His Treat

I shoot a smile back his way, quickly looking around and it seems everywhere I look I find people staring back my way. I giggle a bit at my own embarrassment and Shooting him the best smile I could manage, shyly reply, "Oh, sure. But you're buying."

He looks me over quickly, aparently aware of why I'm a bit hesitant and enjoying every moment of it. He shoots me back a lopsided smile, puts his arm out for me, and with a suave air replies, "I can manage that, Honey." I manage to keep my smile, even though I know my nudity will be exposed to even more people, and put my arm through his, giggling softly before amusingly retorting, "Good, because ... Well, I am hungry." As we started walking down the hall side by side, I found myself twirling my hair with my free hand. I had to **** myself to stop and bring my free hand back down. I caught him staring at my exposed body then, but before I could even speak, I find myself standing face-to-face with Tiffany.

Her skirt no longer quite covers her mound anymore, and the v seems to go all the way down. She smiled my way, looking us over before moving to walk past us, slyly commenting, "Going on a lunch date, hmm? Well, have fun." As she got near, she walked within inches of me. As she walked past us, her hand moved out, rubbing my hip, before slapping my ass, and passing us by through the hall we had just arrived by. We watch her leave briefly, before turning and heading into the waiting room.

It practically feels like they all knew what I'd become, as it seemed like a gauntlet now. As I look, all I can see is how many people seem to be waiting for me to pass by. My new companion, who I don't even know his name, does not seem to notice one bit. Our arms intertwined, he simply walks into the room, and I'm naturally made to parade my nudity beside him. I hear my shoes upon the ground loudly, and I find myself noting, 'Well if they didn't notice me before, they will now.' I quickly note that many, if not everyone's, eyes are watching me closly, the stares watching my mote intimate places which are so openly exposed before them.

It's not long before I have to pass by the first of them. I hear her giggling softly as I approached, and I felt her hands casually brushing upon my side, the softness of her skin against mine made my exposure all the more real to me. I pause only momentarily, but even that was enough for her to whisper something into my ear, surprising me. Walking slowly by, even as we pass her by, I'm soon nearby another person. His gaze was intense, and it was not long before I felt his hand upon my belly button. He rubs his hand across my waist as I walk, his right hand quickly finding the small of my back. I flashed a surprised smile back his way, and moments after his right hand travelled downward, soon finding my ass. He cups my bare ass swiftly in his hand, giving it a tight squeeze before slapping his palm upon it.

Once I got past him, there were more. A pair of young women, one with a camera, whille the other with blonde hair grabs my nipples as she posed with me. A group of teens, a group of college frat boys, and so on. There was a lot, and it seems to take far too long for me to get out the front door. Once I did, my arm intertwined with his, I quickly found out that my trials had only begun; the lot was full, with even more people out there than had been inside the waiting room. If such a thing is possible. I did my best to remain calm, even as the sunlight made my nudity all the more apparent. My high heels helped with that too, as they loudly announced my presence with each step.

As if that was not enough, there was a cool spring breeze blowing through once again, which naturally made my bosom become even harder than it had been before, and my nipples stand out sharply. I looked at him, and he simply smiled before making out way slowly down the stairs. I find myself wondering where he's planning on taking us, even as my stomach reminds me I really, really don't want to ditch him right now.

Much to my surprise, he's not leading me to a car, or in fact any vehicle at all. Instead, I'm led past the lot, and to the street beyond. I find my nudity becoming ever more publically visible, even as he held on tightly to my arm locked tightly in his grasp. I manage to keep my concerns hidden, for the most part, even as he leads me further and further into the unknown. I can all but feel people watching me with every step, my naked body openly visible as we walk down the street.