Naked in Randy's Domain.
How did I let myself agree to this again? Here I am sitting in a car, stark naked with a man who just happens to not be my husband. Jim, my husband asked me to go home with his friend, Randy while he was out of town on business. He wanted me to go with his friend naked and not take any clothes with me. I can't say no to Jim, whatever he wants, I do, no matter how embarrassing it is. The scary thing is that I really like the things Jim tells me to do. Deep down in my core I want to do anything he can think of. That's what scares the hell out of me, I want it.
My only possessions are my cell phone, a few cosmetics and personal hygiene articles, a pair of tennis shoes (which I am not wearing presently) and my laptop computer so I can Skype Jim every night. No clothes, nothing, nada, zippo.
"No stops today, okay?" I looked at my husband's good friend as I sat on the passenger's side of his car. "It's one thing to ride around naked in the middle of the night and another in the middle of the day."
"No problem; got a full tank and we're going straight home. I want you all to myself today." Randy laughed as he drove me to his home on the edge of town.
"I hope that means there won't be any unexpected visitors like last time." I asked cautiously.
"You mean someone like Terry dropping by?" Randy acted surprised and shocked by my question.
"Exactly," I didn't entirely trust Randy's answer all of a sudden. I knew how excited he got when his friend dropped by the last time I was naked at his house. I didn't think that Terry's visit was completely unexpected.
"To tell you the truth Terry has been hounding me to have you over again so he could see you. He was totally smitten by you."
"Yeah right, he was smitten by me being stark naked. You loved showing me off didn't you?"
"I don't deny it. I got a rush watching him when he saw you. And as I remember you rather liked showing him your tits and pussy. Jim liked it too when I told him, so what's the problem?"
"Well the problem is that it's okay when Jim decides to show me off, but you're not my husband so I really don't think you have the right to expose me to whoever you want." I tried to explain to him.
"Jim and I have talked about it and he isn't too concerned about me having a few buddies dropping by. He knows I won't let anything happen to you that you don't want."
"An occasional person is not the problem, what I worry about is if or when someone Jim and I know just happens to drop by and finds me naked at your place without Jim being there. It might be fun for you, but it's hard to explain what I'm doing there to them. What exactly do I say? "Oh by the way, I just happen to be here naked with no clothes with me? Oh and by the way I'm staying here a few days while my husband' out of town. Oh and he does know about it and approves of it." I don't think that excuse will fly." I was getting a little frustrated.
"I see your point but don't worry about it. Look, any man seeing you will think they have died and gone to heaven. You have the body that needs to be seen. Guys have wet dreams about you. Jim has told me about your fantasies. He tells me how hot you get when you are seen. Just relax, enjoy the moment."
"Enjoy my ass!" I quickly replied.
"Exactly!" Randy interrupted.
"Don't interrupt! I'm going to have to have a talk with Jim; he's telling you too much personal information. You two seem to think it's okay to take a lot of liberties with my body." I was getting nowhere with this conversation.
"Oh, and by the way, Terry is coming over this afternoon. He's really anxious to see you again."
"Why is this not a big surprise?" I was trapped.
"Admit it; you love showing off. Come on, deny it." Randy teased.
"You ass-hole, you know I enjoy letting men look at me. I admit it, maybe I'm crazy, I don't know. It doesn't mean that I'm not embarrassed when it happens. Fuck, I just want to crawl in a hole and die from embarrassment and humiliation, but yeah sure I get turned on, it excites me when I see men looking at me. I get wet, I like it but it doesn't mean I really want to be known as everyone's slut!"
We pulled into Randy's driveway, his house sat on a large piece of land with several trees between his house and those of his neighbors. The nearest was over 100 yards away. Still a neighbor could see his drive and front yard if they were looking. And if they were looking they could probably see that there was a naked woman getting out of his car and walking into his house.
Wanting to get back at him, I got out of his car as soon as he stopped and stood in view of his neighbors just in case they were looking. Let him try to explain to them what he was doing. Fuck, he'd probably invite them over to meet me. Oh well.
"Come on, we have time to have a bite to eat and sit by the pool before Terry comes by. Maybe even time for a quickie." Randy was trying miserably to get in my panties, that is if I were wearing any. He was going to suffer before I let him have any. From the looks of the bulge in his pants he was ready, willing, and able. Too bad, I hope he gets a case of blue balls. That'll teach him!