Maria 60
12-23-2017, 10:56 AM
Last night I went for a drive and it was my craziest experience ever. For some reason it seemed the women I associated with the last few weeks were dressed nicer, lots of red skirts and tops ,I guess that Christmas brings out women to dress up. Even my wife was dressing up a little more, and she told me because in the office there's more action this time of year. Being a little jealous I choose to wear something red for my drive, the only thing I had was a red dress, it's alittle short but beautiful.
I went out and I was putting gas and decided even though I had a bad experience last time I choose a car wash to wash off some road salt.
The car in front of me went threw and I pulled up to the machine and reached out to put my ticket in and it came out and the screen read, try again, I put it in again and again and it came out. Now there's cars coming behind me and lm starting to panic, the machine then reads, can't scan barcode call for assistance. I'm now freaking out, I could feel my heart beating threw my bra, and I'm trapped I can't back out and all I could do is make hand movements to the car behind me hoping he understands the machine doesn't work.
The only thing I could think of is reach in the back seat and try to put on as much male clothes as I can, and then one of the cars in the back started honking there horn and I heard a mans voice from behind telling everyone to relax and he came to my window and said "can I see your ticket miss". Holy f&@k! now what do I do, I put my head down and handed him the ticket, it seamed like he was taking forever to read that ticket. So I tried so hard to turn my eye balls without turning my head and I seen a big belly and I started looking up and seen big black framed glasses and he was an older man. I then noticed he wasn't looking at the ticket, he was looking in the car, I look down at what he was looking at and I noticed I guess while I was freaking out trying to reach for my clothes in the back my dress rode up a lot and all my stockings and even some pink panty was showing. For the first time I knew what it felt like to be a women when I'm staring at there legs. I really didn't want to show a male hand pulling the dress down, but I also didn't appreciate showing this guy so much either. Luckily I guess he noticed that I noticed what he was looking at and he opened the machine and started fiddling in the machine and then the worse thing he was starting to make small talk. He asked if I was going to a fancy Christmas party or to a club, I never ever had any type of interaction when Im dressed. So I just sat there trying to pull that tight dress down and not answering him. He then turned to me again and told me that my ticket must have got krinckled coming out and the car wash machine couldn't read it, and he said next time instead of honking to just push the blue assistant button. I guess I was so freaked out I didn't notice the button. The whole time he was talking he never once looked at my face because he was busy trying to position himself to get a better view up my dress. He didn't try to hide what he was doing either, what a PERV. I hope that's not what I look like when I'm trying to do the same thing.
I must admit it did feel alittle degrading and when I got home I told my wife the story in which she couldn't stop laughing and asked me how it felt to get treated like that. She said men don't know how obvious they are when they are trying to look up her skirt or down her top. She does admit she knows a lot of women who do enjoy that attention but she finds it creepy and doesn't want that type of wrong attention. Wow not easy being a women is it?
Well she said maybe I would have had a worse experience if he did look at my face and better that my legs distracted him. My wife told me that she is so jealous of my long legs that never end, and if she had my legs she would flaunt them and there would be a lot of happy truck drivers out there. So much for her not wanting bad attention speech. No more car washes for me, they say everything happens in threes and that's two pad experiences already.
Sorry it was alittle long, but I wanted to share.
I went out and I was putting gas and decided even though I had a bad experience last time I choose a car wash to wash off some road salt.
The car in front of me went threw and I pulled up to the machine and reached out to put my ticket in and it came out and the screen read, try again, I put it in again and again and it came out. Now there's cars coming behind me and lm starting to panic, the machine then reads, can't scan barcode call for assistance. I'm now freaking out, I could feel my heart beating threw my bra, and I'm trapped I can't back out and all I could do is make hand movements to the car behind me hoping he understands the machine doesn't work.
The only thing I could think of is reach in the back seat and try to put on as much male clothes as I can, and then one of the cars in the back started honking there horn and I heard a mans voice from behind telling everyone to relax and he came to my window and said "can I see your ticket miss". Holy f&@k! now what do I do, I put my head down and handed him the ticket, it seamed like he was taking forever to read that ticket. So I tried so hard to turn my eye balls without turning my head and I seen a big belly and I started looking up and seen big black framed glasses and he was an older man. I then noticed he wasn't looking at the ticket, he was looking in the car, I look down at what he was looking at and I noticed I guess while I was freaking out trying to reach for my clothes in the back my dress rode up a lot and all my stockings and even some pink panty was showing. For the first time I knew what it felt like to be a women when I'm staring at there legs. I really didn't want to show a male hand pulling the dress down, but I also didn't appreciate showing this guy so much either. Luckily I guess he noticed that I noticed what he was looking at and he opened the machine and started fiddling in the machine and then the worse thing he was starting to make small talk. He asked if I was going to a fancy Christmas party or to a club, I never ever had any type of interaction when Im dressed. So I just sat there trying to pull that tight dress down and not answering him. He then turned to me again and told me that my ticket must have got krinckled coming out and the car wash machine couldn't read it, and he said next time instead of honking to just push the blue assistant button. I guess I was so freaked out I didn't notice the button. The whole time he was talking he never once looked at my face because he was busy trying to position himself to get a better view up my dress. He didn't try to hide what he was doing either, what a PERV. I hope that's not what I look like when I'm trying to do the same thing.
I must admit it did feel alittle degrading and when I got home I told my wife the story in which she couldn't stop laughing and asked me how it felt to get treated like that. She said men don't know how obvious they are when they are trying to look up her skirt or down her top. She does admit she knows a lot of women who do enjoy that attention but she finds it creepy and doesn't want that type of wrong attention. Wow not easy being a women is it?
Well she said maybe I would have had a worse experience if he did look at my face and better that my legs distracted him. My wife told me that she is so jealous of my long legs that never end, and if she had my legs she would flaunt them and there would be a lot of happy truck drivers out there. So much for her not wanting bad attention speech. No more car washes for me, they say everything happens in threes and that's two pad experiences already.
Sorry it was alittle long, but I wanted to share.