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24/04/2018
Rick told me he sent an e-mail yesterday, so
I took a look to see what was written to stay involved on our trip down the road of exhibitionism; it is really so much fun. I had some time this morning, so I have added some of the trip fun from my point of view.
The morning was a warmer fall day, so deciding what to wear was easy, as I didn't need to worry about getting a chill. I had thrown on a sleeveless, beige lace sun dress that came down about 14 inches from my waist, and had a deep scoop neck. It was light and fluffy, and didn't hide the fact that there was nothing underneath it but me, but it was less revealing then something sheer. The deep scoop neck, coupled with the lack of sleeves, made for some interesting looks when we arrived for breakfast. Turns out, this was a sit-down, not the usual buffet, so there was probably a lot of side boob; there certainly was a lot of down blouse available for the taking. So we had more fun with the wait staff, and the glass top tables, creating down blouse views and pantiles up-skirt views. (It's tough not getting all moist sometimes.) Once finished with breakfast and making everyone smile, we returned to the room for check out.
Now it was road time; I had gotten Rick a new pair of travel shorts which were absolutely awesome; large legs, cuffed leg bottoms, and ONLY 9 inches from waist to the bottom of the leg. I was able to slip my entire hand up the leg and play with my favorite toy very easily. There was enough room for me to reach in and cuddle him and slide him out, so he was completely visible, something that I would do a number of times in the hours to come.
I put on my 3 button skirt and decided to try it out with the bottom button undone. We hadn't gotten around to that the night before, after the long drive, but was sure it would be interesting. Sure enough, sitting with only the two top button done, displayed my cute little fire red bush, and the Lybia in the middle. To distract those who might be trying to peek, I wore a white fish net short sleeve top. We were ready to travel.
The day was pretty uneventful, and we both had fun with more that one trucker and some others who were traveling in tall vehicles. Our food stops were fun as well; at lunch early, wanting to beat the noon rush, and got a corner booth, so we only had the wait staff and those walking on the outside, past the windows of our booth to deal with. We were both having fun.
Dinner was a bit different; we picked a place that happened to be crowded, and only left room on stools at the counter. Rick and I went to the far end and sat down next to the wall, but soon discovered that neither one of us could reduce our individual exposure levels down far enough to not create a commotion, so we left and got a room. At check in, we asked it here was an in-house dining room and was told that there was, and the dress code for it was in the room. (guess he was paying attention). We thanked the clerk and took the room key. Once there, we read the dress code for the dining room and decided that Ricks shorts were the only thing not allowed. For modesty, I put on a short sleeved blouse over my fish net top, which I tied at the waist, and snapped the bottom button of my skirt. I was still visible under these, but only close up. Rick put on his thin, white, linen dress pants commando, that was so popular on vacation, and off to dinner we went.
We have a ton of vacation photos that we took, thinking we would share the awesome time with some of our unknown, like minded friends, here. Cheryl and Kevin, along with the sister and sister-in-law, have all asked us NOT to post them on TODP, but to share, if and when asked by someone out there. I asked why and they said someone they know, might happen to see them..DAH !!!! Rick and I explained that it isn't difficult to mask identity, and the photos had already been cropped as needed, and we showed them, but no deal. So you choose; cropped photos or nothing; WE are sure going to enjoy these photo for years to come.
More later, Molly
I took a look to see what was written to stay involved on our trip down the road of exhibitionism; it is really so much fun. I had some time this morning, so I have added some of the trip fun from my point of view.
The morning was a warmer fall day, so deciding what to wear was easy, as I didn't need to worry about getting a chill. I had thrown on a sleeveless, beige lace sun dress that came down about 14 inches from my waist, and had a deep scoop neck. It was light and fluffy, and didn't hide the fact that there was nothing underneath it but me, but it was less revealing then something sheer. The deep scoop neck, coupled with the lack of sleeves, made for some interesting looks when we arrived for breakfast. Turns out, this was a sit-down, not the usual buffet, so there was probably a lot of side boob; there certainly was a lot of down blouse available for the taking. So we had more fun with the wait staff, and the glass top tables, creating down blouse views and pantiles up-skirt views. (It's tough not getting all moist sometimes.) Once finished with breakfast and making everyone smile, we returned to the room for check out.
Now it was road time; I had gotten Rick a new pair of travel shorts which were absolutely awesome; large legs, cuffed leg bottoms, and ONLY 9 inches from waist to the bottom of the leg. I was able to slip my entire hand up the leg and play with my favorite toy very easily. There was enough room for me to reach in and cuddle him and slide him out, so he was completely visible, something that I would do a number of times in the hours to come.
I put on my 3 button skirt and decided to try it out with the bottom button undone. We hadn't gotten around to that the night before, after the long drive, but was sure it would be interesting. Sure enough, sitting with only the two top button done, displayed my cute little fire red bush, and the Lybia in the middle. To distract those who might be trying to peek, I wore a white fish net short sleeve top. We were ready to travel.
The day was pretty uneventful, and we both had fun with more that one trucker and some others who were traveling in tall vehicles. Our food stops were fun as well; at lunch early, wanting to beat the noon rush, and got a corner booth, so we only had the wait staff and those walking on the outside, past the windows of our booth to deal with. We were both having fun.
Dinner was a bit different; we picked a place that happened to be crowded, and only left room on stools at the counter. Rick and I went to the far end and sat down next to the wall, but soon discovered that neither one of us could reduce our individual exposure levels down far enough to not create a commotion, so we left and got a room. At check in, we asked it here was an in-house dining room and was told that there was, and the dress code for it was in the room. (guess he was paying attention). We thanked the clerk and took the room key. Once there, we read the dress code for the dining room and decided that Ricks shorts were the only thing not allowed. For modesty, I put on a short sleeved blouse over my fish net top, which I tied at the waist, and snapped the bottom button of my skirt. I was still visible under these, but only close up. Rick put on his thin, white, linen dress pants commando, that was so popular on vacation, and off to dinner we went.
We have a ton of vacation photos that we took, thinking we would share the awesome time with some of our unknown, like minded friends, here. Cheryl and Kevin, along with the sister and sister-in-law, have all asked us NOT to post them on TODP, but to share, if and when asked by someone out there. I asked why and they said someone they know, might happen to see them..DAH !!!! Rick and I explained that it isn't difficult to mask identity, and the photos had already been cropped as needed, and we showed them, but no deal. So you choose; cropped photos or nothing; WE are sure going to enjoy these photo for years to come.
More later, Molly
Poster:
rick and Molly continued
