Chapter 42: Chapter 42 – Natalie: Trucks suck

Considering how disastrously the dinner had started, things sure turned out okay. Julia had already reached Level 2, added a point in constitution, gotten a skill that would hopefully improve her situation, and made plans to spend the night at my apartment tomorrow. I was sure that Hugh was creative enough to get her another level or two over the course of an evening.

For the first time since hearing about Julia's problem, I felt like things were going to be okay, and it was all because of Hugh. He was amazing. Kind. Calm. There were times when it felt like she was trying to make him angry, but he didn't react, just kept moving forward.

I was determined to rock his world tonight. He was literally saving my friend's life. He deserved anything and everything he wanted, and this time I wasn't going to voice a single complaint.

The meal had run later than I had anticipated, and it was already full dark by the time we got to the car.

My heart started to race as I remembered what that meant, and I started to feel those familiar emotions of fear and regret. I clamped those down to the best of my ability.

He opened the car door for me - which I still found too cute; he was so old fashioned at times - and I quickly got in. I didn't have much time to finish what I needed to before he got around to his side.

To hide myself from view, I leaned my seat all the way back, dropping my torso below the level of the window. My hands shook as I reached for the waistband of my skirt, and I took a brief moment to calm myself. I said I was going to do this, and I was going to do it. No cowardice this time. I'd accept whatever consequences, if any, came.

I pushed my skirt down to my feet, leaving me bottomless on the passenger seat, and removed my shoes as I slid the garment over my feet. I was doing it. I was stripping in Hugh's car in a public parking lot. He was going to love it.

I put the three pieces of clothes that I'd already removed in the driver's side seat for him to find, leaving me wearing just my top. Not even a bra. Just a blouse.

For how monumental the moment seemed, it felt like the shirt came off way too easily as I grabbed the bottom and tugged in over my head, tossing it to join its fellow partners that had comprised my ensemble.

Oh no. I'd done it. I was naked.

When Hugh opened the door, his eyes went first to the clothes lying on his seat and then to my naked body. His gaze drank me in, and I shivered, both nervous and excited.

As I had completely expected, a new quest popped up.

He was being nice to me. I'd basically told him that I'd streak up to my apartment when we arrived, but the quest only specified the riding in the car part, leaving open the option of going up to the apartment wearing clothes. Of course, he might still expect me to streak. There was nothing to say that he wouldn't just send a second quest once we arrived.

I swallowed hard. I would definitely appreciate it if he didn't make me streak, but I refused to complain if he did. It was his choice and only his choice. My future self's modesty was in his hands to do with as he pleased.

A shiver shot through me, leaving me tingling down there.

He picked up my pile of clothes. "You're sure?"

I nodded vigorously.

He, of course, left his door wide open while he walked slowly to the trunk and took forever and a day to open it and put the clothes in. The whole time I was sitting there completely exposed, one hundred percent naked from my toes to the top of my head. I didn’t even wear glasses anymore. Anyone passing by could have just looked into the car and seen me. Seen all of me.

No one did by the time he returned, but someone could have. I realized that, if we kept doing this, other people would definitely end up seeing me naked. I so didn't want that to happen, but, at the same time, I wondered if it would be all that bad. Hugh seeing me still embarrassed me, but I also liked the way he looked at me, his hunger for me. Would it really be that bad if others saw me?

When he pulled the car door closed behind him, I noticed he was holding a small towel, and I was confused. At first I thought it was for emergencies, like I could use it to cover myself if we got pulled over or were at a traffic light next to a big truck or something. But it was a hand towel, much too small to do much more than cover my lap.

"It's for you to sit on," he said, obviously interpreting my confusion correctly.

I felt heat rise to my face. He didn't want me to stain his seat, and he knew that I totally would if he didn't give me the towel.

He handed it to me, and, after some maneuvering, I got it situated between me and the seat. Meanwhile, he started the car and began driving out of the parking lot, seemingly unconcerned that he had a naked girl in the seat beside him.

I, on the other hand, was much less relaxed. The area we were in was brightly lit with streetlights. Every time we passed a vehicle or someone walking on a sidewalk, there would be a chance of someone seeing down into Hugh’s car, of them seeing me in all my glory.

I shuddered.

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Worse than simply passing vehicles and pedestrians at speed, though, was the thought of traffic lights. I couldn’t imagine what it would feel like to be laying here completely exposed while fully stopped with no control over who might pull up next to us.

From my recollection of when we arrived – and I was cursing my Enhanced Memory for being so vivid - there were a total of five traffic lights between the parking lot and the interstate. It was improbable that we wouldn’t have to stop at some of them.

The first that we encountered was on the small feeder lane that led to the restaurant parking lot, and it was indeed red. No other vehicles came near us, though, as we turned left onto the main road.

I got lucky for the next two as we flew through each green as fast as Hugh was willing to drive – which wasn’t nearly fast enough for my tastes.

The fourth light was when my nightmare came true.

"We're about to have to stop," Hugh said. "Might be better for you if you just closed your eyes."

It was quite concerning that he felt things were about to get scary enough that I wouldn't want to even look, so, of course, I took his suggestion, right?

No. Not at all. I, instead, did the exact opposite and raised my head enough to see. There were three cars in the right lane already stopped, and none in front of us in the left. We were about to slowly pass three cars that were at a standstill with me just lying there naked and exposed.

God!

I ducked my head back down.

The first car we passed, the third from the front in the line at the light, I couldn't see any of because it wasn't any higher than Hugh's sedan. There was little chance that anyone inside could see me, though I still felt really vulnerable being so close to other people. The second vehicle was worse, an SUV. I peered up at it as we passed, and I could clearly see the driver, a middle aged lady. Luckily, she didn't look over at me, instead watching straight ahead for the light to turn.

The last vehicle was the absolute worst. Not only was it a big pickup truck sitting elevated on huge tires, but we stopped right next to it. And, if you thought that Hugh might pull a little ahead of the truck's driver's side window or, better, stop before he reached it, you'd be wrong.

I stared, horrified, as we came to a complete halt with my car window dead even with the truck driver's. It was so surreal. I was staring at a bearded man, a complete stranger, who appeared to be around my dad's age just a few feet away from me, and, oh yeah, did I mention that I was butt naked?

I was lying back in the seat with my arms down by my side. My breasts and clit were fully on display. God! Why did he have to be driving a truck? Trucks sucked. They drank gas and were just too big. And all that man had to do to see into Hugh little car was-

He did! He glanced over. Then his eyes went wide, and he gawked. That man was looking at me, at my naked body, at my private parts. He grinned.

My mind went numb. I didn't know if it was a second later or an hour before Hugh floored the car and drove through the intersection, leaving the man in the truck far behind, but it felt like the latter.

Luckily, we were able to turn onto the on ramp for the interstate without having to stop at that light, and Hugh told me that the man didn't follow us.

"I can't believe that happened," I said. "A stranger saw me naked."

"He's a lucky guy," Hugh said. "Not as lucky as me, but lucky indeed. How are you feeling?"

"I don't know."

And I really didn't. A man had seen me naked. The magnitude of that was mind blowing, something that, before today, I'd have thought to be the worst thing that could ever happen to me.

But, the world hadn't ended. That man didn't know me, had no idea who I was. It would be an amazing coincidence requiring ludicrous odds for me to ever see him again. All that really happened was that ... he probably enjoyed what he saw. He had smiled. I'd made him happy.

"I think I feel ... horny."

Hugh laughed. "Well, we're on the interstate now, and I'll stay in the right lane. Anyone passing will be driving too fast and it'll be too dark for them to see anything."

When he turned on the cruise control, I found myself hoping that he'd give me some attention because, frankly, I didn't think I could make a forty-five minute drive without it.

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