Abbie continues the solo show

Abbie nodded. "I don't know what 'another level' means right now, but I'm up for it!"

Jake said, "How about a bit of a boob show?"

Without missing a beat, Abbie kept gyrating to the music, stroking her body. She focused more on her upper body, running her hands more firmly along her taut stomach, and then upward, across her crop-top. Her nipples were getting hard from all the stimulation, plus knowing that two strangers were watching her in the open air on the highway -- that was pretty hot too.

Abbie crossed her arms as if to pull up the edges of her crop top, but she was just teasing. She lifted a corner, showed a bit of side and underboob, but lowered it again, and smirked at the boys in the Jeep. Their reactions were giving Abbie a great deal of pleasure. They would cheer when she was getting more suggestive, and then dramatically pout and groan when she held back. Jake thought it was hysterical (not to mention pretty arousing as well).

After a little more teasing, Abbie decided to take it further. She peeled up the edges of the crop-top, slowly, revealing more and more skin, until she swiftly pulled it straight off over her head, and dropped it to the floor of the car. She used her hands to hide her naked breasts, but as the music played and she danced, her hands periodically drifted from that position, revealing her perfectly shaped (and completely bare) breasts.

She bounced and twisted to the music, hands behind her head or on her hips, either way allowing her to thrust out her chest and bring even more attention to the current star(s) of the show. The Jeep boys were in heaven -- and Jake certainly wasn't complaining either. He reached out occasionally to touch her, his fingers trailing on her stomach or groping a breast, and once reaching an arm around her to pinch her ass.

Every so often, Jake would nudge the car forward. Abbie, trying to stay balanced on her knees, fell forward a bit, and caught herself on Jake's shoulder. The boys in the Jeep adored this, as it caused Abbie's breasts to wiggle and sway. She'd get her balance again, and return to dancing in her own seat.

"You know," said Jake, "if this traffic jam holds a while, there's more you could do."

"I can't imagine what you're talking about," Abbie replied playfully.

"Can you be creative?" asked Jake. Abbie smiled. Of course she could.