By Taxi

Since the note was very clear about the time, I decided to take the safe route by taxi. I called the number and only a few minutes later a buzz of my phone indicated that the driver had arrived to pick me up. I checked my money, -roughly 25 pounds- then grabbed my purse, locked the door and got down to the waiting taxi driver, who was standing next to his car smoking. A middle aged short man who introduced himself as Ranjid, quickly finished his cigarette while trying to get a good view of my cleavage and asked me for the direction.

"13, Leicester Street, please." - "That will be 35 pounds Ma'am." Uh, oh...I didn't expect the trip to be that expensive..."Uhm...Sir...can't you make an exception and get me there for 25?" I purred, leaning forward to expose more of my ample cleavage.

I could feel him undressing me in his thoughts. "Nah lady...Ranjid don't do exceptions or refunds. I have a family to feed at home!" The time kept ticking as I thought about my options. 0:25AM...0:30AM. Finally, Ranjid started talking again: „Of course you could give Ranjid your bra. Good bra might be worth 10 missing pounds." That perv...Blackmailing me, but do I have a choice? "Don't be late..." The instructions were very clear about the time, but they also were explicit about the outfit.... Still...I wouldn't get any answers if I never showed up, or? Reluctantly I undid the clasp of my bra, fighting not to reveal anything more than absolutely necessary to the lusty driver. After a few minutes I pulled it out from under my top and tossed it to the front. Ranjid took a good sniff of the cups before starting the car. "Mmmh...smell like peaches! Very good!"

He slowly turned on the engine and adjusted the inside mirror...not to improve his view of the traffic, but of my now braless cleavage. Then he pulled the handle for the winker. Instead of finally driving out of the parking lot, the pervert grabbed my bra again and started licking the cups. "Mmmhhh...lady even taste like peaches... although from size you should taste like melon!" I actually did use a body lotion after showering that had a strong peach perfume, but I didn't expect my skin to taste like it. A view at the clock showed 0:35 AM. If that guy wouldn't drive soon and fast I'd be too late. Angrily I yelled:" You got what you wanted, can we please for the sake of god drive now?"

"Ahh lady I'm from India. We don't have your god. Besides, you only paid enough for slow drive. Fuel is very expensive nowadays. Bra not worth that much." I could see where this was leading too, but what other chance did I have? Annoyed I answered: "What else do you want?"

"I guess for faster trip, you 'll have pay better. Panties should be enough, okay? Slut like you wear panties?" My face turned crimson as I blushed. "You cannot be serious! I am no slut!" The man grinned into the mirror, then slowed the car down even further until I had the feeling I could walk faster than we were driving. "Your choice Lady Slut...but then no arrival in time." I checked the time on my phone again. 0:40 AM... I would never make it in time now, not if I had to find another taxi. "Okay, okay...I'll do it. Drive us to a secluded spot and don't you dare watching me undress!"

He did as I ordered and drove us into a dark back alley. I quickly jumped out and found a spot covered by some trash cans. I pulled down my hot pants as fast as I could, quickly followed by my panties. Due to the cold winter air encircling my body, my nipples were clearly visible under my top as I pulled the hot pants up again. I had to struggle a bit and when I finally had them on again they were so tight, that every two or three steps the denim fabric rubbed at my swollen pussy lips, requiring all my attention and discipline to not let a moan escape once in a while.

As I returned and handed Ranjid his price, he triumphantly held them in the air in front of him, before crimpling them in his right hand and inhaling a deep sniff of the place where the fabric has covered my vagina only seconds before. "Ahhh, even pussy smell like peaches. Also taste?" Puzzled I watched him now lick the panties. A minute and another brief look at my phone later I insisted on continuing our drive. "Okay okay Lady Slut, drive to Leicester street now."

I felt ashamed, since I usually wouldn't even dream about going outside braless and now I was full Akimbo...I really hoped that whoever was expecting me wouldn't notice that I had lost this exquisite underwear....

My thoughts were interrupted as the taxi driver went a lot faster now, but tried to hit every pothole he could find. The old taxi didn't seem to have any shocker at all, so every time we hit a deeper hole, my braless bust bounced hard, causing my tits to stretch the tank top.

Eventually he parked the car at Leicester Street and I gave him the 25 pounds he requested before he left with a huge grin in his face as he sniffed my panties again. With my heart beating vigorously I walked towards Number 13, taking another look at the time on my mobile: 0:58 AM.