Pearl Brooks sat at her kitchen table, sipping on a cup of hot coffee as she waited for the chorus of alarms to go off upstairs. Her husband’s alarm would be the first to go off and lazily stumble towards the shower to start his day before coming down for his breakfast. She loved Max, there was no doubt about that, but their marriage had been sparkless for several years now. The passion was all but gone.
The other two alarms would go off around the same time, just in separate rooms. The alarms belonged to her twin fourteen year olds, Chase and Terri. They were almost inseparable at times. They did almost everything together. She couldn’t remember a single fight between them. During a rough patch in her marriage, both she and her husband agreed that the twins were the glue that held the family together.
Right on cue, her husband’s alarm went off and she quickly became animated. She dashed around the counter like a woman with a purpose. Eggs, milk, and orange juice were taken from the fridge and set on the counter. The frying pan was being heated up and bread was being put into the toaster. By the time the twins’ alarms started to go off, breakfast was nearly done.
She set bowls, the milk, and their favorite cereal on the table and was finishing up her husband’s eggs when Chase and Terri shuffled to the table like a pair of zombies from their favorite video game. They both had blonde hair, like their father, and both were suffering from a major case of bed hair.
They both perked up when they saw the box of Cap’n Crunch waiting for them. Pearl walked over and gave them both a peck on the cheek and said “good morning” before returning to shovel the eggs and toast onto her husband’s plate. He finally made his appearance, wearing the sharp black suit that she had pressed for him the night before.
“Looking good, Mr. Brooks,” she said with a giggle.
“Right back at you, Mrs. Brooks,” he answered, giving her a smile.
Oh! The passion was running wild that morning! Their marriage had all of the passion of a dead battery. There was a time that he would have embraced her in his arms and planted a forty second kiss on her lips that would weaken her knees. Now, they had reverted to giving each other compliments. Look out world, this marriage was sizzling!
She sat down and returned to her now luke-warm cup of coffee. She listened as Max conversed with the twins, asking them about school and what they had planned after school let out. The state of their marriage aside, the one thing that could never be debated was that Max was an amazing father. He worked long hours and had so much responsibility but he would push it all aside the very second the twins came to him for any reason.
There was no problem insignificant. No request was too big or too little. He was there for them whenever they needed it and that was one of the many reasons that she remained faithful to Max. It was one of his many charms and it always made the conversation between the three of them a joy to sit and listen to.
All too soon, breakfast was done. The dishes were dropped off in the sink and there was now a flurry of action going on. Max grabbed his briefcase, wallet, and keys before giving her a peck on the cheek and heading out the door. Chase grabbed his school clothes and headed for the downstairs bathroom to take his shower while Terri headed for the upstairs bathroom.
Pearl made short work of the dishes in the sink, placing the now dried dishes where they belonged. The Captain was shoved back into the cabinet between the box of Cheerios and the box of Cornflakes, both unopened. She downed the rest of her coffee and washed her coffee cup before drying it and putting it back up into the cabinet.
Ten or fifteen minutes later, both Chase and Terri reappeared in the kitchen, this time looking very presentable. They were both wearing their school uniforms and their hair was combed nicely. She gave them both money for lunch, another peck on the cheek and wished them a good day.
Just as they were heading towards the door, the doorbell rang. Chase opened it and Pearl’s heart stopped momentarily as she found the twins’ friend Scott standing at the door with his mom. Scott was a nice boy, always polite, and he always walked to school with the twins. His mother, Evelyn, however, was a limited edition bitch that came fully loaded with evil, vindictiveness, and a black heart.
“Hello, dear, I’ve come to visit with you for a little bit,” Evelyn said, smoothing out her lengthy peach colored skirt and matching jacket. Her long, curly brown hair was also beautifully done.
“That’s nice of you,” Pearl said through her gritted teeth.
“Bye, kids! Have a great day at school!” Evelyn said, waving as they headed down the sidewalk from the front porch. Pearl joined her in waving off the kids. Evelyn stopped and looked at Pearl. “It’s a shame they have no idea what a whore their mother is.”
The words stung Pearl. She was most certainly not a whore. She had even tried to reason with Evelyn, telling her that she would never so much as touch another man let alone cheat on her husband but Evelyn wasn’t wavering. At all. In her eyes, Pearl was a whore and nothing was going to change that.
Why? It happened because of a story she had read. Well, that was the start of it anyway. It was a story on the internet where a beautiful mother, what many referred to as a MILF, decided to be daring and go to a secluded spot, during the day, and strip naked before walking a little distance away from her clothes.
The author had put so much detail into the writing and passion seemed to be dripping off of every word. She must have read the story a dozen times before deciding that she wanted to feel what the main character felt. She went to a park about an hour away from her house, one with a small handful of hiking trails, and went to the furthest one she could find. About halfway down the path, she went a few feet into the woods and decided that was where she was going to give it a try.
The feeling had been much more intense than the story described as she pulled off her clothes. When she finally stood naked on her pile of clothes, it was the most passionate feeling she had ever felt. She was naked in public! In broad daylight! If she had gotten dressed right then and there, everything would have been fine. But, just like the story, she had to walk away from her clothes.
She had gone about fifty feet from her clothes and decided that was enough. When she returned, however, she found Evelyn, wearing a tracksuit and holding a water bottle in hand, standing on Pearl’s clothes with a shit-eating-grin on her face.
Pearl had forced threatened to take her clothes and leave her stranded if she didn’t allow her to snap full frontal photos using her cell phone. Pearl was nearly in tears as she dropped her arms and let Evelyn snap away, trying to figure out where this whole thing went wrong. How did the girl in the story get away with it?
The truth was, it was all a coincidence. Evelyn hadn’t followed her to the park and devised this entire scheme. She had actually already been running when Pearl arrived. The big coincidence, however, was that Evelyn had paused on the trail, a few feet from Pearl’s discarded clothes, to have a drink of her water. She took a quick look at her surroundings and was about to start running again when she spotted the clothes.
She figured that she had caught some stranger doing something naughty with a lover but when it was her son’s best friends’ mother, she was ecstatic. This was so much better than she could have ever imagined and had no reservations about telling Pearl that she now owned her. She told Pearl that if Pearl wanted to show her naked body off, Evelyn was going to make sure that she did.
That had been months ago and Pearl had never acted on it. They mostly talked on the telephone and that was when Evelyn starting calling her a whore. Today, however, she felt that would change. She had a feeling that Evelyn had something devious planned for her.
“Are you going to invite me in?” Evelyn snapped.
“Do I have a choice?” Pearl asked.
“No,” Evelyn said matter-of-factly.
Evelyn didn’t wait for a verbal invitation. Instead, she walked past Pearl and headed into the house. Pearl had no choice but to follow. However, when she reached the doorway, she found that Evelyn had shut the door. As she reached for the handle, she heard the lock click into place.
“Evelyn! Let me in!” Pearl pleaded.
“I think not,” Evelyn said. “At least not while you are wearing those clothes.”
“What?” Pearl asked, praying she didn’t hear Evelyn right.
“You heard me. The only way I am letting you back into your house is if you are standing on your front porch… NAKED!” Evelyn said with a cackle.
Pearl looked around, horrified. Some of her neighbors hadn’t left for work yet. There was no way she could take her clothes off in broad daylight. Not when it was almost a certainty that she would be seen.
Before she had a chance to delve too deep into her panic attack, she heard the lock on the door give way and the door opened. Evelyn stood in the doorway, laughing like a hyena. She stepped back enough for Pearl to enter and shut the door.
“I wish I could have seen your face. Don’t worry, you little whore, before this is all over, everyone in this neighborhood will see every square inch of you. However, I can’t let that happen anytime soon. As soon as that happens, my fun gets to end… or should I say OUR fun ends? You wanted to be naked in places you shouldn’t be… I’m going to make sure that happens as often as possible. Win/Win,” Evelyn said. “And I will be documenting every experience. If you fail to follow orders, every member of your family and every friend you have will receive the photos.”
Pearl was both relieved and terrified at the same time. The fact that the people in her neighborhood weren’t going to see her naked any time soon did make her feel a little better. However, Evelyn didn’t mince words. She was going to find herself naked in public. A lot.
“I’m actually going to let you off easy today. Go ahead and strip and we’ll get down to the rules,” Evelyn said.
“Is that really necessary?” Pearl asked with a sigh.
“Strike one,” Evelyn said, holding up one finger.
“Fine,” Pearl said, gritting her teeth again.
Pearl grabbed the hem of her pink silk pajama top and pulled it up over her head and tossed it on the floor. Reaching behind her back, she unhooked her bra and dropped it on her pajama top. She paused as she realized how weird it was that her bare tits were exposed in the same room that she and her family sat during movie night.
Evelyn snapped her fingers twice and Pearl groaned. Shoving the matching silk pajama pants to the ground, she stepped out of them and then yanked her panties down. She now stood in front of Evelyn completely naked.
“Still rockin’ that tiny thatch of pussy fur, huh? It’s cute. It makes you look even more naked. I like it. Okay. Rule number one. When you are home alone, you are to be naked,” Evelyn said with a smile.
“Come on! Don’t be unreasonable!” Pearl pleaded.
“Unreasonable? Okay, how about you have to be naked whenever you are in the house? No matter who is home. How does that sound?” Evelyn asked, raising her eyebrows.
Pearl’s eyes got wide and she immediately realized that she had made a mistake. She pleaded with Evelyn to change it back and thankfully, Evelyn nodded her head. Pearl breathed a sigh of relief. Crisis averted.
“I am going to change it back just this once. That is rule number two. If you complain about a task I give you, I’ll make it worse. From there, if you complain again, all of your friends and family members will be getting some photos to look at,” Evelyn told her.
Pearl simply nodded her head in agreement. Talking back just wouldn’t be worth it. She’d have to comply or deal with much worse consequences. Evelyn seemed pleased by her compliance.
“Rule number three. It is taking you too long to strip. You should be done in mere seconds. So, let’s cut out the bra and panties. In fact, when I leave here, I’ll be taking them all with me. Every bra, every panty, every thong…” Evelyn stopped and smiled, really driving the stake through Pearl’s heart.
Again, Pearl was reduced to a simple nod.
“I am really impressed. You want to complain, you want to fight back but you are refraining from making this any worse. Moving on to rule number four, your wardrobe. I want to push the envelope as much as I can during this winter. When summer arrives, we’ll let your inner whore out to play. During the winter, however, we are going to have some real fun. When the weather is cold, you will be wearing your coat,” Evelyn said.
Pearl stared at Evelyn like she was some kind of a moron. Of course she was going to be wearing her coat. What was she expected to do? Freeze?
“I can see it in your eyes, you haven’t figured it out yet. You must be getting slow. Whore, when you go out, you’ll be wearing your coat and nothing else. Sound delicious? Think about it. When you go to the supermarket, everyone around you will not realize that your coat is the only thing stopping them from seeing your naked body. Don’t you just love it?” Evelyn asked.
Pearl didn’t love it. She hated it. It was a horrible idea. She would have to purchase a longer coat. The coat she had now barely covered her ass. It would be obscene to be naked underneath it.
“In fact, do me a favor, you little whore. Put your coat on. I want to get a few photos of you in it,” Evelyn told her.
Pearl groaned but walked towards the door. There, hanging on the back of the coat rack was her obscenely short coat. She slipped it on and returned to Evelyn.
“Whoa. I never expected that! What happened to the knee length number you had?” Evelyn asked.
“It was too bulky,” Pearl said.
“Bulky or long?” Evelyn sneered.
“Long…” Pearl sighed, deciding that was the answer that Evelyn wanted to hear.
“Maybe we should go a little shorter?” Evelyn asked. “I mean, this one fully covers your buttcheeks. I’d rather have some of your cheeks showing. But, hey, I’ll let you have this for now. From here on, your coats are going to stay this length– or shorter. Not even a centimeter longer.”
Pearl could no longer hold back the tears. Evelyn was going to ruin her life and she didn’t even care. She had no heart and certainly no conscience. Evelyn laughed at the tears streaming down Pearl’s cheeks.
“Okay, I think you’ve had enough excitement for today,” Evelyn said, reaching down and grabbing Pearl’s bra and panties. “How about we go and get your bras and panties so that I can get out of here. You’ve got a lot to think about. Just be prepared for Friday afternoon. That is going to be our first outing.”
Pearl swiped at her eyes with her hands, wiping away most of the tears. She nodded her head and started towards the stairs with Evelyn right behind her. Her life was about to get very interesting– and not for the better.