She does! As for her bra…

As Naomi walked, she felt the breeze brush between her legs, and over her body, an amazing feeling, remembering for a moment her walk home yesterday, so many people seeing her fully naked…

“No!” She said to herself, realizing she was starting to play with herself there in the street, lost in fantasy again.

Shaking her head, she continues along, somewhat dodging the occasional dog walker, struggling not to cover her now dripping lower lips, for fear she will start to rub them again.

A block later.. after several cars drove by honking at her, one person yelling “Nice Ass!” And a particularly strong breeze, Naomi couldn’t take it any longer and slid down again a wall, not caring she was in direct view of the road, she began to finger herself rapidly, trying to make it quick.

Just as she was about to cum she heard. “Naomi” pausing her right on the edge, she nervously looked up at the voice and found… Lindsay, her friend turned “bully” who set this in motion the day before, and who now has a mixed look on her face, one that’s a bit apologetic, a bit worried, and a bit aroused.

“Naomi… wow… um… I know you enjoyed yesterday, but isn’t this a bit much? Masturbating for a public street to watch? Where are your clothes girl?!” She asks while glancing around at a few nearby people, watching the “show”

Thinking quick, Lindsay grabs Naomi’s juice soaked hand away from her crotch, pulling her to her feet and into a nearby alleyway, away from the crowds.

“Oh Lindsay…” Naomi starts to say, half moaning, half crying. "After you let me go yesterday… I ran into the principal.. and these new rules.. he made me strip… and because of my lack of underwear, I had to walk home fully nude! I’m not allowed underwear all week!”

Lindsay gently rubs Naomi’s back, comforting her. “Shhhh, it’s ok, I know, I know, but.. why are you naked like this now? Did you leave your house in just a bra?” She asks, curious if her friend had lost her mind.

Naomi, after a minute, finally responds, “um… so you see… I was told I could have my clothes from yesterday back today.. but I had to go home and come back nude… except with a proper bra today, or um… my punishment will be worse.”

Hearing her friend’s words, Lindsay’s hand finds itself gently resting on Naomi’s bra latch.

“A worse punishment than being panty less all week? What could they do, keep you naked?” She asks with a giggle, helping distract Naomi from the ever growing arousal of being out in public like this.