Years ago was going to see a popular at the time play in the big city with my GF and another couple. The other couple were meeting us at my GF's place and we would all go in 1 car. It was sort of a big event so the guys were wearing a jacket and tie and the other girl a nice dress. We were running late and had a bit of a drive, and my GF could not decide what to wear. The other couple and I were sitting waiting for my GF to get ready. Exasperated, I told my GF to just come out with what she had on and we all would decide what looked right. She came out wearing some dress and it looked horrible - do not remember any details about it. We told her to go try something else. She did and all 3 of us did not like that either - these were clothes I had not seen before so must be things she did not like either and had burried in the back of her closet. We tell her we are really late now and to bring out whatever else she has. She comes out wearing 1 dress and holding another. We all think the other dress is best and tell her to hurry up. Instead of going back to her room, my GF just takes off the dress she is wearing and is standing in the room with the the other couple and me naked except for bikini panties and high heels.
She proceeds to fuss with the last dress, struggling to find the back zip, then unzipping it, then fusses to separate the sides of the dress so she can step into it, for some reason still wearing the high heels. This of course causes her boobs to bounce and jiggle about as she finally pulls the dress up and puts each arm into it and is finally covered. I think I must have been in shock, and the other guy was just staring at my GF with his mouth hanging open. I said to my GF something to the effect that she could have at least stepped out of the room to change, and she replied but you said we were in a hurry...
The other guy was driving and my GF and I sat in the back of his old Buick or Olds monster 4 door sedan - with wide bench seats in the front and back. As we were driving down the divided highway with overhead lights every 50 yards or so, I was feeling more than a little aroused and proceeded to pull my GF to me into the middle of the seat and begin kissing and fondling her braless breasts, and sliding my hand all the way up her dress to caress her. We were both more than a little amorous and maybe got a bit carried away in the moment. After more than a bit we take a break and come up for air. As I lean back in my seat, I see that the other guy has adjusted the rear view mirror and I see his eyes as he glances up every time one of the overhead lights whizzes past lighting up the interior of the car... his GF is nattering away oblivious to what has been going on in the back seat. It suddenly dawns on me he has been watching us the entire time as I molested my GF's breasts and other bits. I look at my GF and she is sitting back with her eyes closed, her nipples making points in her dress as her breasts jiggle with each bump in the roadway, and her dress was still pulled up so far that even sitting back I could see her bikini panties... and her legs were more than slightly spread. Slowly I realized that the guy in the front is still looking at my barely covered GF. For some reason, and totally out of character, I did not move to cover her or tell her, but just let him look at her. He had to focus on driving as we had to get off the highway and drive on city streets, so that was the end of the show. As we got out of the car, the other girl asked something about how our ride was in the back, and the other guy told her they had a great time! My GF snapped her head around to look at him and then me, turning red as she figured out he must have seen something. If only she knew...
