I’d been driving for three hours, had another three to go, and I was fading fast.

Desperate to stay alert, I pulled into the next rest area and climbed out of the car. I entered the restroom, took off my bra, and splashed cold water on my face before heading back to the car.

I got on the highway again, took my left hand off the steering wheel, and began tweaking my right nipple.

I’d started playing with both nipples when I realized a truck in the next lane had been keeping pace with my car for some time. With one hand on the wheel and my eyes on the road, I pulled out my left boob. I ignored the trucker as I fondled my breast. When I finally spared him a look, he was pointing to the side of the road.

He drove ahead of me, signaled, and got off at the next exit. I followed him onto... Read More