunk and not in control.

We left soon after that and went home. The next week, on Thursday morning, I picked up Jill, dressed as she was that night and took her for a little ride. I made the trip into the city three or four times a week for the next few weeks until Jenny announced that she had gotten her period. I made her promise that from now on, as long as she was fertile, I was the only dick to go into her. And she swears she kept that promise. Of course, a few years later, after our daughter was born, she did have to an operation. The side-effect was that she would not be able to have any more kids. What happened then will be a future story.

Gary and Jill eventually split up. Jill gave birth to a beautiful little girl. Not having anywhere to go, Jill moved in with Jenny and I. And that started the "unusual" relationship we shared until Jenny decided, after twenty two years that she wanted a divorce. 

I live with my new wife now. She is much younger than I am and she understands the special relationship that Jill and I still have. Hell, she enjoys her own special relationship with Jill. 

And on a final note. Jenny and I still get together from time to time. She has remarried but I have a certain amount of rights to her as part of the "special" deal we have with her new husband. He has no knowledge of her past indiscretions and she has vowed never to let him know about them. Jenny and I spend a weekend together each month and two weeks a year where I can do whatever I want to and with her. And he can never ask, nor can she ever tell him what goes on. And she has made one more final vow when she married him at age 40. Those are that she cannot tell her new husband that his only child is not really his. That he saw her naked before they married and the he fucked her that night at least a half dozen times. But Gary would be happy no matter what. He finally got his dream girl.