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These stories tell about the adventures which happen as a result of the 
desire to "show off" my wife Sam. I hope that you enjoy them and 
appreciate any postive feedback you'd care to send. As usual, if you're 
not an adult, or not interested don't read these stories.

Road Crew Show


The easiest way for her to get used to being nude, and being seen was 
to get in my pick up truck and go for a ride. Since the truck was higher 
off the ground than most cars, and she is short, she felt reasonably 
comfortable and hidden sitting in it without her clothes. Whenever I 
would say "let's go for a ride" she knew that she needed to show up in 
something that could easily be taken off, and not to wear any underwear.

       Most of the time I waited until we were out of town, on the open 
highway, before I asked her to take off her clothes and this time was no 
different. She pulled off her tank top and shorts and handed them to me 
so I could put them out of her reach so she wouldn't be tempted to grab 
them and try to cover up. Some times she'll lay down across the front 
seat with her head in my lap, but this time she sat upright with her 
seat belt buckled and the shoulder harness separating her little 
titties.

       We'd been driving for about 30 minutes enjoying the sunny day 
when we came upon an area of construction. All traffic was slowed to one 
lane, taking turns to drive through as a bridge was being repaired. Even 
though we were moving slowly it didn't seem to be much of a problem but 
just as we got to the front of the line the "flagman" turned his sign 
around from SLOW to STOP. I don't know if he suspected he might see 
something, or if he just got lucky but his timing was perfect because as 
we stopped he stood at the front bumper staring into the cab.

       Sam was starting to get nervous about this guy and reached up to 
lock the door. Although plenty of truckers and others had seen her nude 
body before as we'd ride around she usually would choose to ignore them 
unless they honked, or I asked her to acknowledge them in some way. But 
this guy was closer and slowly walking up to her door as he talked on 
his two way radio. He must have been talking with the guy on the other 
side of the bridge as he kept on constantly talking. It appeared that he 
was describing what he was looking at. He walked right up to the window 
and looked in at her nude body. By now he was only a few inches away 
from her and was staring so hard that he could  have been counting her 
pubic hair. Sam was getting nervous and started to blush quite a bit. 
She turned 
so red that even her little breasts started to turn pink. 

This guy was something else, dirty, with a big beer belly and from 
what little I could hear was using very vulgar language to describe her 
body and what he was seeing. I was beginning to think that he would 
press up against the glass and drool but just about then I noticed the 
traffic was finished from the other direction. Since it was now our turn 
to drive through I quickly reached over and tweaked her left nipple 
which immediately went into a hard little point. Then I honked the horn 
at him and took off across the bridge. When we had crossed over the 
other flag man, and a couple of extra construction workers, had gathered 
around to look as I slowly drove past them.

       After we cleared the area we talked about the event and about 
how this was the first time somebody had seen nude body at such close 
range. She said it was humiliating and degrading to have him study every 
part of her body and stare at her pussy so long. Evidently she was able 
to hear much more of what he'd said about her body across the radio than 
I had.  She ended by saying what a creepy looking guy he was and if it 
would have been the other flagman she wouldn't have minded as much as he 
was a young good looking blond.

       Upon hearing that statement I stopped the truck and told her 
that I was going to drive back through so he could get a better look 
also.  She started to protest but I had already turned around and was 
headed the back to the bridge. We arrived there in just a few minutes, 
since I was driving quite fast,  and as we began to slow down I told Sam 
I wanted her to open her window and at least say hello to this guy. She 
tensed at that suggestion but didn't complain. Although she was 
embarrassed and shocked by this thought, as usual she was also getting a 
bit turned on. It looked like I was going to miss an excellent 
opportunity to show off and humiliate her again as the flagman was 
looking away and waving all the traffic by him. Instead of missing the 
opportunity I stopped when we were along side of him. He began to wave 
us through but when he saw our truck again he quickly turned to sign to 
STOP.

       He was staring intently through the windshield trying to see her 
nude body so I lowered her window to get his attention and so he would 
walk over to her side of the truck. He didn't need any more prompting 
and quickly came around to look in through her now wide open window. 
This time she didn't even have the window to protect her from being 
completely exposed to another man's eyes. He almost stuck his head 
inside the cab to get a better look, and even though she tried Sam 
couldn't get up the nerve to say a single word. After what seemed to be 
a long time of his leering, but was only moments, I asked him if the 
road went to St. Paul, which I knew it did. Then asked if he liked what 
he was looking at? His reply was yes, and yes very much!

       With that we took off back toward home and once again talked 
about what had just happened and what was going to happen from now on. 
Now we'd started a new pattern for behavior, another level of sexual 
game playing. We'd crossed over from flashing and exhibitionism into 
direct face to face exposure of her nude body. It was very clear to her 
that this type of submissive exposure of her nude body would become our 
usual pattern of behavior from now on.


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