On The Motorway !

Debbi slowly reversed back down the country lane until she reached a turning point by a gate into a field. To a small extent, having to concentrate on driving was taking her mind off of the bizarre sight that she knew she was presenting to Kieron. But only to a small extent ! If anything, she felt that wearing her bra only accentuated the rest of her nudity. It was as they pulled onto the motorway that Trudy's hypothesis about wearing the bra would be put to the test. Would anyone notice ? Would they just think they were looking at the shoulder straps of a dress and not realize it was only a bra ?

Debbi put her foot down and headed for the fast lane. That way she could ensure nobody would be overtaking her on the driver's side. This respite was only short lived, however, as she soon had to switch lanes to be ready for their exit. As they got closer, Debbi was confronted by a phalanx of red tail lights and the dreaded traffic cones. Roadworks ! "Shut" she exclaimed as they slowed to a crawl.

Traffic that wasn't taking their exit but was heading straight on to London began to pull alongside. Debbi caught movement from the corner of her eye but she remained looking resolutely ahead. "Looks like someone's noticed you Debbi" said Trudy. "So ? It's a hot day" answered Debbi, knowing that at least her lower half was obscured from passing cars. This reassurance didn't last. The sun was blotted out by a looming hulk drawing alongside. It was a large motor coach and as luck would have it, the traffic came to a complete stop at this point as they waited for those ahead to funnel into the restricted lanes.

Debbi kept staring to the front, her eyes fixed on the road. Maybe nobody would look down and see her ? Trudy quickly disabused her of that notion. "You've found a new fan club Debbi" she couldn't help but laugh at the older woman's discomfort. "I think they're Saints fans, they've got a game in London today" added Kieron. Debbi was not going to give the leering fans who were crowding to her side of the bus the satisfaction of making eye contact as she stayed staring at the slow moving traffic in front of her. But as the coach finally began to move ahead, she could not help but observe the sea of laughing faces rushing to the back of the bus, making crude gestures and waving their phones at her !