There was the time, not too many years ago, I 'gave' myself a birthday present-a naked ride in my car.
I didn't have too far to go, perhaps 6 or 7 miles, but I decided that I was going to risk it all and drive naked during the day. As I sat behind the wheel, I removed my clothes and shoes and pushed them over to the passenger seat. Since it was summer and warm, driving bare-chested didn't seem out of place. While it wasn't exactly bumper to bumper traffic, there were a number of times I was stopped at a red light and in one case I was at the head of the line, so anyone crossing the street could see right into the front seat. A number of people did walk past, but they were looking in another direction or were too busy listening to the headphones to throw a glance my way.
Anyway, after about 20 minutes, much to my disappointment (and actual relief), I made it home. I had managed to give myself a nice little gift, while also giving myself the basis for a terrific new fantasy.