Author: Biker
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Summary: Already under-dressed, Jenny cleans her car out at a garage, with a very powerful vaccum.
Jenny drove the car from the beach, her mind in disorder from the recent experience she'd just been put through.
The constant bouncing of her unfettered breasts as she drove along reminded her constantly that she was without her bikini top and the burning embarrassment of being stripped of it in public only served to reinforce her humiliation.
She cursed her stupidity for the upteenth time for giving in to the whim that made her once again buy a bikini which simply tied itself about her body rather than the usual clasp fitting top and safe panty type bottoms, she really ought to have learned her lesson in light of what those horrid boy scouts did to her just a few weeks ago with the kite episode, and the horror of trapping herself in the bus with them all, oh those hands had gotton everywhere! she shuddered at the memory she could almost hear the laughter of crowd that time too just like she'd heard a few minutes ago......
She'd been laying face down in the sand, her top untied so as not to mar the suntan she hoped to get when a little brat threw a bucket of cold water over her and as she jumped up in shock, she'd seen him snatch her bikini top up and the run away as fast as his legs could carry him ran off to the horizon, she'd tried to catch him but with her rather ample breasts bouncing and with the people watching her she quickly gave up and covered herself with her hands and sheepishly turned back to her bag and beach towel to put something over herself. As she got closer to her little niche on the crowded beach her heart began to thump within her chest as she realised the bikini thief had been a decoy for another who'd stolen her bag and other articles...Oh God! including the keys!!!
So with burning cheeks she had left the beach with the echos of laughter following her all the way to the car park, she'd picked up a few followers in that short walk, all male with burning eyes as they waited for her to use her hands to do something else besides cover herself with.
The car was brand new and her husbands pride and joy, her husband had had the forsight to hide a spare ignition key in a little hideaway place on the car so she was relativly safe as regards getting home, what concerned her the most was she couldn't remember if the clothes bag she had with her was on the back seat or locked in the boot (trunk), retrieving the key amid catcalls and whistles she got into the car and with sinking heart saw that the back seat was empty, Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no please don't let this be happening she thought, by now her entourage had gathered about the car with faces pressed to the window and huge smiles on their faces as they seemed to have figured out before Jenny, that it's quite hard to drive a car without your hands, especially with a manual gear change.
Gulping down her embarrassment Jenny forced one hand to turn the ignition key and the other to select 1st gear.
The cheer that went up was loud and her cheeks reddened more.
Somehow she forced the car through the gathering crowd and out onto the road and away.
Scanning the road ahead she looked for a suitable place to pull over and open the trunk. Hoping that the only key she had would be the same as the boot lock. Otherwise she was in BIG trouble!!.
Findind a suitable place she checked about her and quickly got out clutching the key like a life line, after she stopped her hands trembling she fitted the key in, and turned it.......or tried to at least. Up the other way she thought......still no luck it was a different lock!.
She was close to panic now.
All she wore, was a triangle of white cloth about 5 inches at its widest covering her pussy, at the back was about the same and the piece passing between her legs was barely and inch or two wide
This was terrible!
She got back into the car and almost gave into crying, her knuckles white on the steering wheel as she gripped it so hard. She worked out all sorts of scenarios for getting home but all relied on the whole population being struck blind as she drove through the city centre and the chances of that happening were slight.
Wait a minute!!!! she'd remembered when they'd bought the car, only a couple of weeks ago her husband had spent ages polishing it and cleaning the inside and he'd used an old shirt! knowing her bad luck but hoping anyway she popped open the glove compartment. She almost cried with relief as the large white shirt fell into her hands.
She climbed out and slipped her arms down the sleeves and searched for the buttons to do it up but then remembered she'd cut them off to use as spares just in case. she solved the problem by simple knotting the shirt tails together under her breasts, she checked her reflection in the car window and thought "Hmmmm not too bad, hee! hee! kind of sexy in a way." she swayed her hips in a girlish attempt to look provocative, her relief was overwhelming as she got back into the car. She had covered herself and knew that the drive home would only be a formality, rather than a harrowing experience topless.
Before she set off she ran through her mind just what she'd lost in the robbery and dimissed the items, she had no purse today only a small wallet with £20, a towel, some old sandels and a T shirt and skirt in the old beach bag. £20 was not too bad, it would have paid for lunch out and other items, she wrote them off as lost the only inconvenience was the loss of the keys "Ah well these things happen I'm just kind of unlucky." she thought, "quite a bit actually." she frowned.
Her state of mind was balancing itself with the confidence the old shirt brought her, she soon became used to the jiggle and bounce of her unsecured breasts beneath the shirt.
Later she sat in a small traffic jam and felt a little uncomfortable sitting on the seats with the sand under her, "Oh my" she thought, her husband would have a blue fit if her saw the state of the car, now covered in sand and ground into the carpet and seats, there was no way she could take it home like this! she'd have to stop and vacuum it out before going home.
(you lot have just got a big grin on your faces you know that! ...shame on you!)
Jenny knew of a service station with a good Vacuum machine and around the back of the buildings too so she couldn't be seen in her present semi naked state.
She arrived without incident and found the change in the ashtray she needed for the Vacuum machine, parking the car close to the machine she got out and saw that the machine accepted only tokens, not cash. So swallowing her dignity she went around and into the shop, the auto door swished open "Just like in Star Trek" she thought absently.
The shop teller looked up from the magazine he was reading and thought he'd just won the lottery as this lovely blonde walked in, he could see the shirt didn't provide much in the way of support, and those tits were 100% natural too! and those legs!! God this girl was a looker, his admiring gaze moved up from her legs and seemed to lock onto the small triangle of cloth over her crotch. Jenny felt her cheeks flush as his concentration seemed to focus on what lay BEHIND the thin cotton, she moved her hands down in an attempt to cover herself but gave up as it seemed futile, she swallowed hard as she got to the counter and asked for a token for the Vacuum machine, the teller asked if she wanted the the "Soopersucker" or the "Deeeeelux Hurricane!" apparently the Deelux Hurricane was the stronger of the two and she chose that one.
The teller who's name badge identified him as "Owen" barely glanced at the cash as she handed it over as his eyes were firmly glued to her cleavage. she collected the token and turned and left knowing that her barely covered bottom was now recieving the intense stare he afforded the rest of her, she picked up her pace a little as she left the shop, slightly annoyed at the behavior of the teller, "Why is it every male seems to try and undress me with his eyes?" She thought to herself and was glad that that nobody could actually do that!
Finally she got the token into the Vacuum machine and with a quiet whine the machine began its hungry work of sucking up the sand from the carpets and seat covers, one particularly tough spot called for a little more effort and then the machine seemed to suddenly whine twice as fast with the increased load and the stain was gone in seconds without a trace of ever existing, climbing into the car she began to search for the out-of-the-way places she may have missed.
Her bottom was waaay up in the air and the thin cotton did nothing to hide what lay between those soft thighs. Every curve and fold of tender flash was seen pressed against the thin cloth, her hip rubbed against the seat back as she reached between the seats for the small scrap of something in the cramped space there. Something sharp caught her wrist as she moved it and her hand jerked back and hit the recline lever which suddenly jolted the seat forward trapping her hand.
"owwoWW!" she muttered, but she couldn't remove her hand without it hurting more, she moved to a more comfortable position and put down the nozzle of the cleaner, but it went a little crazy jerking around on the dash, so clamping it under her armpit, she moved her other hand to the seat control fumbling with the knob, she got the control and began to turn the knob to adjust the seat backwards, with the effort the Vacuum tube moved and then suddenly clamped itself onto her right breast which sealed off the intake, the machine began to wind itself up for a big suck, she let go of the seat adjuster and quickly got the pipe off of her boob, but not before the vacuum had taken a big gulp of shirt!.
The simple granny knot came undone and half the shirt went up the pipe, and still the whining increased!.
Frantically Jenny tugged at the shirt but the machine seemed possessed as she fought a one handed battle with it, she began to pull the shirt out of the nozzle, an inch at a time, but the machine wasn't going to be denied its lunch and settled into "Deeeeeelux hurricane" mode and wolfed down another inch of two of shirt. Jenny lost all the shirt she'd managed to pull out and more besides.
Jenny knew she had to free herself to tackle this sucker, she let go and began in earnest to wind the seat back to free her hand.
What seemd like ages her hand became loose but still reamined stuck, but strangely the Vacuum machine seemed to be getting stronger for it increased it's whine up an octave or two as it slipped into higher gear "For those really stubborn bits" The nozzle by now had crept around to the middle of Jenny's back and seemed to be lodged there pulling on the shirt.
Her breasts had been exposed ages ago and they swang to a fro violently in her struggle to remove her hand and free herself.
Even above the noise of the mad vacuum pump she heard the faint but unmistakable sound of ripping cloth.
Redoubling her efforts to wind the seat faster her fingers slipped on the smooth plastic. She could feel the coller beginning to creep away from the back of her neck as the starving machine munched more shirt.
"Oh no Oh no" Jenny began to chant as she slipped again on the knob but as she did the shirt itself tore off of her and was sssssssuuuucked up the dark hole of the tube Just as her hand came free.
"Oh God. Too late!" she cried
Now in the "Deeelux Hurricane" mode the nozzle went wild in the cab of the car thrashing about like a demented and very hungry snake, bouncing around. Jenny could do nothing but duck down as the nozzle swished by her head, it bounced once or twice on her shoulders then layed on her back, suddenly terrified it might suck her hair into the pipe Jenny arched her back and felt the nozzle slither down her back the cold air being drawn over her skin in its path, the nozzle lay facing up her back and the pipe lay over her bottom like a wierd sort of tail, she moved forward a little to try and catch the pipe before it went crazy again.
When its feasting mouth locked onto the bikini bottoms!
Jenny went out of her mind with fear clutching at the slithering knots as they undid themselves!
Absolute terror gripped Jenny as the tiny bikini bottoms were slowly sucked into the thin pipe fractions of an inch at a time, she could feel the thin cords moving under her fists as she held tightly onto the knots in a hopelss battle. tufts of blonde pubic hair appeared above the white triangle and more crept into sight in search for daylight.
Somehow Jenny was able to clamp her thighs about the pipe and pulled it away from herself, looking down she could see the hole of the nozzle filled with her panties. and still it ate more!
After what seemed a long fight all she could see were four cords leaving the mouth of the nozzle and nothing covered her now as all the fabric that clothed her was drawn into the whoooshing pipe, enevitably the cords snapped under the extreme stress and the pipe thrashed abut the cab once more.
Dazed, Jenny lay there on her back, her legs knees drawn up and without a stitch of clothes on her, her eyes were closed as she muttered "No no no no no no" as the whining of the vacuum finally wound down, her token had bought all the time she could afford.
The car looked great, all spic and span not a grain of sand or scrap of rag in sight Jenny would have been very proud of her efforts if she didn't have other things on her mind just then.
Eyes still closed she swung herself round until she sat in the drivers seat shaking her head in denial at what had occured, groaning she opened her eyes and was close to tears at her predicament she was totally naked, her lush young body stripped of every scrap of cloth.
She knew she would have to drive through town now, there was no other option. She just had to hope that no one would see her but since it was 4.45pm the roads would be filling with traffic very soon as people left work and the chances of being caught were high!
Maybe she could drive somewhere else and wait the evening out and head home under the cover of darkness?, the more she thought about it the more she liked the idea the roads nearby had some tiny lanes she could hide in one of them and just wait out the few hours till it was dark.
Her thoughts were interupted by a coach pulling around the corner and parking a few hundred yards away, another drove by and parked beside it, doors were flung open and what seemed like a thousand Boy scouts bundled out, most in their late teens and all looking around for something to amuse themselves with and heading towards the shop.
In her direction!
Jenny shuddered at the memory of the last time she had had a run in with scouts.
"No way. Not again!"
She reached up to turn the ignition key to start up the car and speed off. As she did so her hand bumped into the pipe and nozzle of the demon vacuum pump.
The nozzle was pressed tight to the steering column!
"Oh No!..........please........... NO!!!!!"
Jenny lifted the nozzle away, her chin quivered and her eyes went wide as she looked upon empty ignition switch.
It seems the Demon Vacuum cleaner enjoyed keys for dessert following an all cotton diet!