Steve had been listening to the song earlier in the evening. There was no doubt that was where he got the idea from, but the fact that he actually asked her to do it... well, that probably shocked him more than it did Lynn. It was definitely out of character for him to ask someone he'd just met to strip off their clothes.
They were at a friend's party and she had been flirting with him all evening. This was no hardship for Steve as Lynn was fun, and very pretty. She was petite and was wearing a summer dress with a pastel pattern that looked like a washed-out watercolor. Her dark hair was long, wavy and wispy as it fell around her shoulders and her face fell naturally into an impish smile. She had very definite Asian overtones in her features and stature, something Steve found very attractive and played to his fantasies of making love with an Asian girl. More than anything though, he loved that she was full of life, joked easily with him and met his looks with her bright blue shining eyes.
"So," she accused playfully when they were alone together for the first time that evening, in the kitchen while her friend went to take an urgent call on her cell phone, "why haven't you asked for my number yet." She looked at him with caricature eyes. "What's wrong? You have a girlfriend or something? I'm ugly?"
Steve smiled at her and paused before answering. "No. Most definitely not, on both counts."
He watched while Lynn took a pen from her bag and scribbled her number on a napkin. He loved her spark, the way she seemed to enjoy everything around her and he couldn't help but be impressed by her pretty face and shapely body.
"There you go." She gave him the napkin. "Now you can lose it on your way home, we'll never go out and you'll never know what a nice girl I am to have dinner with."
Steve nodded and smirked as he put away her number. "I think you can be reasonably sure I won't lose it, seeing as how I can't think of anything I'd like better than to find out how nice you are to have dinner with."
When Lynn's friend returned, she announced that she had to leave. As they were in the friend's car, that meant that Lynn had to leave also. When they'd said goodbye Steve looked around the, now lifeless, party and decided that he too would go when his drink was finished. The last thing he was expecting was Lynn to rush back in.
"Do you have a car?" she asked without preamble.
Steve nodded, slightly bemused.
"Good. Can you give me a ride home?" Lynn's eyes brightened, almost pleading him. "That way I can stay for a while. If you'd like that?"
"I can... sure... of course... on one condition." he heard himself say.
"What condition?" Lynn's interest rose.
"That you're naked on the ride home."
They were so out of character for him, it was almost like someone else said the words. Lynn looked a little taken aback, but then her features softened. The three seconds she took before answering were torture for him but then she smiled. "Sure, why not? Sounds like a fun ride home. Especially... if you get naked too. Deal?"
Steve paused, processed the details quickly and offered her his hand, "Deal."
For the next half-hour, they continued their party conversation, Steve felt more of a tingle between them but Lynn was still bubbling and flirting as though nothing had changed. He watched her as she explained how horrible she had been at guitar lessons and how completely tone deaf she was when she sang along with CDs in the car. He was entranced by her giggles and couldn't help but wonder what it might be like to hold her, get even closer to those lovely features of hers, and kiss her.
Lynn liked Steve. He was tall, handsome in a clean-cut sort of way and fun to be with. He seemed to know lots about music and sport but never bored her with anything he said. He also cared about what she thought, was very courteous to her and had thrilled her beyond words with his offer to ride home naked with her. This was the type of wild and playful moment Lynn lived for and Steve was the perfect type of guy to share them with.
"So," she said after a while, no longer able to keep her curiosity at bay, "what's all this naked driving about and how do we do it?"
He hadn't worked out quite how they were going to do it, but he was a little relieved to be back on the subject. "It's a song I heard earlier today, about having a beautiful girl get into your car naked and you drive home. I don't know why, I just thought I might never find a better person to share it with."
He watched as she smiled, a little more emotionally than he was used to from her.
"As for how we do it... I hadn't thought about it. Maybe we'll just walk out to the car, strip off and throw our clothes in the back."
"Sounds like a plan." She laughed. "Shall we go? I can't wait to see how this works."
It worked with an excitement and anticipation that crackled in the air and charged the atmosphere with light and heady gas. It surprised Steve how non-sexual the feeling was as he looked around him and started to pull off his shirt. It was a thrill for sure, but the thrill was in knowing they were doing something out of the ordinary, something very private in a public setting and something totally outside their experience. Just for those few moments they forgot their attraction to each other.
When they arrived at the car Steve opened Lynn's door for her, caught her smile beaming at him and walked around to his own door. By the time he looked over to see her she was pulling her dress over her head. With a last look around to see if anyone was watching, he started to undress as quickly as he could. Lynn finished first, threw her clothes onto the rear of the car and slid into her seat.
Her instinct was to cover her breasts but she resisted as she watched him step out of his jeans through the driver's door. She caught a quick flash of his limp penis as he threw his leading leg into the car and sat down beside her, the door swiftly closing behind him. It impressed her that his eyes didn't immediately gravitate to her small nipples which had reacted to their exposure to the night air. It impressed him that he looked at her face and returned her smile rather than checking out just how lovely Lynn's promising body was now it was disrobed. It was impossible to miss her beautiful breasts, even in his peripheral vision, as her hair cascaded over her shoulders and down over them. He smiled at the sight of her nipples protruding through the thin curtain of her beautiful hair.
