After working up the courage to actually go outside in her Lady Godiva "costume," Jamie had nearly masturbated herself to orgasm in the middle of the street.
It had been a gargantuan effort to stop.
Once in the car, she'd been unable to resist a minute more of pussy play...but after opening her eyes to see the young man watching her through the passenger side window, her heart had nearly stopped.
The reality of what she was doing...heading to her husband's company Halloween part, totally naked, hit her in the face like a brick.
If she'd had any chance of changing her mind and taking back her decision, it disappeared the moment she saw the young man and released her foot from the brake.
The young man had been watching her masturbate; totally naked, in her car at the curb with a look of shock...and...god...was it lust in his eyes? He'd doubtless never seen a naked woman masturbating in public before...just as she'd never been seen like that before.
Jamie imagined that his cock had probably been as hard as iron in his pants at the moment...the very moment that their eyes had met, and she'd nearly cum all over herself in the seat.
Part of her was scared to death.
After all, she was driving across the city to Tom's place of work totally naked. She'd lost the bet and Tom's instructions for her pay-up had been very specific; she wasn't to bring anything other than what she was wearing...the waist chain and the heels.
She was to be Lady Godiva for Halloween.
It was totally insane.
And yet, as she pictured the young man's face again, staring at her in disbelief, her pussy pulled...for a moment she was tempted to turn around, drive back, and see if he was still there.
As the neighborhood streets receded, and the number of stop signs waned, she relaxed a bit. She'd passed several people walking the sidewalks, and none of them had seemed to notice her nudity.
Maybe this was going to be okay after all.
She wondered what the people at her husband's work would say when she walked in wearing her birthday suit.
Her nipples stiffened as she pictured the looks on their faces.
Suddenly, her reverie was broken; ahead, at the corner, was a construction sign where the neighborhood gave way to the main road through town.
Jamie realized that she was going to have to drive very slowly, right past the construction crew.
At first, she thought maybe she could turn around and go another way. But she was already in line...the traffic was building behind her as she entered the single construction lane.
She was trapped.
Concentrating, Jamie rolled forward, coming to a stop in front of the sign-holder, a woman, who turned her sign from "slow" to "stop."
The woman, wearing a yellow safety vest and hard hat, stood holding the sign...her head turned towards the opposite flow of traffic.
Jamie watched her nervously.
Lifting her radio, the woman said something into it, and turned the sigh to "slow."
Rolling forward again, Jamie drove slowly past her. As the sign-holder's glance fell into Jamie's car, her mouth dropped wide open...doing a double take, she stared in disbelief at the completely naked woman rolling by.
Noticing her look, Jamie snapped her head straight forward and drove on...her heart thudding in her chest.
The construction lane was torturous...long and slow.
As she approached a man wielding a jackhammer to the right of her, the line slowed again...coming to a stop.
The man with the jackhammer looked up and into Jamie's car from the passenger side, and nearly dropped the hammer.
Stopping it he stared.
Jamie felt his eyes gorging on her naked body, and her nipples stiffened into rocks. She moistened between her legs.
She knew he could see every inch of her behind the wheel. She shivered from fear and excitement as she reached for the area between her legs.
God, no, she couldn't masturbate now...right in front of him.
"Hey Don! Look at this!" the man yelled suddenly, waving at someone.
Climbing down from a truck, another man suddenly appeared at the passenger window and peered in.
Jamie trembled. Her hands shook. Her nipples pulled at her.
"Holy shit!" the second mad said through the window.
Jamie was mortified, scared, and excited all at the same time.
"Hey baby!" the first man said, as the second whistled.
Suddenly a third man appeared, walking around the front of her car to the passenger's side.
"Lookit this!" he exclaimed, "this chick's fuckin' naked!"
Despite her fear, Jamie's hand found its way between her thighs as she continued to stare straight ahead, scared to death. Her heart thudded heavily in her chest.
She pressed herself, pushing her palm against her swollen clitoris...it felt dirty, and delicious, and she couldn't stop.
"God lookit those tits!" she heard one of them exclaim.
Daring a look, Jamie turned her head to see the three men staring at her...making rude gestures with their hands. One of them lifted two fingers to his mouth and slowly pushed his tongue between them.
"Man, I'd eat that pussy..." he said.
Her hand moved faster over her clit.
"Yeah baby, play with that sweet little pussy," one of them said.
Unconsciously, Jamie spread her legs wider. The men roared their approval.
"You're a hot little slut huh?" one of them said, tapping at the glass.
At long last, the line moved again.
Jamie rolled ahead, slowly leaving the men behind as they whistled and catcalled after her.
By the time she left the construction lane, she was shaking badly.
She'd just been seen naked, by three men, playing with herself in public.
Adrenaline raced through her...lighting her on fire. The sexual energy was incredible. She couldn't breathe, she couldn't think. Her body trembled and her pussy pounded, begging for relief.
She was sopping wet.
And yet, she was frightened out of her wits.
Her mind struggled with what she was doing.
On one hand, being seen...totally nude in public...playing with herself was the single, hottest thing she'd ever experienced in her life.
On the other, it was crazy and insane and it scared her. The mixture of emotions coursing through her veins was like an injection of a heady cocktail laced with sheer ecstasy and poison.
Suddenly, Jamie lurched forward as she rear-ended the car in front of her at a light.
It was a small bump, but enough to rip her to the present.
As the light changed the car in front of her pulled right, into the parking lot of a supermarket.
Jamie panicked.
Should she keep going?
She only had seconds to think.
If she kept going, the driver might call the police.
If she stopped, she would have to face whomever it was totally naked.
How would she explain it?'
The car behind her honked its horn; the driver impatient as Jamie sat at the green light, blocking the traffic.
Instinctively, she darted to the right, pulling in to the parking lot behind the car she'd hit.
Rolling to a stop, she sat...scared, shocked and in total disbelief. How the hell had she allowed herself to do that?
The driver's door opened in front of her and a middle-aged man got out. Through the rear window, Jamie saw the back of a woman's head in the passenger seat.
Approaching her, the man waved as Jamie let her window down.
She was terrified.
"You okay? That was...."
The man's voice died in his throat as he approached and stared down into Jamie's car.
"Uh...hi...sorry..." Jamie stammered, trying to cover herself.
"Uhm..." was all the man said.
"I'm so sorry," Jamie said again, noticing the pitifully inadequate job her arms did of covering her large breasts.
Straightening, the man shook it off finally.
"Look," he said, "I'd like for you to take a look at my bumper."
Jamie swallowed hard, pressing her legs together, instinctively trying to hide herself.
"Please," she said, "I don't have anything with me...I left my license at home...I'm...I'll pay for..."
"I guess I'll call the police," the man said, turning.
"No! Wait!" Jamie called after him through the window, panicking. "I'll look!"
With that, the man stopped and waited, as Jamie pushed the driver's door open.
Slowly, she stepped out, first one bare leg then the other. With her wicked heels firmly on the pavement, she exhaled.
Drawing her resolve, she stood.
