Again as with all of my stories, this is another true adventure of my wife Kathy and me. It was the summer of 1979 and it was hotter than normal, our vacation was rapidly approaching and our plans had been made for our first trip to the beach. I was dieing to see Kathy in the new bikini that she had just purchased.
We had taken many trips before but this would be the first one without the kids since they had been born, they were staying with the grandparents. The morning that we were scheduled to leave was bright and sunny and we were soon on the road. Those were the days of full service gas stations and we had decided to take a side trip back through the mountains on our way to the beach, since our reservations were not to start for two days we had plenty of time to spare. As we were driving the back mountain roads I told Kathy to keep an eye out for a gas station as our tank was starting to get low. We soon found a country station in the middle of nowhere.
As I pulled in, Kathy said, "If this is a young attendant I'm going to have some fun." She was wearing a top that she had unbuttoned except for one button that barely kept it closed over her bare breasts and a plaid mini skirt that was about two sizes too small. As we pulled off of the road, she pulled off her panties. Soon we were waiting at the pumps for the attendant to come out to fill the tank. Luckily for Kathy he looked to be about 25, blond hair and even with the coveralls on it was easy to tell that he was very well built.
He came to the window and bent down to ask how much gas we wanted and instantly his eyes caught sight of Kathy's breasts, which were exposed to the point of almost showing her nipples. I could tell by his startled look that he was going to have a hard time concentrating on his job. I could hear Kathy softly say, "Yummy."