So I ended up driving home naked again. I kept my speed down and drove very carefully once more. I could have put on my coat but Diane had told me that I couldn't wear it. If she asked me though, I could lie to her. She wouldn't have anyway to know if I stayed naked or wore it. But if she asked me could I lie to her? She seemed to be able to read me like a book. If I lied and she found out I was probably going to end up over her knee again and I really didn't want that. Or did I?
I was confused and conflicted again. So, I didn't wear it. I drove home naked again. My coat was on the seat next to me, neatly folded to fit it. I was nervous of being stopped by the police or being seen. I finally made it to my apartment and parked in the darkest part of the lot which was also the furthest from the building door. Even though it was farther away, I felt safer back here. Hardly anyone wanted to park in the back of the lot.
I turned off my car and sat for a moment, looking around. There was no one in the lot and my brain, the stupid part, began to take me over. I got out and walked to the other side of my car and took out my coat. Then I laid it on the hood of my car. I locked the car. I put my keys in my purse and set my purse next to the right front tire. Then I walked to the right end of the parking lot. My mind was calling out...
"Look at me, I'm naked! If you want you can see my tits, ass and pussy!"
I stood at the end of the lot and faced my building. I cupped my smallish boobs and held them up towards the building. I lifted my hands above my head and went up on tiptoe. I turned so my ass was facing the building and bent over. It felt so good to be naked outside! I walked to left end of the parking lot, the one next to the grassy area leading to the street. I stopped and looked across the grass and saw cars passing by, too far away to see me but I could see them. I wondered if I should walk over there again but my rational brain told me not to push it. But I stood facing the street for a while. My nipples were erect and my abdomen had that familiar tingle deep inside. I wanted to do it but I thought better of it. I walked back to my car and thought about leaving my coat inside it but Diane had told me to take it in with me.
So I bent and picked up my purse and then my coat and started walking towards my building. Now I was getting nervous once more because when I entered my building there was a good chance I would be caught. I certainly didn't want people in my building knowing that I ran around naked. Once I reached the back of the cars in the front row of the lot I stopped and laid my coat and purse down on the ground. I had to do it. I had to be completely naked. I slipped my shoes off and put them by my coat and purse and stepped into the driveway between the parking lot and my apartment building. I stood there without a stitch on, lifting my arms above my head. My nipples got even harder and my tingling stomach was driving me crazy. I turned in a circle, showing all parts of me to my apartment building and then thinking better, I walked back to my stuff. I picked up my shoes, coat and purse and started to walk across the driveway when out of the corner of my eye I saw a flash. My head swiveled to the right and saw headlights beginning to turn towards me. I panicked and began to run to the doors to my building, up the steps and I stumbled.
My coat and shoes fell out of my hands and I ended up on my hands and knees on the steps. My shoes clattered down the steps behind me. Clutching my purse, I scrambled to my feet and turned to get my shoes. I leaped down the steps and bent over to pick them up just as a horn honked. I looked up to see two guys hanging out of a car's windows hooting at me. I grabbed my shoes and stood up without thinking, giving them a full frontal view of my naked body.
"She's bare ass naked!"
Both my nipples and stomach were tingling now and I felt the flush of heat both on my face, boobs and belly. I turned and scrambled for my coat and grabbed it, running for the door.
"I've seen her before, she lives here!"
OH MY GOD! I yanked the door open and ran for the stairs, hearing the screech of brakes behind me and then doors slamming. I dashed through the doorway to the stairs and ran as fast as I could up them. I had maybe fifteen seconds of head start on them. Up the stairs I ran, fumbling in my purse for my keys, cursing myself for an idiot. I heard the stairway door slam against the wall. Sheer panic made me go faster and without looking I slammed the door to my floor open and ran down the hall to my door.
I fumbled with my key and finally got into the lock. My door opened and I dashed inside, pushing it closed, just as the stairway door opened behind me. I stood, shaking, in my entry way. You stupid girl! You stupid fucking girl! I sank down on the floor, my coat and shoes to one side of me, my purse to the other. I listened.
"She lives on this floor. I know she does. She was bare ass. I wonder why?"
FUCK! I wasn't caught, but the closest thing to it. Some one here had seen me, but I didn't think they knew it was me. Safe behind my door my shakes began to slow and I cupped my boobs and squeezed them, moaning softly. I was scared and turned on! Remembering what Diane had told me to do, I stood up and leaving my things lying on the floor, I made sure my door was locked and dead bolted. On shaky legs I walked to my sliding glass door and eased it open. It was dark out except for a small sliver of moon that drifted in and out of clouds. I stepped onto my balcony. I stepped forward and grasped the railing with my left hand and my right dived between my legs. I spread my lips open and my finger found my clit, hard and poking out of its hood. I touched it and moaned and then began to rub myself frantically. I was naked on my balcony and masturbating for all I was worth. My hips were bucking back and forth as I relived the scene on the steps. My panic at the headlights coming toward me, my shoes tumbling down the steps, my shock at hearing them talk about me being naked, how I stood up, exposing my body to them and my frantic dash for my apartment. It wasn't long before I was coming, screaming out loud, not caring who heard me. My orgasm burst over me and I sagged down to my knees. My body twitched with aftershocks and I knelt there, naked, for a long time. I finally got up and staggered into my apartment. I went into my bathroom and cleaned up and then into my bedroom where I fell on my bed and almost immediately fell asleep.
When I woke up the next morning I was slightly disorientated. I was lying on back in a tangle of sheets with my legs spread and I was naked. I smelled of sex. I needed a shower. I looked at my alarm clock and panicked. I had 45 minutes to get dressed and to Diane's townhouse. I leaped out of bed and showered as fast as I could. After I was dried off I pulled on panties and a bra and grabbed a pair of slacks and a blouse. I almost leaped into them. I didn't want to be late, God I didn't want to be late. I had no clue if she would be accepting or pissed off. I couldn't find my shoes and then remembered that I had left them at the door. I ran to my door and slipped them on, grabbed my purse and tore out the door, running for the stairs.
I ran as fast as I could. It seemed to take me forever to get to my car and leaped into it. I started it and backed up and sped out of my parking lot. I told myself to calm down. It wouldn't do for me to get a ticket. So I drove as fast as I dared towards Diane's townhouse. I kept looking at my watch and as each minute ticked by my stomach clenched harder and harder. It seemed as though I hit every red light on the way. I got more and more scared the closer I got to her place, realizing that I wasn't going to make it on time. When I finally pulled into her driveway I was ten minutes late.
I parked and had to drag myself out of my car and up to her door. I rang the doorbell. I stood waiting. It seemed as though it took forever for the door to open. Diane looked at me through the doorway.
"You're late."
I was silent.
"Is there a good reason for being late?"
"I overslept."
"Is that a good reason, Sabine?"
"No."
Diane stepped back and let me inside. She shut the door.
"Stay here."
Diane walked into her living room and in a few minutes she came back with Ashley. My stomach clenched harder. I didn't like Ashley so much. They stood about ten feet from me, looking at me and then started whispering back and forth. I didn't like it. I didn't like it one bit. Diane and Ashley walked up to me.
"Take your car keys out of your purse."
I did and stood in front of them stupidly.
"Give me your purse."
I handed it to Diane and watched her drop it on the floor of her entryway.
"Go and unlock your trunk and bring your keys back to me."
I was getting pretty nervous about this but did as I was told. When I walked back to them, Diane held out her hand and I set my keys in it. They were both smirking at me.
"Now, Sabine, since you didn't have a good excuse for being late, you can go and stand in front of your trunk and take everything off. Make sure you fold your clothes nicely and lay them in your trunk. When you have everything off and in the trunk, close it, turn and face the street and stand for fifteen seconds. Then you can come back here."
"Diane, please, its broad daylight!"
"You should have thought about that before you overslept. Now do as you are told!"
Mournfully I turned and walked out the door. I glanced over my shoulder as I reached the front of my car and Ashley was leaning against the door, smirking at me. Diane was no where in sight. I walked to the back of my car and slipped my shoes off and placed them in the trunk. I stood and thought for a moment and then undid my slacks and wriggled out of them. At least my blouse covered most of my ass. I folded the slacks and put them on top of my shoes. Then I did the girl thing, reaching behind and unclasping my bra and sliding the straps out of my sleeves and then pulling it out of the bottom of my blouse. That was folded and laid on my slacks. Then I took my panties down and folded them and into the trunk. I hadn't looked because I didn't want to see, but now I did. I glanced left and right. No one on the sidewalk and no cars. I slowly unbuttoned my blouse and slipped it off, folded it and put it in the trunk of my car. I was totally naked in Diane's driveway. I turned and faced the street and started mentally counting to fifteen. I felt so exposed. And then it happened. A car turned the corner just as I reached ten. I wanted to scream and run. I didn't, I closed my eyes and kept counting. As soon as I figured it was fifteen seconds I opened my eyes to see a car screech to a halt right in front of me. I turned and ran to the side of my car and dashed for the door to Diane's townhouse, hearing laughter behind me.
"Nice ass lady!"
I reached the door and twisted the handle and nothing! Ashley was still smirking at me and standing inside. I twisted the door handle again. The door didn't open. I looked at Ashley. She motioned for me to turn to face the street. THAT FUCKING BITCH! I tried the door again. Nothing happened. Ashley was still smirking at me. I mouthed bitch to her and turned to face the street. The car was still there.
"Don't have much in the tit department, do you?"
Then I saw a fucking cell phone taking a picture of me and I turned to face the door. Ashley wasn't smirking at me now, she looked pissed off. The door was still locked. I was still outside naked. Ashley walked away and I felt scared. I rang the doorbell and finally Diane walked up. She shook her head at me and opened the door. I scurried inside.
"Did you call Ashley a bitch?"
"Yes, but she locked the door on me."
"Do you think it's nice to call someone a bitch?"
"She deserved it, Diane! She had no reason to lock the door and make me stand out there with a car and some guys right out front."
"So, because you were late and I helped you with a little fantasy of yours, she deserved to be called a bitch?"
