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In the 1980’s we were still visiting nudist clubs around the country. We were in northeastern Pennsylvania going to Amsterdam , NY. My skinny young wife liked being nude in the car, especially if we were going to a club because once there she could just hop out. People at the club were usually surprised to see her already nude in the car and made a big deal . Instant friends!
She was sleepy from a late evening the night before. We had gone to a dance and she was a popular partner. She had on a knee length dress with a neckline that showed some cleavage but not a bra. All she had on under the dress was a garter belt and stockings, something rare after pantyhose took over . Dancing with her meant lots of spinning showing her long legs and sometimes her ass and pubic hair. She was nice see in the shadows of the dance floor. After a while, someone brought in some flood lights that sat on the floor. She was fully exposed, no doubt, but no one complained. This lead to lots of guys wanting her for the slow songs where she enjoyed being groped and fingered constantly. Dancing slow, her skirt was lifted to waist level so he could grasp and squeeze her ass cheeks to everyone’s joy. She loved the attention. Towards the end of the evening, guys would dance with him standing behind her , poking her ass , first grasping her breasts then to my surprise, some began to lift her skirt higher and higher until her curly haired triangle was fully exposed except when their hands felt her aggressively fingering her pussy. She came so often her dance partners were holding her up. She slept well but on our drive to Amsterdam she slipped off her dress earlier than I expected. She put her right leg under my right leg that was on the gas pedal and her left leg went behind my neck. She laid back with her head touching the passenger door. If I dropped my right hand off the steering wheel, it fell directly onto her very moist pussy.
I loved hearing her moan occasionally. I also enjoyed the trucks and some cars beeping or yelling at us, seeing her easily from the waist down. I had to lift my hand off sometimes so they could see all she had to show.
To be accurate, she didn’t remove her dress—-it was pulled up to her neck and her arms were free so nothing was covered.