Chapter 42

Nele leaned over the back of Nicole’s car seat and whispered something in her ear. I noticed that Nicole responded to her, and Nele added something. I finally heard Nicole say, “Okay!”

Nele returned, sitting on the back seat, and looked at me.

“What?” I wanted to know.

“I want you to get naked,” Nele told me.

I smiled at her. I don’t know if she wondered if I would object, but my mind and body told me I had to obey her even if I wanted to object. And so, I started to undress on the car’s back seat, and when I had removed my dress, I gave it to her.

“Thanks,” Nele said and looked at my body. “Fuck! You are gorgeous!”

“Thanks,” I said, feeling proud, even when I knew I was just lucky with my looks. The only thing I did do to keep myself slim was a bit of running and other sports activities, sometimes.

“Don’t you feel awkward?” Nele asked me.

“Awkward? Because I’m naked?”

“Yes.”

“Strangely enough, no. When I was younger and thinking about situations like this, I always thought I would feel ashamed about being seen. But since the first time I got naked in front of others, I noticed I never felt really ashamed. Well, I do sometimes, but not often.”

“Cool,” Nele said, “So, you’re not mad about me asking you to get naked?”

“Of course not! In fact, I’m happy you made me do it.”

“Aren’t you a little afraid of being seen by people who pass us or who we pass?”

I looked out the window to the car we were just overtaking. There was only one person in it, a man sitting behind the steering wheel, but he didn’t even look in our direction. His attention was on the road ahead of him.

“No, I ain’t. Most people don’t even bother to look inside others car while driving. At least, not on the highway.”

“You’re probably right,” Nele said when she gave it another thought.

“We’re almost there,” Nicole said, probably to warn Nele. I knew we were going to Nicole’s home, but we were still far away from it. It made me wonder where we were going right now.

Nele looked at my feet and said, “You better kick off those sneakers too.”

A few seconds later, my sneakers were lying on the car’s floor. I noticed that Nicole had her indicator on to the right, so she was going to drive off of the highway. When I looked ahead, I saw a resting place ahead of us, which was just next to the road. The place also had a gas station attached to it.

While Nicole slowed down the car, I noticed we were driving towards the gas station. Nele said, “You have probably guessed it already?”

“Hmm, probably?!” I responded, teasingly. I wasn’t entirely sure, but I thought that whatever they had in store for me, I would always end up outside the car while being completely naked.

I didn’t need to wait long, because Nele said with smile, “Nicole’s car is almost out of gas. So, I thought it would be nice if you would fill up the car for her.”

“Sure, no problem,” I told Nele, but I noticed it excited me to do this for her because I was sure that people would see me.

When Nicole stopped at the gas station near a pump, Nele said, “Now, make sure you don’t try to hide yourself.”

Now it was my turn to smile at her while I said, “I wouldn’t even think about it!”

Nicole shut down the engine and said, “Just pump it with 93 petrol.”

“Okay,” I said. Looked out of the window and noticed a few other cars parked at other pumps at the gas station. This is going to be fun, I thought.

So, I opened the car door and got out of the car. While it was nice and warm outside, I was somewhat surprised by how cold the ground felt. When a warm breeze went all over my naked body, I really enjoyed the feeling.

After getting the nozzle of the pump, I turned around and looked at the car. I noticed that the little door at the car’s tank stood ajar. So, I opened it and unscrewed the tank’s knob. After I had put the handle in it and started to pump the gasoline into the car, I looked around me.

I noticed that the man in the lane next to us stood with his back towards me and hadn’t seen me yet. The woman using the pump on the other side of our car was facing me, and in the way she looked at me, I knew she had already noticed that I wasn’t wearing any clothes. I smiled at her and nodded my head at her. She smiled back and did the same.

I looked back at the man and wondered what he would do when he was done and would turn around. He had started pumping before me, so I was sure he would be done first.

A truck’s horn went off, and when I looked in the direction the noise had come from, I noticed a large truck about 10 yards away from me with a man inside the cabin. He flashed his lights at me when he saw me looking in his direction. With my free hand, I waved at him.

“Holly shit!” I heard a man say. It was the guy who was filling his car next to us in the other lane.

“Hmm, hi,” I said when I noticed him staring at me.

It brought him back to Earth, and with a smile, he said, “You sure know how to grab someone’s attention.”

“Thanks,” I said. “I hope you don’t mind.”

“Mind?! I would be crazy to mind something like this. I hope you don’t mind me saying this, but you look damn fine!”

“Thanks again,” I responded.

“So ... umm ... any special reason why you are doing this?” he asked while he placed the gas pump’s nozzle back in its place.

“Just because we are having a nice day,” I told him.

“Sweet! I wished more girls would be like you.”

I just smiled at him, almost tempted to say ‘thank you’ for another time. It’s nice to see that people can appreciate a thing like this.

My gas pump handle clicked, informing me that I was done. I pulled out the nozzle, placed the knob back, and closed the little door.

When I turned to the pump to return the handle, I noticed that the man’s eyes went down my body, lingered at my pussy for a moment, and then back up.

“You don’t see that often anymore,” he told me.

“See what?”

“A woman that shaves herself down there,” he said while he looked back at my pussy.

“I know!” I said, sounding surprised, “I just love it like this! It feels so much better.” And while I said that last part, I rubbed my hand just above my slit over my mound.

“It also looks much better,” the man said with a huge smile.

“Thanks,” I responded, cursing myself for saying ‘thank you’ again.

“Hey, sweet-cheeks,” I heard Nele say, “Go pay for the petrol and get us a bag of chips, will ya.”

I saw Nele sitting in the car with the window of the back door open. Her arm was sticking out of the window, holding a bank card. I approached her, took the card, and said, “Any particular flavor?”

“Grab a bag of Bacon ... and maybe also barbecue.”

When I started walking toward the building where I needed to pay, which had a little store attached to it, Nele shouted, “And also buy three soda cans!”

“Okay,” I shouted back at her.

With the shouting we were doing, most people outside the gas station had noticed me by now. There were even some teenagers sitting in the back of one car who were almost glued to the car’s back window to have a better look at me. The woman with them, probably their mother, didn’t have a problem with the fact that I was showing all my naughty bits to her sons.

“Hope you don’t mind me walking with you,” the man tanking his car beside us said when he started walking with me towards the shop.

“Of course not,” I told him.

“Aren’t you feeling a little embarrassed that so many people are looking at you?” he wanted to know.

“Not really,” I told him. “It’s not that I have anything other women don’t have.”

“Except for a magnificent body,” he said with a chuckle.

I smiled at him and said, “Thanks for the compliment. It seems I can’t stop thanking you.”

It made him chuckle again.

“So, who was that in the back of the car?” he asked me.

“That’s my friend,” I told him. “Well, to be really honest. She is the one who made me get out of the car naked.”

“Well, I should thank her when we return to the car.”

“Yeah, probably!” I agreed.

The doors of the gas station’s building slid open when we reached it, and when we walked in, I noticed it was rather cold inside. The AC must be on full power to lower the temperature like this. It had an instant effect on me because my nipples suddenly were out in full glory.

I noticed a boy and a girl behind the gas station’s counter; they looked like they had to be around eighteen years old. Two other boys, probably their friends, were also standing at the opposite side of the counter. All four of them were staring at me.

While I walked in the direction of the store shelves, the man with me went to the counter to pay for the gasoline he had tanked.

Because I had never been here before, I needed to walk up and down two aisle between the shelves before I found the chips in the third aisle. Both flavors were present, so I grabbed a bag of each. Then I needed to walk to the back of the store, to the refrigerators, for some soda cans. The moment I opened the door, I felt the cold air rushing against my body. It caused some goosebumps on my arms and my breasts. I noticed that my nipples got even stiffer from the cold air touching them.

I got cola, lemon-lime, and ginger ale because Nele hadn’t told me which soda flavor she wanted. I grabbed two cans of each. Of course, I had to carry the six cans by holding them between my arms and body because my hands weren’t big enough to carry them all. Those cold cans felt uncomfortable against my skin, but I had no other choice.

When I turned around and walked towards the counter, I noticed the man I had walked with was gone. Instead, the other two women I briefly connected with were now standing at the counter. One was being helped by the boy behind the counter while the other was waiting her turn.

I walked up to them and couldn’t help but notice how those other two boys couldn’t keep their eyes off of my body, scanning every visible inch of me. I saw that the girl behind the counter couldn’t help but smile when she noticed those boys ogling my naked body.

When I positioned myself behind the woman waiting for her turn, I looked at both boys staring at me and smiled at them. In return, they smiled back and I noticed they checked out my body from head to toe.

My attention shifted when I heard a woman say, “Girl! You’re on fire!”

I looked at her and noticed it was the woman who had been helped by the boy behind the counter; the other woman hadn’t gone to the counter yet but was now also looking at me.

“Thank you,” I responded to her compliment.

She came closer to me and said, “If you have some time. Could you come to my car when you are done here?”

“Sure,” I answered without even thinking.

“I’ll park a little to the side,” she told me before walking past me towards the exit.

The other woman was still looking at me when the boy behind the counter said, “Miss, can I help you?”

Startled, she turned around and said, “Yes, yes. Sorry.” She hurried to the counter and laid some articles in front of her on the counter so the boy could count them up so she could pay.

While I was waiting, a group of girls, four in total, walked into the store. The reason I looked at them was because I could hear one of them say, “Holly shit! Look there!” to her friends. Before I even looked in their direction, I knew she had to be talking about me. And I was right; all four were standing at the door, staring in my direction.

Suddenly, I felt a hand on my back, slowly sliding over it when the other woman walked past me. She said, “My boys were thrilled when you walked past my car. And I can’t deny it, you’re really pretty. And your skin, it feels,” she moved her hand over the side of my body, “So soft. Perfect! Just perfect!” she said that last part to herself. “Thanks for sharing yourself with us!”

“You’re welcome,” I said, feeling warmth growing inside my body.

She let go of my body and said, “Hope you come here more often!”

“I’ll try, but I normally don’t come here.”

“Pitty,” she said, pouting at me wickedly and giggling while she walked away.

It was my turn to be helped at the counter, so I walked up to it and laid everything on it. I was happy that those cold soda cans weren’t being pressed against my body any longer.

“Want a bag?” the boy asked my breasts.

“Yes, please,” I answered instead, which made him look at my face.

“Hmm, miss?” the girl behind the counter said.

I looked at her and responded, “Yes.”

“Why are you running around naked? If you don’t mind me asking?”

“No, of course not. My friends dared me to do it,” I somewhat twisted the truth.

“Really,” she said, slightly smiling. “And what is your price for doing this?”

“Nothing,” I answered. “They dared me, and I just did it.”

This made the girl chuckle. “Damn, you’re easy.”

I shrugged and said, “I just love to do dares. That’s all.”