Kieran is coming around in a while and then we’re going out to dinner. My heart is racing a bit, because Ha texted me and said she has absolutely no doubt that Sarah will not be expecting me to wear anything at all. I asked her if there was anyone new going and she didn’t reply so I’m suspicious now. But that won’t change my plans, obviously, so I’m going to be wearing short heels and a long coat and to hell with it.
Month: June 2019
House Rules
“Any decision was passed by a vote of all housemates, and every decision was binding. They had voted me out of my clothes before I even realised the trap I was in.”
Exhibitionist Diary – Friday 14th June 2019
StandardI had lunch with Jo today. I wanted to ask her about her love life but she was only talking about work. There are a couple of junior people joining and she wants to assign them to me. I guess that’s good, but I just hope they decide to pay me more soon. I’m a bit scared to ask outright.
We had a quick drink after work but then I went home. It was a lovely bright evening so I hung around in the nude, and who cares what the neighbours think, and then flirted with Kieran over the phone.
Am I Distracting You?
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“Here,” I said as I drew a box, “Is the parent company, and…” I turned round to check he was following and realised that he was staring at my backside pointing towards him. I guess I did look like the cover of a porn video as I leant naked over the flipchart.
“Erm, Kieran?” I said as he turned bright red, “Have you never had a meeting with a naked woman before?” We both laughed in relief.
“I’m sorry,” he said, “But I’ll try not to get distracted.” Half of me wanted him to be distracted, but we did have work to do. Maybe I should just ask for a five minute break to get dressed and then we could start again. Then an idea came to me.
“Can I borrow your jacket?” I asked him.
“Uh, sure!” he said, as if this was going to solve all of our problems. He stood and took his jacket off and held it out for me to take.
“And the shirt?” I said, and then realised by the look in his eyes that I was being far too naughty. “Just kidding! Just kidding!” I wondered what it would look like if someone walked through the door right now with Kieran handing his clothes to a naked woman.
Read the rest of The Naked Office, and 11 other ENF stories, in Naked Women in Shorts
Exhibitionist Diary – Thursday 13th June 2019
StandardKieran’s up for dinner on Saturday, so I guess we’re set! Now all I have to do is work out whether she actually does want me to turn up nude or not, or she was just joking. I mean, it could be a bit embarrassing if there are other people there who aren’t expecting it… But it could also be a lot of fun.
I went out and brought the washing in in my underwear this morning. At one point it would have felt brave, but after being nude around town at the weekend it’s pretty tame!
Busking Around Europe
“There are so many buskers in the town centre if you don’t have a unique angle you’ll make nothing at all. I made plenty.”
Exhibitionist Diary – Wednesday 12th June 2019
StandardHa dropped two big things today. One: she suggested we go on holiday together, with Lily and Kieran. Hire a cottage or something for a week. That sounds fun!
And two: Ha’s friend Sarah (who’s with George and friends with Mel), has asked us all around to her place for dinner, and she’s apparently made it very clear that “the naked girl” is welcome not to feel as if she needs to get dressed up! It made me all tingly to think of being in another stranger’s house with nothing on, so I had to say yes to that invitation.
A week together sounds a bit more daunting, though…
Exhibitionist Diary – Tuesday 11th June 2019
StandardMy last day at the start-up, so I thought I’d go out on a high note with the shortest dress I own and long socks (because it’s a bit cooler today) and left a couple of buttons open at the front. I tell you it was barely clinging to my body when I sat in their office and I hope I distracted them from their work for one last day! I made sure to say “goodbye” to them and told them they’d like the young guy who was taking over my role here, and they said nothing could replace me. One of the guys who tried to ask me out once looked really disappointed and I tried to give him a smile of “what might have been” when I left, even if nothing ever would have been.
One Way Glass?
“They told me it was okay, it was one-way glass. I hoped so.”
Nobody Will Know
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She looked at her clothes, or what was left of them. The knickers, bra, and coat sat piled on the stool. Back to beige it was, then, and back to being unsexy “nice” Susan. But perhaps she could wear her new bra and lace shorts for the rest of the day? That would feel so good, wearing that and nothing else beneath her long coat. That really would feel good. Maybe she could put them on now.
But no, she decided she would save them all for tomorrow night. Something this special should be saved and savoured, and, besides, it’s not like anyone else would see them anyway.
Oh dear, Susan thought to herself, bad Susan. No Susan. And then she started chuckling. Because if no-one could see them… why wear them at all?
“Are you having fun in there? Dare I ask?…” Marian’s voice came from outside.
“Just buttoning up!” Susan lied, standing still naked. Quickly, before she could change her mind, she picked up her old knickers and bra and shoved them into the flip-top bin in the corner of the changing room. She looked herself in the eye in the mirror. “You’re really doing this,” she whispered, and picked up the coat, put her arms in the sleeves, and carefully buttoned up all but the top two and the bottom two buttons. With the belt tied it was secure, and she looked down at her old shoes. Not long for you now, she thought as she slipped them on, wishing she could take Marian’s stilettoes instead.
Susan examined herself briefly in the mirror. Nothing appeared different from the way she had looked when she came in. She could just as well be wearing underwear, a low-cut top and a short skirt… She could be, but she wasn’t.
Read the rest of the story in Changing Rooms
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