[ENF] Jennifer: Strip Poker

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I sat at my desk while waiting for my boss to let me know that the letter I drafted for him was okay and that I could finally leave. I dangled my heel off of my toes as I bounced my foot anxiously while sitting with my legs crossed. I looked at the clock and saw that it almost 3:30. He announced summer hours a few weeks ago which allowed us to leave at 3:00 every Friday as long as we made up the hours during the week. I've been getting increasingly annoyed with him because despite making up the hours during the week I’ve been staying at least 15 minutes late every Friday. My phone finally rang and I quickly picked it up.

“Nice work, Jennifer, thank you,” he said. “Have a good weekend.”

“You too, Mr. Axelrod,” I replied and hung up.

I quickly shut down my computer, grabbed my purse, and headed for the door with my keys in my hand. As soon as I opened the door I was hit with a wave of heat that was stifling. I loved the summer but today was one of those uncomfortably hot and humid days. My heels clacked on the asphalt of the parking lot as I walked towards my car while hitting the unlock key.

As soon as I was inside I started the engine and cranked up the AC then I slipped off my heels and put on the flip flops that I kept on the passenger seat. After that I grabbed my phone out of my purse to text my boyfriend who I was looking forward to spending the weekend with.

“Can't wait to see you, xoxo” then I hit send.

My phone lit up with a response almost immediately, “Can't wait to see you too, hurry over! :-p”

I smiled and put my phone away. I still find it hard to believe Dave and I reconnected after all these years. We dated senior year of high school but had to break up after my mom decided to move about two hours away shortly after graduation. He was starting college that fall and I was starting a professional school for office administration so we weren't in a position to find a place of our own. We were still teenagers then though so that was probably for the best. Anyway, a new job opportunity brought me back into the area and we just happened to run into each other at happy hour one evening.

Despite being away from one another for over five years things clicked immediately and we started dating again. Thankfully he was single! At this point it's been a few months and I was spending pretty much every weekend over at his place since he lived by himself. His job allowed him to work summer hours too which worked out great because it enabled us to start our weekends together a few hours early.

I pulled into the parking lot for my apartment building, grabbed my heels and purse, and headed to the main entrance. Once inside I took the elevator up to the 5th floor and went into the apartment. Another great thing about summer hours is that it allows me to avoid my roommate! Plus it's nice to be able to start undressing as soon as I walk through the door and that's exactly what I started to do after setting down my purse and kicking off my flip flops.

As I walked to my room I unbuttoned my blouse and untucked it from the waistband of my skirt, then once I was in my room I unzipped my skirt and let it fall to the floor. My blouse and bra joined it in a pile on the floor and then I laid down on my bed to relax. I stretched out wearing just my panties on the cool bed sheets. It felt so good to finally be out of work clothes.

After a few minutes I started to get ready to head over to Dave’s. I put on a pair of denim short shorts that I know he likes me in and also a tank top. I put away my work clothes then packed a small bag with a change of clothes and some toiletries. I found the flip flops that I kicked off earlier and grabbed my purse on the way out the door.

I drove over to his place and was there in less than 20 minutes. Another benefit of summer hours! During rush hour it would take twice as long or I'd have to wait a few hours for traffic to die down. I hit the intercom and he buzzed me. I walked across the common area to his door then I rang the bell. He opened the door and greeted me with a big smile as he looked me over.

“You know I love those shorts on you,” he said as he leaned it for a kiss.

“Really? I had no idea,” I replied sarcastically then gave him a smooch on the lips.

It felt good to get inside his place and out of the heat. He had the air going so it was nice and comfortable. I put my sunglasses and keys in my purse then put it down on the coffee table in the living room. I joined him on the couch and we snuggled for a bit before both dozing off.

When I woke up he was already awake and reading a book. I yawned and rubbed my eyes as I looked at the cover. I couldn't see the title but I could tell by the picture on the cover that it was about poker.

“How long was I out for?” I asked sleepily.

“Just a few hours. I woke up not too long ago myself,” he said.

“I’m starving, takeout?” I asked.

“Yeah, sounds good to me,” Dave replied. “This heat has me feeling lazy. Wanna get Chinese?”

I nodded and then he called to place the order. I didn’t have to tell him what I liked because it was always the same thing. Once he got off the phone we killed some time by watching TV until the delivery guy showed up. I was pretty hungry so when he did I didn’t waste any time grabbing my pint of lo mein.

“Since we’re just hanging around tonight do you want to go out tomorrow?” I asked as I twirled some lo mein around my fork.

“I’ve got poker at Danny’s, remember?”

“Ah, damn, I forgot,” I replied with a bit of disappointment in my voice. If there was one complaint I had about our relationship it was his obsession with poker. He read about it, he played it online, and him and his friends took turns hosting games. I know he needs to have his own hobbies and things to do, but to me it always seemed like there was something poker related going on.

“You should play some time, it’s fun,” he said as I’m pretty sure he sensed my disappointment.

“I don’t know the first thing about playing poker,” I said with a shrug, “and I don’t want to blow my money doing something I might not even like.”

“It’s not like we’re a bunch of card sharks. Vanessa, Kim, and Ashley all play and they were basically blank slates too. One of them has won a game too, although I can’t remember which,” he said as he tried to talk me into it.

I gave him an uneasy look and before I could say anything he said, “I’ll tell you what. I’ll pay for your first few games. If you don’t have fun or you feel like you’re overmatched you can walk away without having spent a dime. What do you say?”

I still wasn’t all that interested in playing poker, but I thought it was really sweet that he was trying to include me so I caved in. “Alright, I’ll play, but you have to teach me! I don’t want to look like a complete idiot in front of everyone.”

“Fair enough, we can go over the basics after we finish eating since we’re staying inside tonight,” he replied.

“Okay,” I said with a smile. I guess I should be more open to playing if he’s willing to teach me. Maybe I’ll end up enjoying it and it could be something that the two of us do together too.

After we finished eating we cleared off the table and then he brought over his laptop, a deck of cards, and a case full of poker chips.

“Alright, I guess let’s start off easy. What do you know about poker?” he asked

“Literally nothing,” I answered with a laugh. “My card playing experience is limited to War and Go Fish.”

He laughed and over the next hour or so he gave me a crash course in playing poker. He explained the different hands and how they ranked, how Texas Hold ‘Em was different than other kinds of poker, and how to play that particular version of poker. He even played some online and explained to me why he did certain things. Watching him play online was a bit overwhelming but it also made me realize how much more there is to poker than I thought.

After he got done playing online he looked at me while the opened up his case full of chips, “And now we’ll have a real lesson.”

He gave me a stack of chips, one of himself, and then he also gave some to six imaginary players.

“I’ll play for the imaginary players just so you get a feel for the flow of the game,” he explained.

I nodded and we began playing. The details of every hand aren’t important, but I failed at playing poker pretty spectacularly. I think we were playing for maybe half an hour before I lost the last of my chips. To be totally honest it was kind of hard to take seriously so I basically called every bet regardless of what I had and hoped that I either got lucky or that he was trying to be tricky and bluff me.

“I guess I’m not a good poker playing,” I said with a bit of a blush after losing the last hand.

“Jen, you called literally every bet,” he said and sounded a little frustrated. “There isn’t a person alive that will do well at poker with that strategy.”

“Sorry. I guess...I don’t know...I guess I’m not as serious about it as you are,” I said.

His brow furrowed a little and I could see the wheels spinning in his head. After a few moments he said, “What if we raised the stakes so that you would take it seriously?”

“What do you mean?” I asked curiously. I really had no clue where he was going with this.

“Strip poker,” he said with a grin.

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I laughed, “I’ve got four articles of clothing on! It would be the quickest game of strip poker ever!”

I could see the wheels spinning in his head again as he thought of a way to make this work.

“How about this,” he began to say, “I’ll start you out with twice as many chips as me, and we play just the two of us. No fake players. Once one of us runs out of chips they have to start betting their clothes. Clothes are worth 2,500 in chips. The game ends when one of us is naked.”

“Alright, let’s do it,” I said as I grinned back at him. He was nice in the way he phrased it but I had no doubt in my mind that I was going to lose and end up being naked. The idea of playing strip poker seemed like it could be some naughty fun, and it’s not like he’s never seen me naked, so I decided to play along.

Playing with just two people the hands were dealt much more quickly so this time it took me only ten minutes to lose all my chips as opposed to half an hour during the lesson. I suppose i should have been flattered because based on how he played he must have been excited by the thought of strip poker. It seemed like every hand he was calling my bet or raising and I swear he must have known what cards I had somehow because he lost maybe a couple of hands, and that’s only because I happened to hit a much better hand than he did.

Now I was out of chips which meant that I had to start betting clothes. I don’t know why but for some reason I started to feel really anxious and even a little excited at the thought of losing. As he dealt out the hand I looked down at my cards and couldn’t believe my luck, two Aces! I bit my lip as I tried to hide my smile.

“You’re first,” he said.

“Okay, I bet my shirt,” I said with confidence.

“Call,” he said then dealt out the three community cards” King, Jack, 5.

“I’ll bet my shorts” I said again confidently.

He nodded and made the call then dealt the next card: 2

“I bet my bra,” I said.

“Alright, I call,” he said and then he dealt out the last card: 7

“Well all I’ve got left are my panties,” I said implying that I was betting them

He nodded then announced, “call,” and he turned over a King and a Queen.

“HA!” I exclaimed proudly as I turned over my Aces. “I’ve got you beat! Aces are better than Kings!”

“That’s true,” he said, “but look at the cards again. I’ve got a flush. You lost.”

“What?” I said in disbelief, my tone lacking all the confidence it had earlier. I looked at the cards again. Oh my god, I wasn’t even paying attention to the suits! He had the King and Queen of hearts, and the ones on the table were the King of spades, and the Jack, 5 and 2 were all hearts, and the 7 was clubs. I couldn’t believe I lost this hand. It was such a letdown.

“I think you owe me a few things,” he said with a smile.

“Yeah, yeah, “I said while getting up and standing awkwardly a few feet in front of him. I looked at him and other than the most obvious way (the bulge in his shorts) I could also tell he was excited for this by the look in his eyes. I could see the lust and want in them. It made me feel confident and powerful even though I was the one that lost. I realized I was still in control of the situation so rather than undress and be done with it I decided I would make a show out of it.

I gave him a little smile as I started to sway my hips while I grabbed the bottom of my tank top. I pulled it up over my head slowly and once it was off I twirled it around my finger until I let it go, and it landed on the table in front of him. He had a huge grin on his face and as I continued to sway my hips I started to unbutton and unzip my shorts. I hooked my thumbs into the waistband near my hips and teased him by slowly lowering them, then pulling them up a little bit, but I never pulled them up more than I pulled them down so they gradually cleared my hips. Once my panties were in full view I let go of the shorts and let them fall down my legs. When they pooled at my feet I kicked them over to Dave and gave him a playful wink.

Now wearing just a lacy red bra and a matching thong I kept doing my little dance as I ran my hands over my toned tummy, up to my ribcage, and then I grabbed my bra encased breasts and licked my lips seductively. I slowly turned my backs towards him so that he could see my ass, and I reached behind my back and unhooked my bra. I slid it off and it felt so good to finally free my breasts, but when I turned to face him I kept one arm over them before handing him my bra. As I backed away I moved my arm away then I shook my shoulders making my breasts bounce, and I couldn’t help but giggle.

The only article of clothing remaining between me and total nudity was my lacy red thong now. I teased him with it by removing it just like I did with the shorts. Slowly and gradually. When it passed my shaved pussy I could feel the heat coming off from me and I was a little surprised by how turned on I was getting during my performance. Unlike with my shorts I decided not to let my panties drop but instead I guided them down my smooth legs while bending at the waist which made my breasts hang. Once my panties reached my knees I let them go. I stepped out of them, picked them up, and handed them to Dave.

“Ta da!” I said jokingly as I struck a pose before him with nothing on.

“Wow, that was hot!” he exclaimed while giving me a round of applause.

“Got any other ideas for tonight?” I cooed to him as I knelt down and rubbed one of his thighs through his shorts.

“How about we keep playing?” he asked although the way he said it sounded more like a statement.

“You’ve got all my clothes. What is there left to play for?” I asked.

“What about this...I was betting 2,500 in chips against each article of clothing you’ve got. I’ll keep betting 2,500 in chips each hand and if you get 10,000 in chips you get your clothes back. For every hand you lose before you get to 10,000 you have to do a dare,” he explained while having a very mischievous grin on his face.

“Okay, game on,” I said without really thinking through what a dare could possibly entail.

Dave shuffled up the deck and dealt out the first hand. Since the bets were already taken care of he dealt everything face up, and I sighed when I saw that I got a 9 and a 3 and he got a Jack and a 10. He paired up his Jack after the first three cards came out and I knew I was in trouble. I made sure to pay attention to the suits this time around, but there was no help coming there. The next two cards didn’t help either of us and I waited to find out what my dare was going to be. I hadn’t done anything like this since I played Truth or Dare in high school with some friends, but somehow I knew Dave’s dares weren’t going to be quite as innocent as those ones.

“Do one of your old high school cheers,” he commanded.

“Oh god, I hope I remember,” I said while laughing because I thought the dare was ridiculous.

I stood up and closed my eyes as I ran through the routine, or as much of it as I could remember, in my head. As I did that I realized immediately why he chose this. Between the dancing, jumping and low level gymnastics there isn’t going to be an inch of me that he won't see in addition to all bouncing and shaking. I blushed a little but then I started the old routine.

I stood up straight with imaginary pompoms at my side then I started shaking in my hands.

“Go team! Go team!” I yelled and I brought the imaginary pompoms up to my chest and moved my feet out to shoulder width.

“Who do we mean?” I asked rhetorically as I held the imaginary pompoms over my head.

“We'll say it loud, because we're proud,” then I brought the imaginary pompoms back down to my chest.

“P-A-N-T-H-E-R-S!” I yelled out and after each letter I pulled the pompoms back while also thrusting my chest forward. The motions were making my breasts bounce like crazy. I could tell Dave was loving this but I had to admit I was feeling a bit embarrassed, and I could feel the heat rise up in my face, and it wasn’t just from exertion.

“Panther pride! Panther pride! We're steppin' up, so step aside!” I then flared one of my hips out a little as the imaginary pompoms once again went over my head.

“We're the best, we're here to win! Panther power's here again!” Now came the part that I was really embarrassed about but I couldn’t skimp out because Dave knew the cheer too, otherwise I would have. I took a deep breath and did a front kick, followed by a jumping split, then I did a split on the floor with my imaginary pompoms over my head. My face reddened after the two splits. I’m not a prude but I never exposed myself like that to anyone before. Much like with the strip tease I did earlier I was definitely embarrassed and also turned on.

“I’m impressed you remembered!” he said while helping me to stand out of the split. “And I have to say that I liked this version much better than anything I saw in high school.”

I gave him a playful punch in the shoulder. “I’m surprised I could still do the splits, to be honest.”

“Well they looked good,” he commented with a smirk.

“Yeah, I’m sure they did,” I replied with a grin as I sat back down for the next hand.

The next two hands I got lucky and won so I was up to 5,000 in chips, and feeling hopeful that I could pull off two more wins to get me up to 10,000 and my clothes back. Unfortunately it was not meant to be and I lost the third hand which knocked me down to 2,500 and also left me with another dare to do.

“You have to pose for one pic,” Dave said simply.

My eyes got a little wide. I trusted him but I felt like I had to state two conditions anyway. “Fine, but only under two conditions: 1) no one, and I mean absolutely no one but you ever sees this, and 2) Playboy not Penthouse.”

“Yes, of course, relax. I’d never show this to anyone and I was going for Playboy anyway,” he assured me.

“So what do you want?” I asked.

“Just you standing there with a smile,” he said while grabbing his cell phone off of the table.

I actually thought that was really sweet and I reflexively smiled. A quick flash filled the room and then he looked at the pic on the screen and showed it to me. I had to admit it was a good pic. My face was still a little red but he got the pic at the perfect time that I smiled, not that I think anyone else would notice since he managed to get me from head to toe. My entire front was completely on display. I couldn't help but examine my own body and I took note of how perky my breasts looked and how erect my nipples had become. My tummy looked nice and flat and as I looked lower I could see my bare kitty. My legs were always my favorite feature of mine and see the shot was a full frontal it really accentuated how long and slender they are.

I sat back down and so did Dave and he quickly dealt out the next hand. I looked down and saw the 7 of clubs and the 2 of diamonds. Ugh, what a terrible hand! I bet my last 2,500 and he called and turned over two 10’s. I couldn't believe how lousy my luck had been so far. I was resigned to losing so I tried to prepare myself for my next dare by thinking of what he could come up with.

“Looks like I won again,” he said with a grin. I hadn't even noticed him dealing out the cards as I was so focused on thinking about what my next dare would be.

He waited a few seconds as he thought it over then said, “You have to spend one minute on the back patio.”

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“Oh my god, are you crazy?” I asked incredulously.

“Hey, you're the one that agreed to this,” he reminded me. “Besides, it's not like it faces another building. We hang out there all the time and we never see anyone.”

I huffed because he had a point. The side of the building that the patio was on faced a long row of bushes that offered privacy from the street. I wasn't really worried about anyone from there seeing me because the bushes were tall and full so unless someone poked their head through they wouldn't see me at all. Obviously my biggest concern would be someone that lived here walking around back there, but he was right that we never saw anyone back there.

“Fine, let’s get this over with,” I said with resignation as I walked over to the sliding glass door that led to the patio. I hid behind the curtain and took a peek out just to make sure no one was there.

“You are so ...ing sexy,” he said as he watched me.

I blushed and smiled as I looked back at him and he held up his phone set to a timer showing 1:00. I took a deep breath, pulled the curtain back, then quickly opened the door and stepped through onto the patio.

Even before my bare foot landed on the cement patio, the oppressive heat and thick, humid air hit me immediately as I closed the door behind me. I felt like I was going to melt. I also felt a jolt of electricity run through my body as I stood there awkwardly. Doing the cheer and letting Dave take my pic was a turn on for me because I knew it turned him on, but this was a different feeling. The thrill of being caught and the potential embarrassment was getting me really hot. Not that I'd want to get caught of course. I was surprised I felt this way because I had never been naked outside before or even thought to do something like this.

I looked through the glass to see Dave with a smile a thousand miles wide. He still had the phone held up and 42 seconds remained. I shifted my weight nervously from foot to foot which made my breasts bounce gently. Despite it being so hot out my nipples were hard and probably could have cut through glass. I couldn’t believe that this was turning me on so much.

I didn't know what else to do so I surprised myself when I took a couple of steps forward. The patio was in a little alcove so I was completely shielded unless someone walked right in front of it. I took a few more steps and held my body close to the wall while peering out. I breathed a sigh of relief when I didn't see anyone around.

I nearly jumped out of my skin when Dave knocked on the window and held up the phone showing me that my minute was up. As I approached he opened the door for me and I stepped inside. If my nipples hadn't been hard before then the cool air in the condo from the AC would have done it. Despite my excitement of being on the patio it was good to be inside. That was a very long minute and despite not seeing anyone around I couldn't help but feel exposed and vulnerable, but at the same time I was also looking forward to what else Dave might come up with tonight.

We went back to playing and I won the first hand when I got lucky and paired my 3. I have to be honest I was actually disappointed when I won. He was shuffling up the deck when I put my hands over his to stop him.

“Wait...what do you think about skipping the poker and instead I’ll just do dares?” I asked and then bit my lip.

“Like I'm gonna say no to that!” he exclaimed with a laugh. “You're enjoying this, aren't you?”

I nodded as I felt my face flush. “I do. It's hard to explain though. It's an adrenaline rush and a turn on. The thrill of doing it...knowing how much you like watching me do the dares...the potential embarrassment of getting caught...”

“Interesting,” he replied as he thought up his next dare. “Okay, I've your next dare. Go back outside and walk to the bushes then come back inside.”

I stood up and walked over to the sliding glass door again. I felt my heart start to race as I opened up the door and stepped onto the patio. The bushes were about 25-30 feet beyond the safety of the alcove. Anyone on either side of us or on the floor above us would be able to easily see me. I stood there for a few moments and listened to see if I could hear anyone, but aside from some crickets everything was quiet.

I stepped forward and the grass felt cool under my feet. I put one arm across my breasts and my other hand between my legs as I started to walk towards the bushes. I turned around and smiled at Dave who was watching me intently from the patio. I even dropped my arms at my sides to give him a good view. The thrill I felt standing there naked in front of the bushes was a hundred times more intense than what I felt on the patio. I also have to admit that it was fun to show off for Dave and to see how much he was enjoying watching me.

Suddenly I heard a sliding glass door open and my blood turned cold. I wanted to run but my legs felt like they became tree trunks firmly planted in the ground. I looked in the direction of the sound and saw one of his neighbors getting ready to come out.

“Where do you think you're going?” a woman’s voice asked as the man remained inside their condo.

“I need a smoke…just one,” he replied.

“You told me you were going to quit,” she said, her voice tinged with disappointment.

“Jen! Jen!” Dave called out in a whisper. “What the hell are you waiting for?”

That seemed to snap me out of my temporary paralysis immediately. I again put one arm over my breasts and the other between my legs and even crouched down a little to hide my body as I ran towards him with the held the door open for me. Once I was inside he shut the door and drew the curtain closed.

“That was a close one,” I said while panting from my sprint into the condo. “Give me a few minutes before the next dare.”

The look on his face was one of surprise. “I didn’t think you’d want to do another after such a close call. You’re really surprising me tonight.”

“I’m surprising myself to be totally honest,” I replied. “This is turning out to be a lot of fun.”

“Yeah, it is,” he said with a smile. “Want to know your next dare?”

I nodded enthusiastically.

“I never brought in my mail this morning,” he said while grinning like a Cheshire cat and holding his keyring by the key for the mailbox.

‘Oh wow,” was all I could say as I thought of what the dare would entail. Unlike the bush or the even the patio dares this one was much riskier. For starters, the mailboxes are at the front of the building when you first walk in so anyone leaving would see me. Also adding to the increased risk of exposure are the facts that the front door is entirely made of glass so anyone waiting to be buzzed in or a resident entering the building would be able to see me as they came towards it, and on top of that the distance from the condo to the mailboxes was at least twice as far as I went to the bushes.

After catching my breath I took the keys from Dave and headed for the door. I hesitated for a minute wondering if this was really a good idea, and then I cracked the door open while hiding behind it. I looked out into the common area and couldn’t see or hear anyone. I opened the door a little more, enough to get my head through, and I peeked out. Again, the coast looked clear. I didn’t want to waste any time so I swung the door open and stepped out into the common area.

The mailboxes seemed so far away and I also didn’t realize until now just how well lit this area is. I took a deep breath and made a break towards the mailboxes, and I could hear Dave laughing behind me. I didn’t want to slow down for anything so I didn’t turn around because every second that I wasted was one more second that I could get caught.

I stopped in front of the mailboxes and that jolt of electricity seemed to be running through my entire body now. I fumbled with the keys and dropped them trying to find the one for the mailbox, and I cursed under my breath as I bent over to pick them up off the floor. I steadied myself, found the right key, and opened up the mailbox. There were a couple of envelopes inside which I grabbed then I shut it and locked it. Right when I turned around I saw one of the other condo doors open.

“Bye mom, bye dad, I’m going over to Heather’s,” the girl called out while she was leaving and shutting the door behind her. There was nowhere for me to go and the only reason she didn't notice me immediately was because she was doing something on her phone and not looking up. I did the one thing I could think to do which was to use the envelopes to help perverse what little modesty I could. I had one hand covering one breast while holding the envelope out to cover the other and I covered my bare pussy with the other envelope.

“OH MY GOD!” she said startled and stopped dead in her tracks after she picked her head up and saw me.

“Shhhh” I said meekly while I felt my face burn in embarrassment. I must have looked as red as a tomato. Being seen by someone else was a much different feeling than I anticipated. Sure, there was a level of embarrassment that went along with doing this, but now having it actually happen the humiliation I felt was a hundredfold. I couldn’t even look this girl in the eyes.

“This is too funny. No one will ever believe me unless…” she said while laughing and holding up her phone.

“Don't!” I yelled in protest as I moved the envelopes away from my body and up to my face. At that point preserving my identity was more important than my modesty. I saw a quick flash from behind the envelopes and I hoped that I got them up in time.

After taking the pic her attention went back to her phone and she started giggling. I was concerned that she got my face in the pic but I was hardly in any position to confront her, and I didn’t want to give her any chances to take more pics so I headed back towards Dave’s condo. As I ran towards his door I saw him smiling ear-to-ear and he had his phone up too. I couldn't believe it! No wonder he didn't come to help me. He was too busy taking pics! I slowed down as I got to the door and gave him a hard punch on the shoulder before getting inside.

As soon as he shut the door I let him have it. “What the ...!?! That girl saw me and took my pic and you didn't do anything about it! I have no idea if she got my face or not! I have no idea how many people are going to see it! Oh god, I'm probably going to end up online somewhere! That pic of me is going to live forever! And on top of that when I turned my attention to you I saw you taking pics instead of helping me!”

He seemed stunned by my outburst and didn't say anything for a little while. As the awkward silence filled the room I came to the realization that even though everything I said was true those same things also really turned me on. Obviously I hoped she didn't get my face, but the more I thought about it the more the idea of having a pic of me totally exposed like that was really hot.

“I was...I was taking a video for you,” he said bashfully. “You mentioned that doing these dares was turning you on so I thought it might be nice for you to have a video of you doing one, and since you said you were into the embarrassment of being caught when that girl found you I thought you'd be into that so I didn't want to interject.”

“I'm sorry, you're right,” I said with a sigh as I walked over to him and gave him a kiss. “This is all new for me and I've got so many conflicting emotions.”

“Now show me the video,” I said with a smile.

He held his phone out and we watched the video together. Even though the dare had happened only just a few minutes ago watching the video and seeing everything from his perspective turned me on even more. I could feel the heat from my pussy on my thighs and I was sure that if I touched myself I would be wet. As much as I needed release I also needed to push the envelope even further.

“Next dare is the last one so make it good,” I challenged him.

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“Okay, give me a few minutes then. I wasn’t expecting you to want to do another,” he replied.

After a few minutes of waiting he snapped his fingers and exclaimed, “I got it! My car needs gas and you’re going to fill up my tank.”

My knees got a little weak after hearing this. Maybe I shouldn’t have challenged him to make it a good one after all. Being naked outside was fun and a thrill and a turn on, but I never felt like I was really naked in public so to speak. The condo was my safety net because despite being naked I always knew that if things got bad or I lost my nerve I could always run back inside and be safe. I’d have no such option at a gas station. Sure, I could always go back in the car, but there’s only so much cover that provides although I guess something is better than nothing. Aside from any other customers seeing me my other concern were security cameras. Didn’t most gas stations have them? Seeing how late it is I figured we were going to the 24/7 Shell station a few blocks away and I’m sure a major company like that isn’t going to skimp on security.

“Are you ready?” Dave asked and I saw him standing my the door getting ready to open it. I must have been off in my own little world thinking about all that stuff so I didn’t even realize he was ready to leave.

“Wait, hold on,” I said. “At least let me wear flip flops. The pavement at the gas station must be disgusting. And can you give me a hat? I’m worried about security cameras.”

“Good point about the security cameras. I didn’t even think of that. I’ll go get one for you,” he replied. “And yeah, go ahead and put on your flops. I wouldn’t want you stepping in gas or on whatever else might be on the ground there.”

I slipped on my flip flops and then put the hat on that he got me. I kept my hair down and pulled the hat low to hide my face as much as I could.

“Alright, I’m ready,” I said trying to sound confident, but I was actually really nervous. Pumping gas nude was certainly pushing the envelope and I honestly wasn’t sure if I was ready to make such a leap with my nudity, but I asked for this so I wanted to see it through.

Dave opened the door and since he’s clothed he obviously had no issues with walking right out. Of course I was still being very cautious and once i walked out I stayed very close to him to use him as a shield just in case. He pulled the door shut then locked it and we headed towards the front door. My earlier escapade with his neighbor immediately flashed in my mind as we walked through the common area and I grabbed onto his arm as we walked along.

“You okay?” he asked. “We don’t have to do this if you don’t want to.”

“I’m fine, let’s just keep moving,” I responded as we walked up to and then through the main entrance.

Even though it was late now and the sun had gone down a few hours ago it was still very hot and humid out. The one good thing about being naked was that at least I didn’t have to worry about getting sweaty and having my clothes stick to me. The fact that I actually thought my nudity was an advantage made me laugh to myself. I guess the good thing was that I was getting more comfortable with it. I still couldn’t believe I was doing this though. The back of the building and the common area was one thing, but now I’m actually out in public. The front of the building and parking spaces were all very well lit so anyone that was looking out of their window or happened to pull up would be able to see me.

Thankfully his car was parked right out front so it’s not like we had to walk far or anything. He clicked his keyring to unlock the doors and once I saw the headlights flash I quickly opened the door and got into the passenger seat. I put on my seatbelt and needless to say it felt weird being naked in the car. I guess because there was nowhere for me to go if anyone saw me I suddenly felt more vulnerable and exposed so I crossed my legs and slouched down in the seat a little bit. Dave got in a few seconds after me and started the engine. I couldn’t help but look at his gas gauge and sure enough he really was pretty low. It was hard to tell exactly where it was from my angle but it looked to be less than a quarter of a tank.

He backed out of the spot and then put the car in drive and when he stopped at the sign to get out of his development my heart really started racing. The gas station wasn’t more than a few minutes away but when you’re sitting in a car naked it might as well be a few hours. I’m familiar with where the station is so one thing I had on my favor is that I knew there are no traffic lights on the way. Also, since it was night out there shouldn’t be many cars on the road. As luck would have it the drive to the station was completely uneventful. We passed a few cars going the opposite direction, but there was no way any of them could have seen me.

He pulled into the gas station and thankfully no one was there, but since it was a 24/7 station with one of those mini marts who knows how long that would last? I had been to this station plenty of times before but until now I had never surveyed it before. The pumps ran perpendicular to the store and since he was facing the store and his tank was on the driver’s side that meant I had pretty much no protection from oncoming traffic. It also meant that if the clerk left his desk he’d easily be able to look towards the pump and see me as well. I could use the pumps to hide my body from cars coming the other way but that was about it.

He took his wallet out and handed me his credit card then gave me one of those are-you-sure-you-want-to-do-this looks. I didn’t say anything and took his card and opened the door. I thought I might hesitate but I didn’t want to waste any time so I immediately got out of the car, shut the door behind me and quickly shuffled over to the pump keeping my head down. After I got to the pump I heard him lock the doors so I knew there was no going back now. I inserted his card, selected the gas, took the cap off the tank, inserted the nozzle, pulled the on the handle, then flipped down the switch so that the gas could pour without me holding onto it. That all took maybe ten seconds but it felt so much longer. I stood there as naked as the day I was born other than the hat and flip flops watching the digital readout of the gallons and price go up and up.

I heard Dave lower his window then he turned towards me and called out, “Hey, would you mind doing my windows?”

“Do you own damn windows!” I shot back.

He didn’t say anything else but I could hear him laughing even after he put his windows up. I was full of nervous energy and I kept my eyes locked onto the readout until I was distracted by headlights approaching. I spun around to see if they were going to turn into the station, and I saw a large 18-wheeler approaching. Sure enough he signaled to turn into the station and I briefly shielded my eyes from the bright lights before they went away as he turned to line up with the diesel pump.

I was hoping that he didn’t see me but I figured the chances of that were pretty slim, so I just tried to act natural as I went back to watching the gallon and price readouts with my back to the truck. I scooted over towards the cab of the car to hide my ass. It didn’t take me long to find out that he had seen me.

“Now that’s what I call service!” the driver yelled with a southern drawl as he got out of his truck. “Hey sweet cheeks, how about you come over here and fill up my tank too!”

I ignored him hoping that Dave’s tank would soon be full and then we could get out of here. Even though he was right next to me in his car I felt so much more vulnerable with this trucker than I did with his neighbor. For starters I’m a lot more concerned for my safety being confronted by a grown man as opposed to a teenage girl. I know Dave wouldn’t let anything happen to me, but it was still a concern. Despite it I couldn’t deny how much of a thrill this was.

“Hey! I’m talking to you, naked girl!” he yelled again.

I turned my head a little bit to reply, “I-I’m sorry but I don’t work here. I’m just doing this on a dare.”

“Well hell, I don’t care if you work here or not! How about I dare you to fill up my tank, huh?” he shouted back with a chuckle.

I was about to respond when, mercifully, the pump dinged signaling that Dave’s tank was full. I used the car for cover as much as I could while I quickly put the handle in its holder, put the gas cap on, and then ended the transaction. I thought about covering up and trying to get into the car as quickly as I could but then I remembered the strip tease that I did earlier for Dave, and how despite being naked and embarrassed I also felt powerful because I was the one in control. I decided to use that lesson learned here.

“Sorry, but you’re gonna have to pump your own gas,” I said as a sauntered around the car without covering up at all. I still kept my head down a little to hide my face, but everything else was on display. My breasts bounced gently with each step I took and I could feel his eyes devouring every inch that he could see. “Maybe next time,” I continued as I turned around to open the door, sticking my ass out a little bit before getting inside.

“You’re incorrigible,” Dave said with a laugh as he started the engine.

“Hurry up and get out of here,” I said as I slid a hand between my legs and started rubbing my smooth pussy. I was so wet that I didn't doubt there would be a spot on his seat once we got back to the condo.

Dave watched me for a few seconds before putting the car in drive and heading towards the exit. There were no cars on the road and without having to worry about the prying eyes of the trucker I opened up my legs a little.

“Ohhhh god. I can't believe how turned on this made me,” I moaned while breathing heavily.

“I’ll be sure to drive home slowly then,” Dave said as he turned onto the road.

Not that I needed any encouragement but as soon as he said that I tilted the seat back a little, closed my eyes, slipped out of my flip flops, and put my bare feet up on the dash. With my legs up and knees bent I was able to spread my thighs wide and my fingers immediately went to my clit. It was so swollen and sensitive as I rubbed it gently, gradually picking up speed as I played with my breasts with my free hand. My rock hard nipples were both so sensitive and I pinched and pulled on them lightly while I groped myself.

“Uhhhh fuuuuuck,” I moaned out as waves of pleasure built up inside me.

I started rubbing my clit faster and and applying a little more pressure. My moaning became longer and louder as my breathing quickened. The car was filled with the sloshing sound of me diddling myself. I needed this so bad. More than any orgasm I ever needed before. My mouth hung open as I felt it coming on and then it hit me.

“OHHHHH YESSSSSSS,” I moaned out loudly as I started to cum. My body shuddered uncontrollably from the most intense orgasm I ever had. My pussy tingled with pleasure as I continued to rub my clit. I began to slow down once I felt the orgasm subside. y feet slipped off the dashboard and I laid back in the seat completely satisfied for a few moments with my eyes still closed.

“Jesus Christ” I heard Dave whisper and it was only then that I realized the car was no longer moving. I popped my eyes open to see we were parked in front of the condo, and then I looked over at him. I felt a little embarrassed as I bit my lip. I had never masturbated in front of anyone before let alone inside their car.

“Don't worry, I'll take care of you once we get inside,” I said while reaching over and rubbing his crotch.

I was looking forward to getting inside and taking care of him, and I was also excited about what else could be in store for me going forward. Although our adventure was coming to an end tonight I couldn't help but think that this was the start of something new and exciting for both of us. I was certainly looking forward to doing this again whenever that might be.