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Nude Service

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“It does, yes,” Cassandra replied, “Sue and I always dress in pretty much the same way.” She looked down at herself and I hoped Jim had enough of her in shot to capture her pair of very short and very torn denim shorts, heeled sandals, and a baggy white t-shirt. It’s not often you see such a gorgeous pair of legs on a business program.

“But that’s not the whole story, is it?” I prompted Cassandra. “There’s one more piece to the puzzle of how you’ve managed to pull in customers from miles around?”

Cassandra smiled again. We had pre-planned how the conversation would flow, but Cassandra was great at improvising the words.

“Indeed, Tricia. We’d had this idea of serving in the nude but, until the appeal comes through, we can’t do that. But we don’t want anyone coming to a café called ‘Naked Women in Shorts’ and being disappointed, so we work dressed like this.”

On cue Cassandra grabs the bottom of her t-shirt and pulls it swiftly and smoothly over her head. She’s not wearing a bra underneath and I stare for a second at her perfect, small breasts. Her long hair falls over her bare shoulders and it occurs to me that if the café business ever fails she could easily turn to modelling. She’s almost impossibly thin and the denim shorts cover so little she’s as close to being naked as she can be, and still be legal. I’m suddenly insanely jealous of the combination of brains, beauty and youth.

Read the rest of the story, and 11 other ENF stories, in Naked Women in Shorts

Nothing To Borrow

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Model: Hannah Kirkelie

Photographer: Larsen Sotelo

With that, she skipped out of the room. Louisa thought for a moment. Maybe it would be fun, for an hour while the washing machine ran, to sit around nude with Tania. It wasn’t like Tania didn’t see her naked for half the weekends they spent together anyway.

Before she changed her mind, and not wanting to be halfway through undressing when Tania returned, she pulled her top over her head and dropped it onto a chair. She unfastened her bra and put it on her top, then pulled off her socks, unbuttoned her skirt and slid her knickers down before picking up the lot and piling them together on top of the washing machine.

When Tania came back into the room with a basket of clothes under one arm Louisa was sitting naked at the kitchen table, pretending to study the crossword on the back of the newspaper. Her heart was beating hard in her chest and her breathing was short and rapid as she pretended to concentrate.

Read the rest of Overstayed, and 11 other ENF stories, in Naked Women in Shorts

A New Way

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“The funny thing was that I had more men trying it on when I was clothed. The day I stripped naked was the day I scared them away and could finally sit in peace.”

Shall We Call It A Draw?

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Photo by Andrey Vapnichny

“So, here we are then,” she said to Iris.

“Yes, here we are.” Iris felt distinctly less comfortable like this than Selena seemed to. She daren’t look around the room. She leant forwards, rested her arm on the table and picked up her wine glass in her other hand. She involuntarily glanced at Selena’s breasts again. For the first time, she wondered what they would feel like; would they would fell the same as her own. Her lips pursed slightly.

“Here we are,” Selena said, “Just two naked girls having a drink.”

Iris laughed, the tension relieved for a moment. Iris had always had a wonderful smile.

“Well, I guess we can finally call this a draw, can we?” Iris said, leaning forwards and picking up her wine glass.

Read the rest of One Up, and 11 other ENF stories, in Just ENF