Karen naked in school (Part 3) - Sexgeschichten

Karen naked in school (Part 3)

... unfair," I said. "Do you want to do it... now?"

"We could come up with an alternative if you prefer," he suggested.

I nodded eagerly. "Okay!" I said. "I'll do that!" Anything else sounded better to me right then.

"Fine." He nodded back and smiled cheerfully. "I'll park my car out in the front yard. If you do a really good job washing it, we'll let the spanking slide."

"Um... I... resolved... not to wear anything until after dinner," I explained uncomfortably.

"Good idea, that will keep your clothes from getting wet." He winked.

I stared for a moment. He really did mean for me to go outside and wash his car, bare naked, in front of the whole neighborhood!

And I had agreed to do it.

I nodded resignedly and went to get a bucket of warm soapy water. I took it outside, then ran a hose around to the front yard. Daddy parked his car close to the street, and I went out to start working on it.

I started out by running water from the hose over the car, and rinsing away as much dirt as I could. I looked around uncomfortably. I was going to be out there for a while; when Daddy said a good job, he meant a really good job. I reminded myself to be cheerful and not to conceal myself from anyone who saw me. Not that it would matter much; there wasn't much to hide behind anyway. I walked around the car so I was between it and the road, and continued spraying the car.

I was very exposed there. Also, it was a busy time of the day for traffic. Cars kept going by. ...

... Many of them tooted at me as they passed, and I tried to smile and wave boldly at each of them. By the time I finished spraying, and started scrubbing the car, a dozen or so guys had brought lawn chairs, or had come back and were standing around watching me wash the car. A couple of them had cameras or video recorders.

"Can you spray water over your front?" one guy asked me.

"Sure!" I took the hose and sprayed myself. The water was cold, and I shivered, but drenched myself, then posed open-legged in front of them for a few minutes before returning to washing the car.

"Bend over more!" a man hollered, and I did so, leaning over with my legs straight, washing the bottom of the car.

"How was that?" I asked, blushing but smiling.

"Wonderful! This is fun!" he grinned.

"Thanks!" I turned back around and kept scrubbing the bottom of the car the same way until I'd done the whole side.

"Can you do it a different way?" a boy asked me.

"Hi, Karen," my mom called out. Jimmy was standing next to her and laughing.

"Hi, Mom," I waved. "I started dinner, but then Daddy sent me out here to wash his car."

"I... see," she observed, a little uncomfortably. "I guess I'll go check on dinner." Jimmy ran inside ahead of her. She walked toward the house.

"Can you do the front of the car while kneeling and bending backward?" the boy asked me hopefully.

"Uh... I can try." I faced away from the car and knelt on the grass, then bent backward and scrubbed the underside in ...