Cracker Barrel Bush
We were traveling one Sunday morning and stopped for breakfast at a Cracker Barrel restaurant in a small southern city. My wife's traveling outfit is for comfort first, a jeans skirt, a knit top and sandals, usually no bra. Before we got out of the car she said "I'm not going in there on a Sunday morning without a bra on, all those families going to church and my nipples poking out".
So she got a bra out of her luggage, got in the back seat with our tinted windows and slipped it on.
So we get a table and over to my left is a table of 4 men all dressed up, I can hear them talking, it is obvious they are the deacons from a church talking church business. My wife is sitting to my right so she is facing them. My evil little wheels are turning and I whisper to my wife, "do you have panties on".
She said "of course, nice white cotton ones, why?"
"See those guys sitting in front of you? If you go to the bathroom, take your panties off, flash those guys and can get a reaction, I'll drive the rest of the way home, you can read and nap all the way." We always take turns driving on long car trips.
She said "No way, you are crazy".
So we sat there waiting for our breakfast, and I kept teasing her, "they're finished eating, that next cup of coffee may be their last".
I can see indecision in her eyes., so I keep it up, "you can give them somehting to pray for".
She said "I have to go to the bathroom, that doesn't mean I'm doing anything naughty".
She leaves, comes back just as breakfast arrives, I can see the smile in the corner of her mouth, she took them off. I kind of turn so I can keep my eye on the deacons without any eye contact, after a few minutes one of them glances over and keeps looking our way, I tell my wife, "you have a fish nibbling, see if you can reel him in".
She said, "I don't think he can see because of the chair in the way".
Next thing I hear is the sound of a guy choking on coffee that went down the wrong way. My wife says "I'm almost finished my book, I wonder if they'll have anything I'd like in the gift shop, the 5 hours to home are all yours".
|