Three years had passed and Alice had moved to a more up market part of London. She was now living with Barry an artist and designer and both were earning good money and were happy. They were not sleeping together but in a platonic relationship. Barry had his own hang up because he once had a relationship with a gay man one drunken evening, and he was now unsure whether he was heterosexual or a closet gay.
However, since the day on the tube Alice always had the memory of it returning to haunt her. It seemed as soon as she thought of what had taken place in those twenty minutes of darkness and what she had done on the walk to her flat, her libido started to get her excited. The thrill of exposing her naked body to a complete stranger had been intoxicating and she believed it could or would never be equalled.
Her infatuation of being seen naked by strangers had grown a lot more intense over the three years she had lived with Barry. Barry knew of the little kink Alice had and at one time he painted her naked showing all of her charms and had it hung in an auction art gallery in the south of England. He took her to the gallery on the day of the auction and had her stand next to the painting and it drew many unexpected bids. Barry was fit, well built and was a forth Dan in Karate and was in many competitions during the year. His prizes were numerous and Alice always felt safe when they walked out together.
They were in the lounge sharing a bottle of wine when Alice said, "I know you read a great amount of sex literature trying to find your niche in life would you do something for me?"
Barry turned in the armchair to face her and said, "You are a very beautiful woman and very desirable but sex is out of the question."
"That is a nice thought, Barry. I think you and I had better stay platonic until you get your brain sorted out. No on Friday it is my twenty third birthday and because you know my need and have a head full of ideas, think of the excitement I desire and crave and make it happen."
"I will do my best for you Alice but you have caught me on the back foot, but I will not let you down and it will be as safe as I can make it."
On the Friday an envelope had been slipped under her door that she found as she was leaving for work. On the front it said Happy Birthday, Alice. Read the note inside I have to rush and I will pick you up at eight p.m. Barry. She quickly opened the envelope and read the letter and smiled with anticipation. Alice could already sense the fear of exposure, of being caught by the unsuspecting public.
All day her libido was on a high and she found it hard to concentrate on her work and was glad when the clock hand moved to five. She left her unfinished work putting it in the drawer and locking it for security. On the underground Alice was standing at the rear of the carriage when a voice said in her ear."I thought I recognised you only I have your skirt and panties at home."
Alice turned around slowly to face the beautiful woman that had stripped her on her way home. "You never did phone me my dear my name is Christine and I own Carman Fashions in Knightsbridge. You must call me and we will have an evening out together."
"Can I ask you, but are you a lesbian?"
Christine laughed and said, "No dear, my husband is an airline pilot and is hardly at home. That what I done the last time we met was a spur of the moment thing. I often wonder why you never caused a scene because I expected it."
Alice replied, to be honest I enjoyed the experience and it has changed my life. What would you have done if I had have made a scene."
"Probably told the police I was a kleptomaniac, and I collected skirts and panties." Both of them burst out laughing and Christine gave Alice another card. "Call me and we can meet up."
Alice got off at her stop and walked home and summer was early with the last of the frosts gone. Alice knew that in another hour the evening would warm up with the wind dropping and the closeness of the buildings around her. At seven forty five in the evening Alice was ready and at eight she heard the taxi blow its horn. She put her fake fur coat that stopped just above the knees and stepped out to meet Barry.
As Alice walked down the stairs she could feel her heart pounding, and once outside on the pavement the anxiety was pushing the adrenalin about her body. Barry was sitting in the rear of the cab and the driver opened the door for her to sit on the seat with him. As they were travelling through London Barry said, "The meal is on me as a birthday present. Order what you fancy because I will be having the same."
The taxi dropped them outside the restaurant and as the driver was about to get in his seat, Barry said, "Pick us up where I told you we might be a few minutes late but I will pay for your time."
"Inside the place was packed with other couples enjoying a night out and no one noticed them arrive or sit down. At nine p.m. Barry passed her another envelope that she opened and read the note inside. Alice left it another five minutes and went to the powder room after ten minutes she returned and handed him the envelope back over the table and it was now bulging. Barry never looked inside he just put it in his coat pocket.
He said, "I believe we will have another glass of wine before we leave for home we have a way to go to meet the taxi." Alice's heart was racing and she was wondering if she had made the wrong decision because the first time was spontaneous and this was arranged and cold blooded. She then thought 'well at least I will have my coat to aid my embarrassment if the need arises.'
"How do you feel, Alice?"
"I will give the question my best shot, and I will answer naked. And I noticed as we walked in here it has not warmed up this evening."
"Don't worry those knee length boots will help to keep you warm."
"Barry, you obviously don't know the first thing about a woman's anatomy because it is not her legs and knees that get cold on her naked body. I understand now why you are undecided."
