We admire your magazine; I especially love to read it and masturbate while waiting for my husband to come home from work and fuck me. Even better, though, are our escapades in public when we can flash our sex scenes for the right passerby. Last weekend we had a wild night and want to share it with your readers.

We were coming home from a local club late Saturday. We stopped for gas at a truck stop around 3 a.m. I went inside to use the ladies’ room, and on the way back to the car I noticed a truck driver leering at me. I must say I did look good. I’m tall and slender, and I had on a tight black minidress that showed off my long legs and tight, round ass. I guess I was still looking for trouble when we drove away.

Suddenly, an eighteen-wheel tanker truck pulled up on our right. I recognized the driver as the one from the truck stop. He had obviously been “hammer down” trying to catch up to us. My husband, a truck driver himself, knew exactly what he was trying to do from his position in the right lane: he was trying to look up my dress. Dan has told me for years that the view from the cab of a truck when a woman is wearing a short dress is one of the benefits of the job. He has made me very aware of this opportunity, and I often get excited by this sort of exhibitionism. Occasionally I have trouble getting off at my exit because the trucks will not let me pass. sometimes jockeying for position.

Anyway, on this night my husband was driving and I was close beside him. At first, Dan reached over so that the trucker could see him, and waved him on by. The trucker stayed right beside us. If we slowed down, the truck slowed down; if we sped up, he would speed up. Then Dan said, “Well, if he really wants a show, I’m going to give him a show.” With that, he reached over and pulled my skirt up, giving the trucker a clear view of my crotch. Then Dan floored it and took a quick right down a small residential road. The trucker slowed down, probably to see if we had pulled over. Then he continued on his way.

I told Dan how horny the incident had made me. He said, “I don’t think it’s over yet,” and asked me if I wanted to show the trucker more. I said that I would be happy to keep things going.

Sure enough, three or four miles later the guy caught up with us again. My husband pulled into perfect position for the trucker to see me. Things really started to heat up then. Dan reached over, pulled up my dress and started to work his big hand down my pantyhose. He rubbed my pussy, knowing the driver could see everything. After a few minutes, I was so hot I was frantic . When Dan slipped his hand down the back of my pantyhose and started rubbing my ass and asshole, I was lost in the feeling. I was humping back on his hand, it felt so good, and knowing the trucker was watching us only made me hotter.

Dan instructed me to lean over and put my lace into his lap. Now my rear end was up in the air. Dan reached over and pulled down my pantyhose, baring my ass completely. He started to spank me, then ordered me to take his cock out and suck it. I was more than happy to comply. I was so turned on, I came on his hand.

After a few minutes, the highway got darker as we came to the end of the lighted section. Dan decided we should turn back toward home and took the next exit. We saw that our trucker was still in hot pursuit. By the time he pulled up alongside us, I was pumping my husband’s big cock. Dan said the trucker would probably get more out of watching him doing me instead, so I spread my shaved pussy and turned toward the truck.

Now Dan really went to town between my legs as I looked up and smiled at the trucker. When my husband stuck his fingers inside me, I started to shudder and come, grinding my pussy against his hand. I grabbed him and continued to come. I couldn’t stop, it felt so good!

Once I could see straight again, I smiled at the trucker and blew him a kiss. Just at that moment, my husband stepped on the gas and exited the highway, driving down residential roads he knew the trucker couldn’t follow us on.

We were barely in the house when Dan was all over me. He fucked me everywhere that night, and when he was about to come, I whispered in his ear that next time we’d pull over and I’d suck off the trucker. That thought knocked him over the edge and started me coming, too.

I’m looking forward to our next “road show.” I hope that trucker will read this with pleasant memories and look for us again on the highway. He won’t be disappointed.