We have experimented with a variety of sexual situations and had some very exciting outings. Diane is an exhibitionist and loves to show her body off when the proper opportunity presents itself. We always looked forward to different opportunities for Diane to show off her body and maybe enjoy a different kind of sexual activity. Some would say she was a slut, a whore or worse because of her behavior, but since we both enjoyed these types of adventure, others would label us as swingers. Whatever way you look at these situations, it is something we both enjoy and look forward to exploring more and more encounters.
Late one Saturday afternoon we decided to go do some shopping in the greater Tampa Bay area, which is about two hours from our home. When we had decided on going Diane disappeared into our bedroom to change.
When she came out she was wearing a little green smock dress that was made from some kind of synthetic material. It had a simple band of elastic around the top which revealed the top of Diane’s firm breasts. The material below the elastic band was a snug fit all the way down to a second band of elastic, which hugged her just above her hips. The snug fit of the material showed she was not wearing a bra. It appeared the material below the second band was a little bit thicker than the midsection. The skirt came to about four inches below her bottom and was pleated.
Diane came into the room and did a little pirouette which spun the pleated skirt to reveal that she had nothing on underneath either.
“A little daring for a simple shopping trip to Tampa, don’t you think?” I asked with a raised eyebrow.
“You never know what is going to happen, now do we?” she asked in her best seductive voice. I could tell this day could get very interesting.
We jumped on the Interstate and headed for Tampa. Diane was singing along to the radio, smiling wickedly in my direction. As I turned to look at her she grabbed the top elastic band and tugged it down, revealing her beautiful, full breasts. I reached over and stroked her left breasts, and noticed she had put her nipple bars into her pierced nipples. I was guessing that she probably had the hoop ring in her pussy and some sort of jewelry in her belly button.
I continued to caress her boobs as she had leaned towards my side of the car for easier access to her. As I watched the road I noticed that we were quickly approaching more traffic in the slow lane. Since we were driving in our SUV few of the cars on the road would be able to see into our vehicle.
But there was a jacked-up extended cab pickup about halfway in the string of the traffic we were approaching. As we reached the back quarter of the truck I told Diane she might want to cover up or the driver would get a good view.
“So?” was her response.
I just shrugged my shoulders indicating it was her choice. We were going to pass the Ford pickup fairly quickly at our rate of speed so I lifted my right foot while lightly touching the brake pedal. Now we were traveling at almost the same speed as we came along side of the truck. At first the driver paid no attention, but glanced over as if checking traffic.
With her top still down exposing her 36C’s Diane waved slightly to the driver. He was about 50 years old by outward appearances through the drivers window. He waved back and the turned his attention back to the traffic directly ahead of his truck.
“What the fuck?” Diane had just managed to blurt out when the driver’s head snatched around as if he just realized what he had seen. Diane turned slightly in her seat to give the driver a full view.
After looking back and forth between the traffic and Diane’s tits, he suddenly realized he had his buddy in the passenger seat. The driver slapped the passenger on his left arm and pointed towards our vehicle. The passenger leaned forward to get a look.
But when the driver had turned to get his buddy’s attention, Diane had pulled her top up to cover about half of her tits and had turned her attention to the road ahead.
The driver was desperately trying to convince his friend of what he had seen and that he wasn’t lying. He began to wave frantically at Diane and she returned a quizzical look and a tentative wave at the driver like he was crazy or something. He was motioning for Diane to pull her top down.
You could clearly see the friend laughing at the driver as if he had simply exaggerated what he had really seen. I continued to increase my speed and pulled up past the pickup. As soon as we passed him he fell into line a couple of cars behind us. When traffic lightened up he pulled back into the outside lane and tried to catch up to our vehicle.
He was finally able to pull along side a few miles down the road and was practically staring at Diane. She gave him a casual glance and another tentative wave as if to dismiss him. I looked over and saw his buddy had given up and casually mentioned it to Diane.
When the driver returned his attention to the road I let Diane know and she slipped her top down again. The driver did another quick look over towards Diane, just as he began to slow his speed back to the posted limit. As he slowed he realized what had just escaped him and tried to speed up, but traffic filled the lane in front of him. It took another couple of mile for him to catch up to us again. But then I noticed he was slowing down with his directional signal indicating he would be leaving the Interstate.
He was pulling into the extended turn lane so I slowed and moved into the right lane of traffic. His vehicle was now approaching us and as he reached our vehicle Diane turned to allow both the driver and the passenger a good view. You could tell the driver was delighted both by the show and proving it was true to his friend.
We continued on to the International Plaza and Bay Street area to do some window shopping, browse some of our favorite stores and grab a late dinner at one of the many restaurants in the area.
We parked the car and headed towards the Plaza.
Diane looked at me and asked, “Know why I wore this outfit?”
I just shook my head to indicate I had no clue.
“Watch!’ she ordered, With that she grabbed the second band of elastic near her waist and tugged it up until the skirt barely covered her round, shapely ass. The material around her breasts loosened up, but still showed every move they made.
“Like it?” she inquired in a false innocence.
“Yeah,” I replied as I stepped beside her and encircling her in my right arm. “See, I can just grab a cheap feel whenever I want to or need to.” As I said this I had slid my hand under her skirt and hiked the bottom hem up exposing her naked butt.
“Nice!”
“Sweet!”
The comments came from behind us and I turned to see a couple of late teen/early twenty year olds behind us admiring the view.
“You should see the front,” I tossed over my shoulder as we reached the door, which I held open for Diane and then the two young gentlemen.
“We would love to see more of the front,” the taller of the two responded, leering at Diane.
I placed my arm in the small of Diane’s back and lead her away towards the middle of the mall to begin window shopping.
“Which store do you want to go to first?” I asked as Diane looked up and down the corridors.
“I am not really interested in any of the stores. I just want to walk and look.”
“You mean you want to walk and get looked at.”
“Whichever. I can look, they can look. Maybe I feel some of the material, maybe someone else can feel the material.” Now she had her full devilish smile burning bright.
She always got excited about showing off, and driving here had definitely had its affect.
We walked the length of the mall stopping to window shop and visit some of the more specialized shops along the way. Several times Diane had managed to flash her boob by tugging on the material or show her ass or pussy by spinning quickly or bending over too far.
I could tell that she was getting hornier each time she managed to flash someone, so I suggested we take a break and get something to eat. Her only request was someplace that served alcohol.
We dropped into one of the many little restaurants that are a feature of International Plaza. Diane quickly ordered a Margarita while I settled on ice tea. By the time our food arrived Diane was ready for another round. When Diane drinks a little alcohol it loosens her up even more than she is normally.
During dinner I noticed that Diane had slid the top of her dress down so that it showed all of her breasts above the nipples. The placement of the top hem really made her boobs stand out and many of the other patrons had noticed. Some of the men couldn’t help but stare. I knew this was just increasing the desire burning inside Diane.
I suggested that we get out of there and find someplace more relaxed and enjoyable. As we headed out I thought about where we could go to find some alone time, and thought about just getting a nearby hotel room. But Diane wanted to play a little, so I just kept driving. Then a thought struck me and I now headed to a definite destination.
When we exited the Interstate Diane’s curiosity got the best of her. As she continued to squirm in her seat, she demanded to know where we were going as we were headed away from the nightclub area of Tampa.
“You’ll see. It’s right here,” I said pointing to the white building with the bright red awnings sitting on the corner. “I thought this might be fun.”
Diane’s jaw dropped as she realized we were going to go to one of the leading adult entertainment retail outlets in the Tampa Bay area. They carry everything from sex toys to videos to dancer style clothing, as well as lotions, ointments and novelties. Then I watched her face light up as her thoughts turned to the trouble she could get into in a store like this one. It had been a long time since we had visited an adult themed store, with the two visits to one of the more popular adult toy stores in the Orlando area a little over a year and a half ago.
“Maybe I can find some new outfits, or a new toy,” she sputtered as she looked my way when we pulled into the parking lot.