Showing Off For My Wife's Pleasure

She smiled, "Then get out and take them off."

No one was in the lot, but it was a thrill to get partially undressed in the open. I got back into the car with my dick harder than before. I then proceeded to play with myself -- one hand on the shaft and the other massaging my balls. It was exciting -- here I was naked from the waist down, jerking off on as we drove down highway.

But Ellen's had more fun in store. As I was pounding myself, she suddenly pulled into a fast food drive through.

"Wait a second! I have to get dressed!"

"No chance. You better hurry up and cover yourself."

I grabbed my jeans and threw them over my crouch. The way they tented, it didn't take any imagination to figure what was underneath and what I had been doing to myself.

My embarrassment wasn't over yet. Ellen turned on the inside lights so the girl at the cash window had no problem seeing that I was naked from the waist down. The cashier smiled, turned around and said something loud to the rest of the staff. From the way she acted, I guess I wasn't the first one to do something like this.

When we came to the food window, there were two girls giggling and trying to get a better look at me. Ellen decided to take full advantage of it.

"Don't mind him. We just came from a porn shop and he was so hot he had to beat off." Ellen grabbed her magazines and showed them to the girls. Most of the covers showed guys with massive dildos up their asses. "Pictures like these get him hot," Ellen confessed. The girls gasped and started giggling even more. And, my hardon was growing the whole time. There was no doubt about it, I enjoyed being shown off.

During the next few months, I became even more of an exhibitionist. We would drive around while I was stark naked and jerking myself -- Ellen helped "handling the gearshift." Sometimes we stopped on remote roads and she would take pictures of me playing with myself out in the open. Then she decided it was time for another trip to a bookstore.