We got on the road early. We had given ourselves an extra travel day in case we had a breakdown. We had not checked the weather. That was a big mistake.
As we headed north, the sky ahead was getting darker and darker. It wasn't long before the raindrops were hitting the windshield. The farther we went, the heavier it rained. Slowing traffic to fifty mph instead of seventy. Flashing was out of the question. It was still quite warm so I took my shorts off. Jim liked that as he could play with my pussy as he drove.
We were in North Carolina, and the traffic slowed to a crawl, then it stopped. Nobody was moving. We could see the flashing emergency lights ahead. An accident had traffic come to a halt.
An eighteen-wheeler pulled up next to my window. He must have been able to see I didn't have any shorts on. He smiled at me and waved. I opened my top showing my tits, and laid down on Jim's lap, parting my legs. Jim started fingering my love hole. The trucker watched me squirm with delight.
He pulled a camera out as I looked at him and started taking pictures. I didn't mind, it just heightened my pleasure. I came as the camera clicked. I wonder if he jacked off looking at them later.
After an hour of him looking at my goods, the traffic started moving again.
We were on Interstate eighty-one and it started snowing just past Harrisburg. It turned into a late spring blizzard as we approached Williamsport. We decided to pull off the highway and wait out the storm. It was dinner time and we stopped at a truck stop.
The diner was packed with truckers who pulled off to eat and rest. I had put my sweats on, no bra or panties. I hadn't brought a jacket. Who thought of a snowstorm at the end of April? We stood there waiting for a table, but no one was leaving.
A trucker got up and approached us. He said, "You'll be standing here all night." He invited us to join him and his co-driver.
We gladly accepted his offer.
He walked us to their table and said, "I'm Bob and this is my friend and partner, John."
I replied, "I'm Cindy, and this is my husband, Jim. Thank you for letting us join you."
The waitress came and took our order. While we waited for our food, we had time to get to know Bob and John. They were from upstate New York, near Watertown. They had been partners in their trucking business for fifteen years.
"This is the first snow like this they had seen, so late in the year," they said.
I said, "I don't have anything warmer than these sweats to wear."
John said, "We noticed you might be a little chilly, as he looked at my chest."
I looked down and noticed my nipples were very prominent. Jim just chuckled. This broke the ice and we all had a good laugh. We talked more, and Bob and John seemed very nice and down to earth. We joked around a lot, getting to know each other.
I was finally warming up and Bob joked, "It looks like you need to go outside again for a few minutes," as he looked at my chest.
I looked around and found everyone else was engrossed in their own world. I lifted my sweatshirt and said, "Isn't this much better?" Showing them my braless tits.
All they said was, "Oh yea."
Bob was sitting to my right, and I said, "How about this?" I pulled the front of my sweatpants down. Showing him I didn't have panties on either. His eyes got big as he looked at my bush.
Bob asked, "Would you like to join us in our truck for a little fun?"
I looked at Jim, and he said, "It's up to you."
"As you were nice enough to let us share your table, I think a little fun might be nice," I said.
We ventured through the snow to their truck. I was very cold again and my nipples felt like rocks. The inside was very nice and warm.