Chapter 44

I saw Nele stepping out of Nicole’s car when I approached it. She was holding a towel in her hands.

She threw the towel at me when I got close enough and said, “Before getting into the car, wipe yourself clean, you dirty girl!”

I managed to catch the towel and then looked down at myself. From the waist up, I was okay, but from the waist down, I could see I wasn’t presentable anymore. Well, it depends on how you look at it. My pussy looked red and puffy, while the inside of my legs was glistening from my juices. Others could maybe think it was water, but I knew what had happened to me, so I knew what kind of liquid was sticking to my legs.

I used the towel to clean my legs by bending at the waist. I knew that if anyone was behind me, they would have a perfect view of my asshole and pussy, but I didn’t care. In fact, I secretly hoped that someone was looking at me.

I wiped my legs clean, starting at my left foot and going up to my groin, and then repeated the process with my other leg. In the end, I started wiping my pussy clean but quickly switched to dabbing it. The moment I had begun rubbing it, I had felt that my pussy was still too sensitive, even to the point that it hurt when I rubbed it too hard.

When I looked presentable again, except for my fiery red pussy, it was time to leave this unexpected fun place. Never thought a girl could have so much fun at a gas station.

When I got into the car, Nele put my towel in a bag lying next to her.

“Ready to go home?” Nicole asked.

“No,” I answered, suppressing a giggle.

“Uh?” Nicole let out in surprise. “Where do you want to go then?”

I giggled and said, “To your home, please.”

Nicole sighed, giggled, and said, “That’s what I meant by going home.”

“Then it’s okay,” I said, and when I noticed her looking at me through the rearview mirror, I stuck out my tongue at her.

She just shook her head while smiling and then started the car’s engine to drive away.

“Anita!” Nele said to get my attention. When I looked at her, she asked, “What happened there with those truckers?”

While those guys hadn’t told me anything about not talking about what had happened between us, I still felt like it was something private between us, so I answered by saying, “We had a little conversation, that’s all.”

“It looked more intense than that,” Nele said. “I had almost jumped out of the car to rescue you. I thought that one guy was about to attack or do something to you. I surely would have come running towards you if Nicole hadn’t told me to wait momentarily. So, don’t tell us that it was just a little conversation. There was much more going on than that.”

“Let’s just say one of them had a bad day, but I managed to calm him down.”

“Well, duh! I was stunned when I saw you hug that guy. And if I’m not mistaken, you were even comforting him.”

“You’re not mistaken. But it was something between us; I won’t spill the beans on him. While I unintentionally was part of something of his private life, I will respect his privacy and keep it to myself. I hope you understand.”

“Of course!” Nele said. “I’m even glad you think this way. I would never share things with others if I knew they wouldn’t like it.”

“Thanks.”

“So, then, on to something else,” Nele said while smiling. “What did that woman want from you? Or is it also something you can’t share?”

“Oh, no. I can share that,” I answered, teasingly adding, “She wants me to be a birthday gift for her husband.”

“A birthday gift? Do you mean ... she wants you to have sex with him.”

I chuckled because this was what I thought she would think when I said it like that. But eventually, I shook my head and said, “No, she wants me to pose for him on his birthday. It seems he likes photography and takes pictures of his wife. But she is sure he would love to do a shoot with another woman but is too shy to ask anyone. So, she wants to give me as a birthday gift by being a model for him.”

“Oh! I see. And are you going to do it?”

“Of course!” I answered. “I think it could be fun. And we decided that I could use the photos on my website. So yeah, I’m going to do it.”

“When are you going to do it?”

“Somewhere next month,” I answered. “Next Monday, I will have an online meeting with her to set it all up.”

“So, not next week, then?” Nele said.

“No.”

“Good. Then we can have more fun next week,” Nele said while smiling at me.

“Who says you can join us?” I asked teasingly.

“Are you saying I can’t be part of the activities next week?” Nele asked, sounding slightly upset.

I smiled at her and said, “Sure, you can be part of it.”

“Cool.”

We smiled at each other momentarily, and then she asked, “So ... umm ... those things that happened to you at the gas station. Does that happen a lot?”

I tilted my head slightly because I wasn’t sure what she was referring to.

“I mean, people coming up to you and even touching you. I still can’t believe what I saw when I came to see what took you so long. That girl openly finger fucking you at the counter, with those other two boys fondling you. At first, I was shocked, but when I noticed how much you were enjoying it. Well, I couldn’t help but watch. And then, you squirted when you orgasmed. It was amazing to see. I wished I would have been able to tape it. I think that would have been one extraordinary video to share on your website.”

“Shit! I hadn’t even thought about that. But yeah! That could have been a nice video to share with my subscribers ... when I get them, of course.”

“Oh! If you keep doing things like that! I’m sure your site is going to be very popular!”

I smiled at Nele and wondered if she was right. I sure would like my site to take off. I could make it a full-time job for a few years if I had enough members.

Nele brought me back when she asked, “So, those four girls, what did they want?”

“Oh, they just wanted to feel my skin. That other girl in the shop had said something about it to her friends, and they had heard it. They wanted to know if it was true.”

“I bet they loved how your skin felt,” Nele said with a smile. “I’m glad my older sister discovered this. You probably have noticed it or not, but I have also used it. I just love how good it makes my skin feel.”

“Yeah, me too.”

I noticed that Nele was rubbing her arm.

“So, want your dress back?” Nele suddenly asked me.

I thought about it and answered, “Nah, I don’t need it. I’m starting to like being naked all the time.”

“Good,” Nele said, sticking the tip of her tongue between her lips. “I like looking at your body.”

I just smiled when I noticed her scanning my whole body with her eyes, and a thought popped up. “Why don’t you get naked with me?” I asked her.

“No fucking way!” she responded, then started to smile and added, “Maybe later, in a more private setting. But I’m not going to sit naked in a car while driving on a highway.”

“Why not?” I asked. “It’s not that anyone is noticing it.”

Nele looked outside at the cars we pass

ed. “I wonder how many cars I have passed in my life with someone sitting in it naked. I never realized, until now, that we really don’t pay any attention to the people inside.”

“It’s probably because you have to pay too much attention to the cars in front of you. But, inside a city, I’m sure you sometimes look inside another car. Just to acknowledge that they are paying attention to you or not.”

“You’re probably right,” Nele responded; she shook her head and asked, “So, want some chips and a soda?”

“Sure,” I told her.

She opened the bag with bacon-flavored chips and gave me a Coke. We snuggled up to each other, and while eating the chips and drinking our sodas, we kept looking at the cars going by to see if anyone would look into our car and maybe notice that I was sitting naked in the back.

The remainder of our drive to Nicole’s home was relatively uneventful. Nele and I took the time to get to know each other better and share some stories. She also talked to me about the more kinky stuff she sometimes did with her friends, and it intrigued me a little. While I wasn’t sure if any of the BDSM stuff she did would interest me, it did make me wonder how it would feel to be in the hands of someone else and without any control over what could happen. Nele told me that if I would like, we could maybe do something next week together. I told her I would like that.