In case you missed Chapter 1
Derek and Mariana were two coworkers who were flirty with each other. Mariana was finding attention by wearing progressively shorter and shorter skirts to work. One day, Derek dared her to wear an even shorter skirt and go shoe shopping with him. She agreed and ended up exposing her panties to a complete stranger as Derek watched on. Then he dared her to take it one step further and remove them altogether. Mariana agreed reluctantly and when the stranger and Derek peeked under her skirt, she had an orgasm! They made their way out of the mall, her getting increasingly aroused and her mind clouded. By the time they reached his car, she was running completely on autopilot. Time seemed to pass oddly and they found themselves at a nearby hotel. He took her upstairs and they had sex. And she wondered where this experience and her exposure were leading.
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"Do you trust me?" he whispered in my ear. He was directly behind me, holding me against him. His warm breath heated my ear. I nodded... unable to speak at that moment. I was feeling fear and arousal in equal quantities. The conflict was nearly torture. "Then close your eyes and let it go..."
We were outside in the woods, in broad daylight. No one was within view, but the place was one where people came and went. I looked back at him, giving him this questioning look. His expression was open and honest and full of barely contained lust. I shuddered to see the intensity. I nodded slightly again, turned my head away, and closed my eyes.
His hands reached under my skirt, grabbing my panties at the waist, and slowly, ever so slowly, tugged them down to the middle of my thighs...
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Let me start the story from a couple of days ago.
I found myself back at work in Derek's car. We had just returned from the mall (see Chapter 1). My eyes opened, and we were parked in the garage. He looked over at me, smiling. Wow, what an adventure that was. I had gone from being a mostly conservative woman to showing my pussy to a total stranger!
"Wow, you must have been exhausted. I did not expect you to take a little catnap in my car." Derek said.
I was confused. "That is weird, I do not remember falling asleep."
He laughed. "As soon as you got in the car and sat down, you were gone. I think you may have been sleeping before your ass hit the seat. Oh, speaking of which, I better give you these back."
He handed me the see-through panties I had bought at Victoria's Secret. They were soaked.
My mind was whirling. Did we really go to that hotel? Or, was it a dream? The images of his cock were so real, especially the way it slipped inside of me from behind.
"I think you were having some good dreams," he said, almost as if he were reading my mind. "You made some interesting noises."
"You mean, we didn't stop at the hotel?" I could not help myself from blurting out.
"Hotel? What hotel?"
He looked baffled. "Oh. The one I joked about. No, I do not think so."
"What do we do there, Mariana?" he asked with a grin that nearly split his face.
"We didn't get a room and..." I started.
He looked sharply at me. I was blushing before, but now my cheeks burned.
"And what, Mariana?" he asked. He was enjoying this.
"Um... nothing," I muttered. I could tell he was not buying it, but he did not ask again.
I needed to think. First things first, though: there was no way I could go back to work like this. I reached behind me to grab my bag. Looking inside, I saw my longer skirt. "Thank goodness," I thought.
We were in the parking garage; no one was around. He was staring at me as I took the skirt out.
"I better change", I said, making a little gesture with my finger.
He pretended not to understand.
"Turn around now, naughty boy," I said.
He shook his head and closed his eyes instead.
I looked suspiciously at his face. He had a very slight smile, but his eyes were tightly closed. I hesitated. Did I dare to do this?
I slipped my short little skirt off. The feeling of being bottomless just a couple of feet from him excited me. I spared a glance at his face; his eyes were still shut. I paused, savoring the feeling of my exposure so close to him. It was such a naughty feeling. In fact I could not help but run my finger quickly through my slit.
"Mmmm," I murmured. I looked back at his eyes. He had not peeked yet, but his slight smile had turned into a grin.
And then I pulled on my skirt, twisting my body a little in the car to get it back over my ass. Have you ever tried to get dressed in a sedan? It is not as easy as it looks. I had to shimmy this way and that, and lift myself off the seat to get the skirt on. The thought of him looking at me at that moment, with my pussy arched up in the air, nearly took my breath away.
I got it on, finally. When I looked up, his eyes were open again. "When did he do that?" I wondered. There was a mischievous look on his face, but I could not really tell.
I gave him a very fake dirty look. He shrugged his shoulders. He did not look at all chagrined.
"This should make him happy," I thought. The damp panties went into my bag with my short skirt.
His look was part surprise and part pure arousal. "Aren't you going to put them back on?" he asked.
"They're wet," I said smiling. I enjoyed surprising him.
And we went back into the building. He trailed behind me slightly, saying that we should go in separately. I thought that made sense. I have to admit that I swayed my hips just a little bit more knowing that he was looking at my ass. "Let him look," I thought.
