This is the final part of the story of my agreeing to do six dares as a condition of getting a new car. The first two dares were not that difficult, but the third had me drive home naked and stop for gas and food on the way home; the fourth had me strip naked in a bar. The fifth involved me being nude below the waist for the entire evening as we ate dinner at a restaurant. I didn't expect that, nor did I expect the sixth dare.
A couple of weeks later, we were driving home from dinner and drinks at our friends' house. It was nearing midnight. We'd both had a few drinks and I was a bit woozy. When we were about two blocks from home, my husband Sean said, "Please get out of the car." I wondered what he had in mind as I got out of the car.
It was a cool fall evening and I held my knee length coat around me. Sean then said, "Strip."
I had found the previous dares exhilarating and was willing to try the next one. I told him, "This is the sixth dare. I get a car if I do this." He agreed as he rolled down the window.
I took my coat off and he motioned for me to throw it into the car. I did. Then I slowly unbuttoned my blouse so I would give him a hard-on. I pulled it off my shoulders and threw it into the car too. My bra was next. When the cool air hit my breasts, it felt wonderful. I got goosebumps from being cold and my nipples hardened like they do when I'm really aroused.
I pulled my pants down and threw them through the window. "Shoes too." he said. I took off my shoes and socks and pitched them in with the other clothes. I was left with my panties. Sean nodded for them too. I slid my panties down my legs and off one leg then the other and tossed them into the car. I stood there naked.
I expected that Sean would let me back in the car but he surprised me when he said, "See you at home." And he drove away. I was naked in the neighborhood, two blocks from home. I looked down the street. It was deserted as I slowly walked along the side of the road. I moved away from the street so I could shield myself behind trees and shrubs. There were five or six houses on each block between where I was and our house. I was turned-on at being naked and alone and in danger of being seen.
I moved from tree to tree, shrub to shrub and got halfway down the first block when a car came down the street. I jumped before the headlights hit me and hid behind a shrub in one of the yards. Immediately, a security flood light shone from the house. I moved to the other side of the bush and froze. If another car came, I would have a choice of who might see me. A man looked out the upstairs bedroom window of the house, looking to see what activated the light. I stood still as the homeowner looked through the window. He finally moved away from the window and I slinked away. The light went out. Whew!