A drive sounds fine

She turns to him with a smile, nodding agreement, then adding in a soft voice, "a drive sounds fine." She can see his lips curl upwards into a smile as he returns his gaze to the road ahead, pulling the car out of the car park into a line of traffic, soon slowing down as they approach a junction.

Felicity looks around as cars pass in the opposite direction, wondering if they were looking back at her, convincing herself that they somehow know she's sitting there in just her thong, her bum cheeks practically naked on the cool leather of his car seat. The bra top she's wearing is just making it worse because when she looks down at herself she is almost naked from just beneath her breasts all the way down to her shoes, the tiny thong hardly visible. Just the thought alone that she could be seen like this makes her blush again, and she's thankful that the car seat is low enough that she can ease lower into it and almost hide from passing glances.

He continues driving, the traffic thinning out as they move further out of town, heading into the countryside. As he eases to a stop at the next junction, a large lorry pulls alongside them, the driver sitting higher up, and she knows if he looks down from his vantage point he's bound to see her semi-naked body. The thought both scares and thrills her at the same time, and she's almost disappointed when they drive away from the junction without the other driver even knowing how close he was to quite an interesting sight.

"Take your top off now Flis." His words take a moment to register with her, as until that moment they had been exchanging small talk about the scenery, the lunch, nothing that prepared her for his new command.

"But... but..." she stammers, looking at him with a new shock. He doesn't respond, instead focusing on the road ahead, a road that she is now thankful is much quieter than those in the town, although still enough cars that she's convinced she would not go unnoticed if she did as requested.