Fiona smiled as she signed for the box. She wondered if the delivery driver had any idea what he was an accomplice to. As soon as she shut the door, she whipped out her pocket knife and opened the box. It contained only a note and a garage door opener. Had Victor sent her the wrong package? Where was the sexy outfit? She opened the note.
I expect you to wear what is in the box, which is nothing. You may arrive anytime between 7 and 9 pm. If you are uncomfortable walking from your car to the house, you may park in the garage. Text me a picture of your outfit when you leave, so I will know when to expect you.
Fiona realized this was a test. Victor had chosen a time close to sunset. If she picked the later time, her entire drive would be under cover of darkness. If she chose the earlier time she would be driving naked in full daylight. She wondered if the door opener was for her benefit or his. What would his neighbors think of a naked woman walking into his house? Fiona glanced at the clock. The early departure time was only 10 minutes away.
"Fuck it, " she said to an empty house. She pulled her T shirt over her head and tossed it on the floor. Her bra followed, then her shorts, and finally her underwear. She laughed, thinking this would be the first time she arrived at Victor's without panties. Usually she left without them.
Fiona walked into the hallway and looked at herself in the full length mirror. She stretched her arms over her head, scanning her skin for anything that needed attending to before she left. Satisfied, she picked up her purse. As she walked to the door, she did a quick inventory, making certain she had all her essentials. At the last minute, she grabbed a wrap from the closet. It was for an emergency. She did not want to explain to a traffic cop why she was changing a flat tire naked.
Fiona pulled her phone out of her purse. The picture she sent Victor was taken in the hall mirror. It showed her from the waist up, looking over her shoulder. She turned just enough to show the curve of her breast. Fiona put on a pair of sunglasses and opened the door to the garage. In the privacy of her garage, Fiona strode naked to her car. She was glad she would not have to explain to her neighbor why she was leaving the house without clothes. She pressed the button on her garage remote. Sunlight flooded in as the garage door opened. She left Victor's opener in the box it had arrived in. She was sure he could explain her appearance to his neighbors. Fiona wondered is she was the first woman to walk up to his house nude.
Fiona pulled out of the garage and onto the street. The sun was still well above the horizon, and anyone making more than a passing glance at her would realize she was at least topless. She reached up and pressed the button to open the sunroof. Fiona felt the warm sun on her breasts. Traffic was thin, and she was hitting all green lights. She saw one driver do a double take has he passed her, but almost everyone was focused on something other than a naked woman out for a drive.
It was the last light before the freeway that caught her. She was in the left lane with a small car in front of her. To her right was a delivery truck, which shielded her from the people on the sidewalk. A pickup truck idled behind her. She wondered how much of her body was reflected in her mirrors. Fiona saw the driver in front of her adjusting his mirror. She wondered if he was trying to get a better look at her. He slowly turned around and looked at her. "Busted," she whispered to herself. Seconds later the light turned green, and she tapped her horn to redirect the driver's attention. He pulled ahead of the delivery truck, then slowed down to let Fiona pass him.
"Please don't cause a wreck," Fiona mumbled as she accelerated past him. She sat up straight and turned slightly towards him as she whizzed by. "Enjoy the view."
Fiona watched the car vanish in her rearview mirror as she pulled onto the highway. The drivers here were even more oblivious. She pulled alongside a semi and waved her arm out the sunroof. When she had the drivers attention, she pumped it up and down, trying to get him to honk the big truck's horn. He took a long look at her, smiled, and the horn blared. Fiona waved vigorously enough for her breast to shake as she accelerated away. She wondered if Victor intended for her to enjoy the drive over. There was a tense moment when she passed a parked police car. She wondered if she could be ticketed for driving without clothes. The police car did not pursue her, and her thoughts turned to what would happen when she arrived at Victor's house.
The exit that would take her to Victor's house appeared sooner than she expected. She navigated the neighborhood streets cautiously. The sun had set, giving her the cover of twilight as she pulled up in front of his house.
The front door was open, and a single candle burned on the threshold. Fiona casually stepped out of the car. She felt a slight breeze. The damp skin on her back and between her legs felt chilled. Nonchalantly she walked up to the front door. Fiona tapped on it and called out, "Hello. Naked hot chick here."
There was no response. She could see another candle on the floor, and she walked towards it. Another candle appeared, then another. The candles were black, making the flames appear to hover in the air. Fiona followed the trail out the back of the house and towards the pool. The shadow of the house made it darker on the deck. The only light was from the candles and a moon that occasionally came out from behind the clouds. At one end of the pool a stack of boulders formed a grotto, and Fiona could hear the water splashing over the big rocks. The last candle was in the grotto inside a glass globe on a low table. As she approached it, she realized there was a note under the candle. Fiona stepped into the pool and leaned over the note to read it. The water splashing over the rocks covered her skin with a fine mist. In the flickering candle light she could make out the words.
Hold Still
Fiona realized she was in the same position as the first night at Victor's house. Bent over table, only this time her hands were only restrained by words on a piece of paper. She felt something touch her back. Almost instantly she recognized it as the riding crop.
"How was the drive?" Victor asked. His approach had been masked by the sounds of the pool.
"More fun that I thought it would be. I'm pretty sure I gave a traffic camera operator a thrill."
"Oh really? I'm impressed," Victor replied, pressing the riding crop between her shoulder blades.
Fiona felt a shiver go down her spine as Victor pressed the crop into her flesh. The tip moved across her back and rubbed against the side of her breasts. Fiona's nipples grew stiffer as she felt the leather against her skin. She felt Victor's thighs against her ass. His skin was warm. Fiona wondered if he was naked. She slowly started to turn her head, but was stopped by the riding crop.
"What does the note say? " Victor asked.
Fiona turned her head back to stare at the candle. The water crashing down on the rocks covered her body with a fine mist, cooling her skin. It made Victor's touch seem quite hot by comparison. His hand cupped her left breast. Her nipple protruded between his fingers. Victor slowly pulled her back. Fiona felt his cock nestle up against her ass. She squeezed her cheeks together, reveling in the feeling of being naked with Victor.
Victor ran the riding crop up the inside of her thigh, stopping just short of her pussy. Fiona strained to hold still. She was certain with one quick move of her hips she could have Victor inside her. She looked down at the note. Hold Still. It was almost impossible.
"You're doing very well," Victor said as he began to rub the riding crop on her belly. Slowly he moved it closer and closer to her pussy. Fiona felt the muscles in her belly tighten with anticipation. When the tip slid across her clit she moaned loudly. Victor pinched her nipple in response, causing her to cry out.
"So you like that?" Victor asked.
"Oh yes. More please, lots more."
"Well, since you asked so nicely..."
Victor's hand squeezed her breast tightly, and he pressed his cock firmly against her ass. The riding crop slid over her clit and brushed against the swollen lips below. Victor slid the entire length of the riding crop across her hot, wet pussy. In return Fiona rocked her hips up and down, sliding against Victor's rock hard erection. For the first time, Fiona seriously considered letting someone fuck her in the ass. The idea had never really appealed to her, but she wanted to feel Victor some way, any way. Her mind was calculating the pros and cons, but her hips seem to have already decided what was going to happen next, rotating upward.
The riding crop swiftly moved to her backside, delivering a blow that stung just a bit. The noise of it echoed in Fiona's ears. Her skin felt warm where the blow landed.
