Sticking With It

Naked, and in a completely unknown part of town, I quickly decided not to try to go it on my own... the last time I had, I wound up only making it worse. At least, so I reasoned to myself as I was pushed to sit in the front seat. With my nakedness exposed to the world, I submitted to them freely, hoping I was right and it would lead to a better outcome. She giggled as she opened the door and pushed me in, and I almost lost my balance as I was shoved inside, all the while I noted people nearby staring. "That's right whore, do what you're told."

I gasped as I landed in the seat, feeling the driver's arm rubbing up my leg, gasping at my side as I buckled up. Almost by instinct, I let out a moan, looking at him surprised before turning my gaze forward. He drove along a bit, though it was not long before we got to a more populated, less dilated area, which left me to hope I had made the right call. I watched from the front seat, noting people double-take when they saw me, naked before them.

That was until stopped at a light and all of that changed. A man walks up, greeting the driver, and I do my best to remain casual, keeping my eyes forward, despite the fact I was naked before them. My mind snaked to attention, however, when the newcomer asked, "Hey, who's the naked chick?", to which the driver chuckled, "Why, she's my new wife. She insists on going everywhere naked. I could say something, but why be bothered if your new wife insists on showing the world how quick you are, right?" As he spoke, he rubbed a hand on my cheek, and I found myself surprised, smiling for some reason as he carried on, weaving a whole yawn about how I liked being naked and living with him now. As he finished his hand moved down, pinching my nipple, giving it a twist.

I found myself doing my best to remain nonchalant, vaguely aware of how much he was exploiting the whole situation to make me out as his new slut-wife, and all the while knowing it was still better to remain than bolting out of the car and into the street naked. His front put a hand in through the window, cupping my right breast softly as he stated, Is that so? Well, you're a lucky man then." They both caught, cupping my breasts before his buddy gave me a squeeze, eliciting a moan from me, before leaving.

It did not take long for us to get back to his place, I sat in the car as he got out, my mind still wondering if I made the right choice when I noted a bulge in his pants, my mind quickly noting what that likely meant...