Lunch, Well...Brunch

Putting her fork down, Emma sighed "Well Rachel, that was pretty great"

"I'm sensing a 'but' here and it's not my own" I joked, giving my friend a smile and a quick once-over as I carried the plates to the sink.

"I mean I was honestly still feeling a little hungry..." She started, then left the ending hang in the air. Catching the implication I brought my hand to my mouth and thought hard about what that meant in a practical sense.

"You want me bottomless in like, McDonalds or something? That seems...people tend to go there for breakfast" I point out, shifting my weight from foot to foot.

Emma just scoffed "No no, not in McDonalds. In the drive-thru, I do own a car"

"You own a car? I don't believe you, nineteen and you've got a car?"

"C'mon I'll even show you" She walked off, heading through a door behind the stairs. I followed, nervous about just what I was getting myself into.

Thankfully the doorway led straight to the connected garage of the house, it was tidy, in the same way that a well used garage usually is, with some tools being kept where convenient. In the middle sat a grey Toyota Yaris, not the most exciting car to be certain, but a car all the same.

"Nice car" I say, trying to be genuine.

"Shut up, it's cheap and drives places" Emma replied with a laugh "Now, I'll get myself dressed, you wait downstairs and I'll tell you what we're going to do"

With me left alone, I simply sat back in the kitchen, waiting for my friend to come back. I was a little surprised at how impatient I was getting, wondering how long she was going to take as I sat there nude...unless it wasn't that I wanted to go, but I was instead wanting Emma to be back down sooner.

Hearing her bedroom door open I filed that thought away and smiled. She'd worn a casual shirt with a slightly generic sci-fi design and jeans, in her hand was another hoodie, but she wasn't passing it my way.

Tilting my head in confusion, she just smiled "This isn't for you to put on, this is for emergencies"

"What do you mean?" I ask as she headed into the garage, following her in she already had the car unlocked and the passenger door open. Tossing the hoodie onto the backseat she gestured for me to go inside, to which I complied without question. Feeling the faux leather on my back and legs was strange, I'd been in cars like this, never in less than pants and longsleeves though, so the sensation just solidified the fact that I'd be going out on a drive...and I wasn't getting dressed for it.

On public roads.

In the morning.

Shit.

I adjusted the seat as low as it could go, but it wasn't exactly a high car, in less than ideal circumstances people could just look straight in. People were going to see me, there was no way around that, we could drive away at least though.

Emma opened the garage door, then got into the driver's seat. She gave ne a quick once over then smiled "Doing okay?"

Okay? Was I-? Biting my lip I fight the urge to say something snide in response "Mhm...okay" To be fair, even though nerves were running the show on account of me really having no agency here, there was an excitement welling up in me.

"Good, good. Now I had a thought, your uh..." Emma cleared her throat almost seeming a little embarrassed "In case things get too intense, your safeword is Nokama"

"Nokama?" I asked in confusion, both at the use of a safeword at all and the nature of it "I uh...why?"

"If things get a bit much, you just say Nokama and I'll get you to safety" My friend replied, her tone a little unsteady, like she hadn't quite rehearsed it in her head. The fact that she'd thought of that though made me feel a little more confident, she'd given me an out, of a sort.

I just nodded back and flashed a nervous little smile her way, that seemed enough to get her to ease into her seat and pull out of the garage. A few feet down the driveway though, after she'd exited the garage, she stopped the car and looked at me again.

I tilted my head in confusion, we were just...on the driveway now, waiting for something.

"The garage door?~" Emma asked with that sly smirk of hers.

"...oh you bitch" I narrowed my eyes at her, but the idea was far more arousing than I wanted to let on. Not wanting to let her think I was stalling, I undid my seatbelt and got out of the car.

It was early in the morning still, I couldn't see anyone out. But I was still now standing in the driveway, hunched over a little to use the car as cover, fully nude.

I hadn't even put my shoes on, so I was treated to the full experience of smooth concrete under my bare soles. Flexing my toes I let out a gasp at the sensation, given my adventures both had me in shoes, this felt extremely exposing.

Shaking that train of thought from my head, I focused and headed towards the garage door. The cool morning air was bringing me out in goosebumps, each step was the quiet slap of bare skin. There was nothing to distract me from my nudity here.

Closing the door and locking it, I scampered back, getting into the car as quickly as I could.

"Holy fuck" I hissed as I pulled my seatbelt back on, then slid down in my seat, desperately trying to take cover.

"You good?" Asked my friend as she finally pulled out of the driveway and onto the road. Seeing so many houses go by was insane, any one of them might catch a glimpse of me, maybe not a clear look, but I was barely covered here.

I just nodded back to Emma, trying to keep my cool, but I could feel myself getting pretty flushed. The nerves started to settle though, at least in regards to the houses, every now and then I'd see someone walking on the pavement, a car would pass us by. Each time I'd try and ease myself down a little bit.

"So, McDonalds is coming up..." Emma spoke up, making sure she had my attention "...do you want the hoodie?"

I looked over at the back seat, cupping my breasts. We'd be going through a drive-thru...I'd be seen, there'd be no escaping that. Biting my lip, I considered my option...