Back to best laid plans. Playing tennis was a last minute decision. It was really for my benefit. We play together from time to time but she mostly plays with her friends. The exposures were just by happenstance, not planned. We did drive and she went in both the liquor store with no opportunities, the cashier was female and the quick stop, again female. She did get herself a big gulp, mix for the liquor a cheap cooler for drinks and ice. Not sure if folks pumping gas were watching but when she bent over to get ice from the outside cooler she was on display. I was looking at her butt from a side view but not sure if the one getting gas looked.
We went to the park. No one around. She walked topless for a some time. No one around. We rested in the park waiting. No one around. I told her my next plan to find some farmers in the field and her get out giving them a full frontal. She was excited at the prospect. We started back. We took a different route back through a lot of back country roads. Again, if we saw farmers in the field they were so far away from the road she would be a spec. We were both getting frustrated. The drive down, each of my plans mostly worked out better than I thought. After a long half circle we were in another adjacent county. I had to to call it quits. We started our way back to dad's.
After giving her the idea with farmers, as we passed people walking, she would say how about him. I just couldn't come up with a reason for a naked woman to be popping out the truck safely. We entered the back roads in dad's county heading to his house. I had been on these roads throughout my growing up. After passing a house with two men standing in front, my wife said, how about them, I can ask directions. I still did not feel it was safe. I explained this to her disappointment. Then, out of nowhere I thought of happy. We were going to pass his house.
I suggested to my wife, if happy is on his porch, I will pull up and you get out and ask directions. She went from disappointment to excited. Then asked, who is happy. Happy is a nickname we gave him as highschool kids driving the roads. Happy is an older black man that when we were younger lived with his mom in a small older house. No neighbors. Happy would almost always be on the small concrete porch sitting waving happily at anyone passing by. We would sometimes stop and talk to him. When his mom passed he refused to move. Family, friends and church checks up on him from what I remembered. He is self sufficient but slow. I gave my wife more details but she was excited. I tried toning it down by saying, don't get too excited, my plans seem to not work out. She said, well maybe you should abandon planning and just be in the moment. We discussed.
She was happy with the results of tennis but in the discussion she said she wanted me to show her off fully. I asked, how fully. She smiled and said, that's up to you. I did not respond. We just continued talking about be in the moment.
Soon we were approaching the cut off road that happy lives on. It's a smaller two lane paved road but no painted lines anywhere denoting lanes. His house is really close to the road so I can see from a distance if he's on his spot. I slow down once I see the house. He is definitely sitting on the porch. I tell my wife, you strip naked and I will pull up. You get out and walk to my side to ask directions. Yes Sir. I said, you control what happens. He is very nice and may be shocked or even scared. Smiling she said, I got this. I pulled up on the opposite side of the road closest to his house, the truck bed centered to his porch. She hopped out. I have my window partially down and adjusted the side mirror to watch her just in case. By her demener you would have thought she was completely clothed not completely naked.
She rounded the truck and stopped by the back tire facing happy. He stood up, no facial expression. She asked, can you tell me if this road lead to... the town close to dad's. I guess with more of a questioning expression happy said, where yo clothes, you nakid. Now she had a few drinks but was standing hiding nothing and came up with this, oh sorry I've been fishing and my clothes were muddy I couldn't wear them in the truck so they are in the back. When saying this she also did a sloppy one arm/hand over her tits and the other over her bald pussy. She asked, this better. Happy took the two steps down and said, you sho you don't need help. He's standing maybe eight to ten steps away. She said, I'm perfectly fine I just needed to make sure we are headed the right direction. Happy looks at me and asked, he nakid too. She glanced at me and said, yes he is. Happy sort of smiled and walked to the opposite side of the ditch from her. He said, just stay straight and bear left at the fork down there and proceeded to give her detailed instructions. During this she had dropped her hands and was using them to "fix" her hat as he continued. He did pause briefly as she did this but picked right up giving detailed directions. She has been out there a few minutes now. She repeated his directions and he corrected her mistakes.
She was having a blast. Once done, she acted embarrassed saying, oh, I forgot covering again. Happy said, you want to know sumthing. She said, sure. She is still partially covering. Happy says, this time with big smile, you the first white woman I've ever seen nakid. She said she blushed when he said this. She said, so I guess covering what you already seen is dumb. Happy with a perpetual smile said, yep. She dropped her hands. She asked if he wanted a drink before she left. He said, no ma'am, I don't drink. Laughing she said, no a cold soda. Happy said, I sho wuld. My favorite part. Dad's truck is not lifted. She turns her back to him saying, I'll get you one out of the cooler. She hops up onto the bed leaning over legs dangling wide. Her pussy is six feet from happys face. He is still smiling big and leaning his head to the side. Still in this position she asked, coke or sprite. He was staring at her but after saying nothing for several long seconds he said coke. Still in position, she asked, one or two. He responded quicker, two if you don't mind. She got him two and hopped down again facing him. She asked can you catch them. Perpetually smiling, I sho can. She tossed him both. She said, thanks for helping with directions. He said, you welcome. She walked around the truck opened the door and stood up in the door over the cab and waved saying bye. Happy waved back saying bye. We left.
I had to know. Once out of sight. I pulled over and had her reenact retrieving the sodas. I was roughly the same distance. Believe me, happy got a full detail viewing for a good ten to fifteen seconds. She was ecstatic as we drove. She went on and on about how well that went. She even suggested we go back clothed on another trip so she could thank him again. She asked if I thought he would tell others. Laughing I said, absolutely. He will talk about his first naked white woman sighting to anyone that will listen. Whether they believe him is another question. She continued on the way back. Someone walking, what about him. Someone in their yard, what about him. I kept excusing that we were too close to dad's. Were were on a back road maybe ten miles from dad's and started over a long bridge over an interstate. She saw trucks down on the interstate. She said, stop, I'll flash trucks from here. I looked and said, there's too many cars, not just trucks. We continued to dad's.
Granted, some of her ideas were fine but to get out fully naked seemed to be a little dangerous. We arrived at dad's.
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