Test if she's serious by sending her outside.

You sit back and idly stroke yourself as your naked girlfriend sits there thinking with a blank look on her face.

Amused that she's still playing along, you tell her, "You know, maybe we can adjust the rules to where it's just when you're here with me."

Carrie shakes her head, "That's not what you said."

"What I said is ridiculous. You can't possibly keep that promise. Even if you could, nobody would actually agree to it."

This seems to annoy her.

"When I say that I will do anything for you, I mean it. Have I ever said no to anything? I'm not starting now."

"No... you're incredible but..."

"It's honestly pretty exciting. Never wearing clothes again... I'm just not sure how I'll adapt to a few things."

"Like your job. They gonna let you teach yoga class in the nude?"

"Probably not..."

"See. I'm not trying to mess with your life. Just be naked whenever you're here and that's enough. What more could a guy ask for?"

"Well, quite a bit actually. I know you don't believe me but I do mean it. Absolutely anything."

You roll your eyes, "You keep saying that but if I asked you to jump off of a bridge, you're not going to do that."

"I mean... if that's what you really want. Do you fantasize about me hurting myself or maybe... you hurting me?"

You can't help but laugh. This fucking girl...

"Okay so why on earth would you possibly agree to something as terrible as that?"

She shrugs like it's a normal thing and says, "Because my fetish is pleasing you and fulfilling all of your desires."

Alright, time to end this game.

"If you're completely serious about never wearing clothes again, do me a favor and look for my phone in the car. I think I left it in there. Oh, and check the mail while you're at it."

Carrie gets up and heads for the front door, grabbing your keys. You follow behind, erection bobbing in front of you. You kind of expected her to back down but she seems to be doing it without much hesitation. She opens the front door and pokes her head out, checking around for any activity. It's dark outside but not that late. She could easily be seen. After a car passes by, she slips out and closes the door behind her. Fascinated, you move to a window and watch your completely naked girlfriend stroll down the driveway to the mailbox. Your eyes bug out of your head as another car approaches, it's headlights illuminate Carrie's phenomenal body as she gathers the mail in her arms. She smiles and waves as they pass by. They definitely slow down for a moment. Holy shit.

Next, she walks up the driveway and unlocks your car. You watch as she goes door to door, looking under every seat and in every crevasse. 5 minutes go by and she's still looking. 10 minutes... 15 minutes...

Finally, she makes for the front door, her face scrunched up in frustration. You let her in and watch as she tosses the mail on a table.

She turns to you and says, "I searched every inch of that thing and there's definitely no phone in there. Just three dollars in change and an earring."

You hold up your phone, which you've had the whole time, and show it to her.

She laughs, "You know that you could have just had me run around in the street or something like that, right?"

"Maybe next time. So, okay, you're at least somewhat serious. Did anyone else see you or was it just that one car?"

"Well you couldn't see from your hiding spot behind the window but Ms. Ray next door definitely saw me bent over scouring every inch of your car. I saw her looking out of her window with a look of horror on her face. I was going to wave at her too but she was gone."

"Did you see who was in the car?"

"No. The headlights were too bright."

She looks down at your still fully aroused cock and says with a grin on her face, "Well, I'm glad you enjoyed the show. How about we go back to bed and I take care of that? Or did you want to do something else?"