After our encounter at the adult boutique, Mom and I get back on the road. I let Mom sleep for a couple of hours until I felt several needs.
I find an exit with a medium sized truck stop and pull off. After parking the minivan and getting out, I take Mom inside. We separate to take care of personal functions and then meet back in the restaurant.
I chose a booth that will allow plenty of exposure for Mom’s slut-fit as I had become accustom to thinking of the clothing I was requiring her to wear. The slut-fit consists of a sheer white button up blouse open at the neck, a short black leather skirt, and a red garter belt holding up sheer black stockings and four inch red pumps. Not counting the garter belt, there are no undergarments to be found.
As we sit sipping iced tea, I notice the looks and outright stares of the truckers at my Mom and a new idea stirs in my head. We finish our meal, pay the tab and make our way through the store. It seems Mom has adjusted to her new look quite well, having switched from degrading embarrassment to a sort of shy or coy playful teasing when she sees another man, or woman, looking at her. I decide to adjust that attitude as we walk out the door reaching for the hem of the mini skirt and lifting it exposing Mom’s bare ass and hot red garter belts. With a roar of applause and cheers echoing through the building, I lead Mom’s freshly embarrassed face to the minivan.
I do a little digging in the back before climbing back behind the wheel. Once on the highway I engage the cruise control and plan B. Mom appears to be casually enjoying the scenery as we move down the road. I see my first target up ahead and reduce speed slightly. As I approach the rear of the tractor-trailer I move into the left lane. Having gone to the restroom at the truck stop, I am fully aware of just how exposed Mom’s tits are when viewed from above. As I move next to the cab of the truck I slow so I am just barely moving faster than the big rig. I move past and change back into the right lane where I look in the mirror and see the driver flashing his lights in appreciation.
I then speed up looking for my next target. Being a major north/south corridor for trucking puts me in a target rich environment. The next truck is a flat bed and again I move over and then up to the cab. Then I decide to up the ante a bit.
“Hey Mom?” I say as I turn the air conditioner on high.
“Yes, Kevin?” Mom responds.
“You got really nice tits.”
“Well, thank you dear. What made you think to say that?”
“The fact that the truck driver we are next to is staring at them,” I tell her.
Mom turns to look at the truck and verifies the fact the driver is looking down her blouse. She looks like she is about to throw her arms over her chest before I give her slightly different directions.
“Open you blouse and let him get a good look. This guy has been on the road for weeks. Make his day. Show him your tits.”
Mom looks at me and then back to the truck driver before looking straight ahead out the windshield. Without any further encouragement she begins to unbutton the buttons left on her blouse and pulls it out of her short skirt. She opens the blouse and turns in her seat so the driver can see.
“Blow him a kiss now,” I direct. As she does I speed off looking for the next truck, leaving the last with horn blaring.
“This is very naughty Kevin,” Mom says with a husky voice.
“It could get even naughtier,” I suggest.
We pull up to the next truck and as we approach the driver’s window Mom makes eye contact.
“Do you want me to show him?”
“Absolutely,” I tell her watching her open her blouse again.
“Now play with your nipples. Get them good and hard so he can see what a slut you are,” I tell her. Mom moves her hands over her nipples and they harden more.
“Bring a tit up and lick the nipple. Make it a show for him. Then blow him a kiss off your tit,” I instruct.
Mom pulls her right tit up to her mouth and sticks her tongue out and wets the nipple before sucking on it a bit. Her eyes stay focused on the driver. She makes an exaggerated pucker and kisses the nipple and then blows the kiss to the driver.
“Oh God Kevin, this is so hot. I am so fucking wet right now,” she informs me.
“Show me,” I tell her.