Cindy walked quickly along the sidewalk back through the village. She was in a hurry to get ready for her date with Joe and did not want to be late. A couple times she almost tried to jog, but her sandals were not cooperative. She was also very well aware of the bounce beneath her blouse, and there was a fine line between hustling along the street and calling attention to her free swinging breasts.

The afternoon air swirled under her skirt, cooling those patches of wet skin between her thighs. It was amazing how the lack of such a small piece of clothing made her feel so bare and exposed to the world. Cindy was certain that every person she met on the sidewalk could tell she had just spent the last few hours stripped down to nothing and bent over in front of a casual acquaintance. She tried not to make eye contact any longer than necessary to avoid revealing her secret.

As she passed the coffee shops she saw a few people she knew, but gave them only a brief wave and kept walking. She fully expected her naughty jaunt to be detailed in the next issue of the town newspaper.

Cindy’s nipples were getting quite the workout against the inside of her blouse. Between all the time she spent baring her chest to Tony, and now the jiggling in the public street, her nipples were wide awake and trying their best to poke holes in the front of her outfit. She could not fully explain why she was so turned on by all this.

Cindy finally reached her house and had barely closed the front door when she started peeling off what little she was wearing. She left a trail of blouse, skirt, and sandals on the floor in a dash to the shower. She started the water running and waited for the hot to arrive. Unconsciously one of her hands slid down between her legs, rubbing over her vulva, applying a much needed pressure to the region and checking her condition before showering. It felt good to touch herself there, and a roll of her muscles worked its way up her torso as she stretched her body and pressed her hand into her soft skin.

Cindy stepped into the warm water and began washing. She started with her hair and worked her way down. She knew she had broken a sweat during her walk home, and wanted no trace of it left behind for her next date. After soaping her body and limbs she took her razor and began shaving her legs. She planned to wear a little black dress out to dinner and wanted her legs to be smooth. Although the dress came to just above her knees, Cindy did not stop shaving there. Something in the back of her mind was telling her “just in case,” better shave a little farther up. Soon she had reached the top of her legs and instinctively continued to lather up her vulva. With one foot up on the side of the tub she drew the razor up and over the delicate skin between her legs. She crossed from the thighs inward, from below upwards, and side to side just above her clit. When she was done all of her sensitive bits were surrounded by smooth slippery skin. A small patch of curly hair perched up on her pubic bone, just enough to prove her ability to grow hair, and provide contrast to her thorough shaving job down below.

Cindy spent a little extra time in the rinsing stage. It felt good running her finger through her smooth folds of skin. Her clit was awake and happy to be stroked by some wet fingers. As much as a quick orgasm would feel great, Cindy knew she didn’t have much time, and decided it best to let the energy continue to build. Her pleasure would have to wait for later that evening. If all went well, she might even have a little assistance with it.

Cindy stepped out and went through her usual post shower routine. Standing naked at the sink, applying moisturizer, drying her hair, and plucking a stray eyebrow hair. She admired her body in the mirror, turning to the side so that she could check out her profile. Satisfied that all her curves were still in the right places, she went to get dressed.

Joe had picked a very nice restaurant. It required a smart outfit, without pushing sexy too much. Cindy selected her favorite little black dress. It was simple, came to just above the knee, and showed a hint of cleavage. It fit snug to her body without looking too tight. The dress had a built in bra to work with the low cut back. The only undergarment Cindy needed to select were knickers. She looked through her drawer and chose a white lacy thong. It would not show any lines through the dress, and thongs always felt a little bit naughty. They’re not great for all day, but perfect for a night out. She added a strappy shoe with a medium heel and she was ready to go.

Cindy picked up the clothes she had dropped on the floor and started to tidy up, and then decided to meet Joe outside so that he would not have to come into her house. At 5 minutes before 6 o’clock she walked outside to wait beside the road. When she reached the sidewalk she found a man standing beside a car.