I pulled out of the driveway, onto the suburban road and cruised slowly past the few houses that dotted the hillside. I had never driven this part naked before and I realised that if anyone happened to look out of a first floor window then they would be looking right down at me, and they would recognise me and the car. I also realised that I didn’t care what they thought, and the risk even turned me on.
Once I reached the quiet forest roads I relaxed slightly, but the idea that I had nothing to cover me should anything happen was thrilling. It was just me, my body, the roar of the engine and the wind rushing over me. I felt so alive, and the orgasm I had later in the privacy of my home was tremendous. I wondered if I would ever feel the need for a man again; my car and my dildo gave me everything that Tony ever had, and they asked for nothing in return, except the odd fuel stop and a new set of batteries.
So, yesterday morning, I decided to go for a drive, just as I had done on many other days. I threw my clothes onto the bed, slipped into my luscious black stilettos, put on my sunglasses and walked out to the car. I had plenty of gas to get me out and back, and as the sun was dipping the air was cooling to a perfect temperature.