Yes, she does

In an instant, David whisked the hoodie off her body and tugged it over his own. "Fuck, it's cold," he said, an Candace immediately crouched down and grabbed the bathrobe tie. Her mind was whirring, and she was overcome with stimuli - it was cold out, and she was severely underdressed.

Goosebumps rippled over her skin. Her nipples were hard, and she felt the wind on every millimeter. Her discomfort just served to remind her how painfully exposed she was. But somehow, she still felt warm, and Candace knew it was because her body was generating its own heat.

Holding the bathrobe tie in both hands, and with one knee touching the ground, Candace could feel how warm she was between her legs. In this position she was totally exposed, outside, her most intimate parts facing the apartment. If anyone looked out their window, they would see all of her - god, she needed to cum so bad, she needed to have an orgasm to clear her head, but she couldn't, this couldn't be turning her on-

Behind her, she heard the door slam and the car speed away. With cold fingers, she tied her bathrobe tie back around her body, adjusting it so it covered her swelling pussy lips. She wrapped her arms around herself and looked over at David, who was already walking up the walkway, suitcase in hand, paying her almost no mind.

Candace's mind seemed to take a snapshot in that moment, and again she wondered how she had arrived here. Functionally naked, stranded somewhere unfamiliar, barefoot, nothing to her name but a strip of cloth. She almost couldn't conceive of it, but she'd found herself in this situation, and the thought of that filled her with shame.

As she walked, the bathrobe tie slid between her lips, rubbing against her over and over. Normally with a wedgie she'd just adjust her underwear, but these circumstances weren't exactly normal. The stimulation was becoming a bit much. She grimaced, wondering if she'd be able to cum quietly in this state. She also wondered if David would notice, and how he'd react. He seemed indifferent to her arousal thus far, apart from detachedly keeping her horny, but what if that changed?

"You're gonna love my friend," David said, and just like that, white hot fear shot through her. "I texted and told him I had another guest for the party, and he said you were welcome to join."

Covering her breasts, she walked quickly to catch up with him. "S-shouldn't I have more clothes on?"

David did a sort of shrug, like she was being a bother. "Isn't it legal to be topless now?"

In her hurry to catch up, she felt her meager covering dig even further into her lips. Candace inhaled sharply, the slightest touch threatening to push her over the edge. Still holding her tits, she looked down.

God, it was awful! Her 'underwear' had pulled themselves tight through her lips, slipping between them, Her pussy was completely exposed, and in some ways it was worse than being completely naked. The strip of cloth emphasized her exposure, and rubbed uncomfortably against her swelling flesh. Her stubbly mound, of course, was still on display, completing the obscene picture.

"Here we are," David said, and Candace became aware that they had stopped in front of a door. He knocked. "Don't look so shy." With that, he tapped her between her freezing shoulder blades, and she knew he wanted her to drop her arms and expose herself to whoever answered the door.

She took a deep, stabilizing breath, still looking down at her bare body. She considered her options carefully.