Why Isn’t Everyone Else Naked?

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“Wearing nothing but a confident smile and the same white stilettos as the previous day, I stepped out from the screen holding my box of clothes. The researcher grinned. I felt more naked than I’d ever felt before as I handed everything over.
“Don’t...

Wearing nothing but a confident smile and the same white stilettos as the previous day, I stepped out from the screen holding my box of clothes. The researcher grinned. I felt more naked than I’d ever felt before as I handed everything over.

“Don’t worry,” she said, “Everyone’s nervous, and you look amazing.” I already knew that, but it was kind of her to try to reassure me.

The assistant pushed the door open for me and I walked through. It closed gently behind me and I heard the lock click.

Taking a deep breath, sucking my stomach in and pushing my chest out I took the last couple of steps into the main room of the office. My head was spinning and then, as I looked around, I thought I must be hallucinating or dreaming: why was everyone else fully dressed?

I’ve had this dream a hundred times before and I wondered if I was about to wake up. Heads began to turn towards me and I felt their eyes on my naked body. I froze and was about to turn and run for the door, but I remembered I’d just heard it lock behind me.

David, one of the senior partners, walked past me carrying a box file. I saw his eyes glance down at my breasts. “Hey, you’re looking good today Jen. Have you done your hair?” He kept walking and I saw a smirk on one of the legal secretary’s faces. My fight or flight mode was kicking in, and flight wasn’t an option.

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You Want Me To Take Off What?

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““Where are you?” it said.
I smiled to myself and, rather than crossing the room, I sat at a low table, choosing a spot from which I could see her but it would be difficult for her to see me. There were about thirty or forty people seated around the...

“Where are you?” it said.

I smiled to myself and, rather than crossing the room, I sat at a low table, choosing a spot from which I could see her but it would be difficult for her to see me. There were about thirty or forty people seated around the room and one more person taking a seat didn’t attract her attention.

“On my way,” I typed.

A few seconds later there was another buzz. “Hurry up. I’m horny.”

I almost laughed out loud. Katherine had never been short on libido, and after a couple of glasses of wine… well, I knew what she had in mind for the evening. The bar was on the top floor of our hotel so we could be in our room within five minutes, but I figured I had some time to tease her.

“I don’t know. I’m tired,” I typed, “The conference went on and on.” I pressed send. The reply was almost instantaneous.

“The flight went on and on too,” Katherine replied, “But that’s no excuse.”

Katherine had flown in to join me at the end of the three day conference. Most delegates had just gone straight home, but I thought an extra couple of nights away would be fun, especially since the company was paying for my flight and the hotel room.

I didn’t even have a chance to respond before the next message arrived. “How long until you get here?” it said. Katherine really was in the mood.

“About 15 minutes,” I lied. I watched her throw her phone onto the table in exasperation and take another sip from her wine glass. Again, I almost laughed out loud.

“Might go straight to bed,” I sent with a smirk on my face. I looked up to see a waiter standing in front of me ready to take my order.

“Erm, can you do an Old Fashioned?” I asked him. Bzzz went my phone, dancing across the table.

“Si, signor,” the waiter replied. Bzzz went my phone again.

“NO!” said the first message.

“Me first. Then bed,” said the second.

“You’re that horny?” I typed.

“Yes,” was the almost instant reply.

“And you want me?”

“Yes!”

“To suck on your nipples?”

“Yes! Yes!”

“Between your legs?”

“Yes!”

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Just A Naked Job

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“Wearing nothing but a confident smile and the same white stilettos as the previous day, I stepped out from the screen holding my box of clothes. The researcher grinned. I felt more naked than I’d ever felt before as I handed everything over.
“Don’t...

Wearing nothing but a confident smile and the same white stilettos as the previous day, I stepped out from the screen holding my box of clothes. The researcher grinned. I felt more naked than I’d ever felt before as I handed everything over.

“Don’t worry,” she said, “Everyone’s nervous, and you look amazing.” I already knew that, but it was kind of her to try to reassure me.

The assistant pushed the door open for me and I walked through. It closed gently behind me and I heard the lock click.

Taking a deep breath, sucking my stomach in and pushing my chest out I took the last couple of steps into the main room of the office. My head was spinning and then, as I looked around, I thought I must be hallucinating or dreaming: why was everyone else fully dressed?

I’ve had this dream a hundred times before and I wondered if I was about to wake up. Heads began to turn towards me and I felt their eyes on my naked body. I froze and was about to turn and run for the door, but I remembered I’d just heard it lock behind me.

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Remember Last Time?

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“Malcolm moved his hand a few inches up Alison’s leg, working itself between the loose folds of her skirt. Still, the fabric lay across her lap, but Alison’s heart beat harder as Malcom’s hand stopped on the top of her thigh.
Alison took another sip...

Malcolm moved his hand a few inches up Alison’s leg, working itself between the loose folds of her skirt. Still, the fabric lay across her lap, but Alison’s heart beat harder as Malcom’s hand stopped on the top of her thigh.

Alison took another sip from her drink. Malcolm watched again as she reached for her glass and her top fell away from her chest then, as she put her arm down again, it again barely covered her. His eyes followed the line of bare skin from her neck, down her chest, and across her stomach. He imagined his lips kissing every inch of bare skin he could see. It had been months since he had last kissed her breasts, and suddenly he could think of nothing else.

“Do you remember last time we were here?” Malcolm asked Alison. She raised an eyebrow, too nervous to articulate words. “Back on our second date, you were wearing a blouse or something, and I think I tried to put my hand inside your top.”

Alison gave a small laughed at the memory. She had slapped at Malcolm’s hand at the time: it was too early in their relationship for her to give in that easily.

Malcolm reached over and put his hand on the top of her breast. “I think I was trying to distract you with a kiss,” he said, and he leaned towards her and their lips met. Alison’s eyes closed and she felt Malcolm’s hand move down her breast to cup her nipple. She gasped a little, but the kiss continued.

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How Did We Get Here? And Can We Come Again?

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“Alison followed automatically and found herself standing in plain sight of the rest of the bar. A dozen heads turned and a hush fell over the room. Alison went weak at the knees. Even while Malcolm had undressed her in the booth, she had never...

Alison followed automatically and found herself standing in plain sight of the rest of the bar. A dozen heads turned and a hush fell over the room. Alison went weak at the knees. Even while Malcolm had undressed her in the booth, she had never dreamt the private play would become a public one.

Malcolm started walking and Alison was towed along. Her stilettos rang on the wooden floor and she tried to compose herself. She couldn’t believe that she was doing this, walking naked through a bar, led by her husband, almost exactly as her character Alison had in one of her stories.

Out on the street the lights seemed dazzlingly bright. Her head was spinning and only Malcolm’s hand was keeping her steady. Her balance began to waver and Malcolm wrapped his arm around her waist to hold her. She turned into him and pressed her body up against his. The fabric of his shirt rubbed against her nipples, stimulating her even further, and then she felt his hard cock inside his trousers, pressing up against her pelvis. It was all too much.

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Just A Normal Day At The Office

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pbplaymates: “Nici Dee ” Wearing nothing but a confident smile and the same white stilettos as the previous day, I stepped out from the screen holding my box of clothes. The researcher grinned. I felt more naked than I’d ever felt before as I handed...

Wearing nothing but a confident smile and the same white stilettos as the previous day, I stepped out from the screen holding my box of clothes. The researcher grinned. I felt more naked than I’d ever felt before as I handed everything over.

“Don’t worry,” she said, “Everyone’s nervous, and you look amazing.” I already knew that, but it was kind of her to try to reassure me.

The assistant pushed the door open for me and I walked through. It closed gently behind me and I heard the lock click.

Taking a deep breath, sucking my stomach in and pushing my chest out I took the last couple of steps into the main room of the office. My head was spinning and then, as I looked around, I thought I must be hallucinating or dreaming: why was everyone else fully dressed?

I’ve had this dream a hundred times before and I wondered if I was about to wake up. Heads began to turn towards me and I felt their eyes on my naked body. I froze and was about to turn and run for the door, but I remembered I’d just heard it lock behind me.

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