A perverted look

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It was our usual Saturday night date night out, but this time I had a few things planned which were a tad unusual. My wife loves for all her spectacular parts to be seen and watched, but in a way in which she had no choice, and in a way which could not get out of hand. So, I'd called the restaurant where I knew the manager, and made a couple of minor arrangements in advance.

Anyways, We arrived at the restaurant and were seated at the table I'd specified in my phone call. The shortness of my wife's dress wasn't lost on the men on either side of us.

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We went through the usual formalities of the waiter telling us the specialties of the evening, ordering, opening the wine and beginning to sip it. All the while, I was tracing little circles around my wife's upper bare legs, getting her somewhat hot as I travelled higher and higher and then down to her knees again.

"I want you to go into the Ladies Room and remove your bra and panties. When you come back, hand them to me over the table."

She looked at me in surprise...not shock, exactly, but surprise! She knew how she'd look to the men on either side of us when she returned, and she was already getting aroused. She returned to the table, this time her breasts swaying slightly with each step, and the outlines of her nipples were slightly visible through the thin, black material of the halter top! She handed me the bra and panties over the table. The action wasn't missed by any of the 4 people on either side of us. I calmly put the undies in her purse and snapped it shut. Then I returned my hand to her leg and continued toying and tracing my fingers up and down and in circles.

We continued to sip the wine. We'd drunk about 1/2 the bottle when they brought the food to us. As we started to eat, I moved my hand up to her crotch. "Spread your legs for me," I whispered into her ear. She complied. The tablecloth kept her pussy from being seen from across the room and either side. I started toying with her pussy and clit under the tablecloth. I slipped my finger up inside her and out again, across her clit, over and over! She was sopping wet!! She had increasing difficulty keeping her food on the fork, chewing, and swallowing. When her first orgasm hit her, she maintained her composure well, but moaned softly, stiffened a bit, and gripped the table hard between us. I didn't stop!

Now, every time she picked up the glass of wine, she had difficulty keeping it from spilling over, she was trembling so badly. She was squirming slightly on my hand, and her breasts were swaying just a bit as she squirmed.

The people next to her finished and left. I noticed the man looked at my wife and smiled as he left his table.

It was a good thing they left, because when the second orgasm hit my wife, she moaned a bit louder, stiffened more noticeably, gripped the table with two hands, and hung her head over the table for a few seconds. She finally recovered and resumed eating. I stopped tormenting her, and we finished eating soon and left. 

I had parked the car about halfway through the parking lot and directly under a light. When we walked to the car, I quickly looked around and saw nobody. I opened the car door for her, and stopped her from getting in. I held the door open and stood in the opening between the door edge and the car. "I want you to take your dress and shoes...NOW!"

She   started removing her dress, just as I knew she would, in spite of her feigned protestations. She kicked the shoes off and gave them to me, which I put in the back seat of the car. She undid the halter top and slid the dress down and off her feet. I threw the dress into the back seat along with the shoes. Now my beautiful wife stood there bare-assed naked under a glaring light in front of me. She was obscured by the car, the door, and me, but she knew she could still be seen if anyone happened along. They didn't.

"Now put on your topcoat and get into the car."

She complied, and I buttoned up the topcoat from the hemline to just below her neck. Her nervousness subsided.

"When you get into the car, put your hands up and behind the head rest." I opened the rear door and produced a pair of fur-lined handcuffs and a washcloth from a small bag I'd hidden there. I put the handcuffs on her left wrist, ran the handcuffs between the posts of the headrest, pulled her seatbelt over her right shoulder, and cuffed her right wrist. She didn't know it, but the handcuffs had a 'quick-release' on them that enabled me to release her hands quickly if we were stopped for some reason. I proceeded to unbutton her topcoat all the way down and spread the sides apart all the way so that her entire naked body was totally exposed to anyone who might look in any of the side or front windows! Her nervousness returned as she began to understand what I had in mind!

I closed her door and got into the driver's seat. I took two short pieces of rope from the same bag and tied her right knee to the door grip and her left knee to a cup holder on the console, effectively holding her legs spread apart, adding to the completeness of her exposure. I tilted the car seat back down a bit to make her pussy clearly visible, and then I finished putting on her seat belt by stretching it between her breasts and across her hips well above her upper thighs.

I got out of the car and closed my door. I walked around the car, examining my wife from both side windows and the front of the car through the windshield. She was magnificent...stark naked, hands tied behind her neck causing her magnificent breasts to be stretched taut across her chest, which was arched a bit from the position. Moderately tinted side windows obscured her somewhat, and all but her breasts were below the window. She was clearly visible from the windshield from the waist up as well. Only if someone came up to the window or was a truck driver could her pussy be seen. 

I returned to the driver's seat and closed the door. I told her to raise up her hips, and I put the washcloth under her pussy "...just to keep your coat dry," I said. As I was placing the washcloth under her pussy, I began sucking on her nipples and took the opportunity to slip my middle finger up inside her pussy and out again, sliding it over her engorged clit, and back up inside again...several times! She spread her legs more and arched her back as she gasped and moaned. She was very wet, as I suspected she would be, a confirmation that she was enjoying what I was doing to her, and what she now realised was to come. I pulled out of the parking lot and onto the street! 

As we drove along the streets with stop lights and stop signs headed toward the expressway, I knew that the moderately tinted windows would make it difficult for the casual passer-by to notice my wife or her condition unless her overhead lights were on! Nevertheless, I had to stop at each sign and signal.

Most of the time when I stopped, she went unnoticed, but there were a few incidents where she was noticed. On one of those times, a group of young men noticed her at a stoplight and came up to the car, got a full view of her tits and pussy through the window and asked me to lower the window so they could feel her tits and finger her pussy. I was at the point of having to decide what to do when the light changed and off we went. The second time a mixed group of young men and women noticed her through the front windshield at a stop sign and quickly came around to the side of the car again, asking me to lower the window. There was nobody behind me, so I did. Almost simultaneously, there were four hands (that's all that would fit through the window at one time) groping my wife's tits and pussy, quickly driving her crazy, and about to make her cum. Then the others insisted on a turn and the hands were replaced by four others to continue the assault, quickly making her cum!

At that point, I slowly raised the window, giving them time to get their arms out before I took off.

I entered the expressway soon after that, and quickly sped up to the required minimum speed. I turned on her overhead dome light! I stayed out of the right lane so truckers could get a good view of my wife!

We passed several truckers who took notice of my wife's condition and exposure, lit up as she was under her dome light, and honked their horns in appreciation! That night we lost count of how many people watched us while we fucked.

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