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"My god! We're sorry Miss, ...jesus."

"We didn't know you were here..."

Lydia was startled, her eyes darted around, she had nothing to cover up with and the two men stared at her tits. One of them was like a big bear and the other man was shorter and slim in build.

"I, I didn't know....uh....usually there is nobody on these roads." Lydia stammered.

"Oh, we don't mind," said the bear like man, "its ok Miss.....god you're beautiful."

"Thank you" Lydia said, awkwardly looking around for somewhere to go, but there was no place and these men weren't budging an inch so she stood there for what seemed like hours letting them stare at her body. She calmed a little; it was exciting in a bad girl way, to be caught in the open naked with two men, and no place to run.

"I'm uh ... the weather...trying to get a little exercise." Lydia said feeling like she should have said something else.

"Nice warm day out, good for walking...uh...your tits, jesus they're fantastic, I hope you don't mind if we look," said the slimmer man.

What was she going to say? God they were bold. She had nothing to clothe her breasts with and she wasn't going to look like a prude by trying to cover with her hands.

"Well...um...you guys are so nice, I don't mind if you don't, I'm glad you like them, look all you want." Lydia was surprised, did she just say that?

The men moved in close, "You really are pretty, you are just incredible, uh I'm Jim and this is Hank."

"Hi" said Hank, "Jim's right you are just fantastic! You have such beautiful breasts, and I love that sexy tattoo."

"Thanks. Hank, Jim, I'm Lydia" She said, pleased with the tattoo remark and wondering if she should let them get any closer.

Her breasts sweated in the hot sun and her nipples were protruding obscenely, it was incredibly graphic and Lydia thought she could see bulges forming in their pants, oh fuck, did they see her look? Damn, they did, her face grew even more red than it already was and the two men moved closer until they were right on her; she caught a faint scent; she knew that smell, male musk mixed with sweat.

"You know," said Hank, "uh I know this is strange...uh...we don't mean you any harm but could we just...um... touch your tits... and...damn...then we'll just go on our way...you know, and don't feel bad if you say no, it's all ok, really."

This all felt surreal, like it really couldn't be happening. I mean, they should turn their heads, not look at her nakedness and she should not be so nice, right? My God they wanted to touch her breasts! She wasn't sure, should she? Of course not, this was getting out of control, she should just turn and walk away, if they would let her go that is, but they weren't being rude or obnoxious, they were very respectful. This was happening so fast, but her nipples were so stiff and aching, she knew they were begging to be touched, and both of the men were staring at them. But there was more, between her legs, she could feel a tingling in her clit, and she could begin to smell her own musky scent, could they smell it too? She was turned on being naked, face to face with these men, with nowhere to run. Her expression turned serious and she looked up at them. She knew she shouldn't but she heard herself say it.

"Uh...ok, it's ok; touch them if you want to."