Chapter 16: Sara – Wednesday – Clothing Optional TV
After her experience at the self defence class and the support Jane had given her when she reported her earlier accidental flashing escapade Sara was feeling much more confident about being naked. She also noticed how incredibly hot it was. At 8am it felt like midday. Not even feeling naked she showered and ate breakfast, chatting with Jane’s brother, Daniel’ as he stood nude in the kitchen scoffing down a bowl of cereal. Chrissie was not around and Alistair could be heard in his office talking to somebody in New York. Sara cleared the dishes away and returned to the bedroom to get dressed.
She had laid out a cropped tee shirt from Jane’s wardrobe which was only a little tight across her chest. She pulled it on and worked her breasts around so that they were covered but showed quite dramatic cleavage and her projecting nipples only just covered by the thin cotton. The hem was an inch above her naval showing off her lightly tanned midriff. Jane lay in bed and lustily watched her dress and smiled her approval when she chose a thin, full skirt that was long enough that she would just be able to sit on the back when she was cycling and would flop down to conceal her pudenda when she stopped at the lights or if she stood to pedal hard.
Immediately her top began to feel hot and constraining and she removed it allowing her breasts to swing free. She considered going topless but chickened out and looked in the wardrobe for an alternative. Finding a thin cotton sleeveless shirt with lace trim. It buttoned down the front and the lower button closed comfortably just above her navel. She slipped it off again and kept it in her hand.
Kissing her lover goodbye Sara mounted her bicycle and only then did she put her shirt on and do the single button up. She then coasted down the hill into town. The wind blew her skirt up against her stomach and she enjoyed the sensation of of the wind cooling her labia and clit. She stood on the pedals to gather more speed. The shirt button came undone and the shirt blew our behind her. If passers by saw and enjoyed the view of Sara bare breasted and exposed pudenda she was going too fast to do anything about it, she felt concerned at first but then resolved to ‘own it’ and pedaled harder.
Only after she had brought the bike inside her building did she button her shirt again. Work felt more normal than it had and her scant clothing was soon forgotten as she became busy at her computer. There was a big list of overnight orders to process and she had to work on the sale list. The directors kept changing their minds about which items would be included in the sale and how much they should be marked down.
The temperature continued to rise and the air-con didn’t seem to be having any effect. Sara felt a desire to strip off right there in her office chair but repressed it. She did however slide her skirt up for more air and unbutton her shirt.
Whilst she was eating her lunch sandwich her boss, Callum, walked into the staff room totally naked. Sara stared in amazement. She knew he was hairy, he often wore a kilt and displayed his hairy legs, but it had never occurred to her that his body hair would be so extensive. He was furred all over and his pubic hair was just a rather denser thickening of the general mass. Sara caught herself looking at his thick, stubby penis. It nestled in his fur so that only the uncircumcised tip was visible.
He caught her eye and, observing her direction of gaze, smiled slightly. The room was occupied by seven other members of staff who were also having lunch. One or two of them looked a little offended but resigned to the changes.
‘Sorry to barge in, I’ve just been putting these up around the showroom and in the car park before the TV crew arrive.’ Callum held up a colorful circular sticker with a big CO in the middle of it and ring of small text around the outside. The same one that Sara had seen on the window of Conchita’s deli. ‘Be warned all of you that naked customers could come in at any time and they will be welcomed.’
‘Does that mean that Strip Down Friday is going to become permanent?’ one of the older staff asked.
‘We will be giving a small discount to customers who come in nude and collect their purchases themselves any day of the week. It will be a feature of our new TV advertising, which brings me to why I am naked today and why I would like those three staff members who are going to work naked on Friday to come into the showroom in twenty five minutes to be filmed for the advert and a short feature that the local TV are going to run on tomorrow night’s news.’
‘You want us to come into the showroom naked and appear naked on TV?’ asked Maryanne.
‘Yes that’s right . Please appear just as you will be on Friday.’
There was a shocked silence and the three, looked at one another. Then Maryanne shouted ‘Whoopee,’ got up and threw her dress off, slinging the old sleeveless garment forcefully into the waste bin. She wore no other clothing ‘Will it be OK to be nude at work all the time from now on?’
‘Certainly’ replied Callum, ‘we are now totally clothing optional for staff and customers.’
‘It’s a good job I shaved this morning and gave Ronnie a trim,’ laughed Maryanne. ‘Come on Ronnie show them my handiwork.’
Ronnie was a little slower to remove his Roman style tunic and he folded it with care re-fastening his leather belt with it’s tool pockets around his naked torso. Maryanne’s trimming had given him a neat delta shaped bush. Below this, his penis and balls and were completely bare and slightly shiny with oil, as was the rest of his body. He blushed as he started to become erect. ‘Sorry,’ he said,’I’ll get it under control, I think I had better go and get to work on that bespoke server system that was giving trouble yesterday.’ He started to leave the room but Maryanne hugged him close. ‘This is going to be so cool,’ He hugged her back for a short time and then backed off. ‘Better go or I will never get Percy under control before the film crew want me.’
Sara watched this with a pit of fear gnawing at her stomach and she was shaking. Was she ready? Could she cope? Although she had never actually confirmed strip down Friday she had felt herself committed to it, for Friday, but today was only Wednesday. She swallowed hard and muttered ‘OK I’m in, twentyfive minutes then.’ She headed for the women’s bathroom and sat on the toilet for several minutes. Finally gathering herself together she left the stall and stood in front of the mirror. Slowly she removed her shirt and watched her breasts bounce free and shake as she re-adjusted her hair. Her nipples has become hard and erect.
Reaching down she slowly unbuttoned her little skirt. It was so short it only just covered her pudenda and she knew it rode up revealing her buns every time she bent over and she still remembered the rush she felt when it flapped up as she cycled to work. But it was still a skirt, clothing, and now removing it made her feel very exposed and vulnerable. Steeling herself she folded her clothes, took them out into the lobby and placed them in the basket of her borrowed bicycle. Carrying her purse she returned naked to her desk. Entering the office she shared with three others was the next challenge. They all knew she would be naked but how would they react to this in the flesh? All of her!
Only Angela and Simon were at their desks. Sara noticed that Angela, who was in her late forties and somewhat overweight had unbuttoned her blouse revealing a lacy bra supporting her large D-cup breasts. Angela looked her up and down, smiled and winked. She returned the smile. Simon was working on a layout for the website and didn’t look up from his screen.
Sara sat down and called up the first of the next list of orders for processing. She resolved to focus on work and try to forget she was nude. Why was it so difficult? She had been constantly naked at Jane’s, at Alice’s and around her neighborhood over the last three days. And had even chatted to people outside Starbucks, but all that seemed tame compared to being naked at work and now this was coming to be a reality.
After about fifteen minutes her office phone rang. It was a customer who’s computer was in for repair.
‘OK Mr Adams, according to my screen It’s not ready yet, I’ll call the technician.’ Sara dialed the workshop extension but the line was busy. She switched back to the caller. ‘Sorry Mr Adams I am getting no reply. I will have to check in the workshop and see if it’s nearly finished. I will call you right back.’ She knew it was useless to message the technicians as they always ignored her.
She hung up the phone and left her desk. Standing up Sara suddenly felt vulnerable and shaky although the other employees appeared not to notice she was naked. Looking at them they seemed far more relaxed than normal. And wore less clothes. While she was concentrating on her work Simon had removed his shirt and Angela had removed her bra slipping her top back on but leaving it unbuttoned allowing her breasts to swing free. Her erect nipples peeked out as it swung open. Angela gave another little smile ‘Too hot for bras in here since Callum reset the air conditioning.’ she commented.
The repair and bespoke build workshop was off a short corridor which lead to the rest rooms and through to the warehouse at the back of the building. It was a mostly male domain although the chief engineer was a woman. Sara opened the door with a shaking hand and was surprised and relieved to see that all six engineers were completely naked.
Intern trainee Monica smiled a welcome. ‘Hi Sara do you like our new dress code?’
‘Wow! How did that come about?’
‘When Ronnie came into the room nude after lunch the boys all tried to get me to strip off to match him. “No Way” I said unless you all do so. The men were reluctant but Mary pushed them to it. She then said “and I will strip as well if you strip.” We debated it for a while and first one guy took off his shirt, and then another until they were all topless. Mary followed suit.
‘I still had my dress on and the guys pushed me to remove it. “it’s all I have on,” I responded. “Now the pants” said Ronnie standing up and displaying a semi erection. “You can’t expect Monica to be naked if you keep yours on. They eventually complied and Mary did likewise. She was wearing pants and a thong which she peeled off. Well there they all were with it all hanging out, so I finally gave in and pulled my dress over my head, shaking my hair out and letting it flap over my breasts. Now I am beginning to like it, being naked is getting really comfortable and I might even drive home naked tonight.’
Sara identified the customers computer and found that it was finished. Just that nobody had gotten around to dealing with the paperwork. She returned to her office and called the customer back. She then continued processing orders. There were several click & collect orders that were wanted immediately, She checked them and forwarded them to the warehouse.
Sara found it almost impossible to to concentrate on her screen. She was still shaking and at the same time she was wet and very aroused, her juices soaking into the protective seat cover. At any time the message would bleep onto her screen asking her to go to the front desk where the TV cameras would be rolling.
The door to the showroom opened and Jenny came through with a sheaf of papers. She was wearing her usual tight cuffed jeans shorts, but had removed her top and her small but beautifully rounded breasts with large areolas and conical nipples bobbed as she walked. ‘There are two customers with these collect forms and the film crew are ready for you so Callum asks if you can take over please.’ She went to the collect rack at the back of the office and lifted down a package handing it to Sara and picked up another for herself.
Sara took her package and, breaking out into a sweat she carried it reluctantly towards the door. It was a big box and she held it against her front but then had to push the swing door with her butt to open it emerging bare ass backwards into the narrow space behind the check out counter. As she turned round she was suddenly aware of the TV camera trained right on her.
The cameraman was a young long haired guy wearing a short kilt and nothing else, except for a crystal on a leather thong around his neck. He grinned and waved at her. ‘Hi, you must be Sara. That was a good entrance, can you do it again please but push the door a bit harder with your ass so that it swings right back and then hold the package a bit higher so it’s immediately obvious you are totally nude. We will be editing the advert down to about 30 seconds so we have to get as much as we can into every shot. The one we have just taken will be good for the before 9pm slots but we need another more explicit shot for the late night ones.’ The customer who was standing by the counter watched with his eyes popping and a silly grin on his face as Sara went in and out of the door several times before the TV crew were happy with the result.
Ronnie followed her in. He had been called to come and look at a faulty laptop which a young student in a very short mini dress had brought in. He seated himself and opened the laptop on a table. The student leaned over beside Ronnie and they were arranged by the film crew so that it was obvious that Ronnie was naked but his crotch was screened. The student then reached down and scratched her naked bun cheek lifting her skirt in the process as she appeared to explain the problem. The film crew were pleased with the result and the watching customers applauded. All but one.
This was a middle aged man dressed in jeans and a plaid shirt who looked very hot and uncomfortable. He stared disgustedly at the naked people, especially the nude Callum who was talking to the TV reporter. She was dressed in jeans and a very low cut top that only just covered her nipples and which in other situations would have looked very risque but here seemed almost conservative.
Sara had to talk to this man next and process his collection and he glared at her naked body giving a show of staring at her face but couldn’t help his eyes continually dropping to her breasts. She stood close to the counter to avoid him the embarrassment of looking at her crotch, and her own discomfort at his intense but hostile stare. She processed his card payment and handed him his goods as quickly as possible.
Sara then had to deal with several other customers including two young men who stared and grinned lasciviously, one even grabbed his crotch and made obscene gestures.
The reporter then interviewed Sara about being publicly naked, ‘for a documentary’. She was very supportive and put Sara at her ease and She told her almost the whole story of her conversion, only leaving out her row with Peter. The reporter had already interviewed Paula of the Nustock Body Freedom Association and people from several similar organizations in California and this would be the main part of the program.
When the film crew had finished she was glad to get back to the office and her chair. The TV reporter followed her and asked her pose naked at her computer for a still shot ‘for the website’.
When they finally left Sara went and got dressed in her skirt with relief, she left the her shirt off. Her minimal skirt seemed really enveloping after the intense exposure.
She cycled home two hours later with her clothes, now including her shirt, carefully arranged to avoid even the skirt flying up. She cycled home up the hill hot and sweating with her top sticking wetly to her to find that Jane was out. Chrissie, was lounging by the pool and she warmly welcomed and asked about her day.
‘Really scary! I was nude in the showroom and filmed nude for a TV advert. Pity Jane is out, I really wanted her shoulder to cry on.’ Sara told her.
‘Didn’t she phone you? David her ex boyfriend came by on a flying visit from college and she’s gone out. I doubt you will see her tonight.’
Sara checked her phone and found the battery was dead, she must have looked crestfallen as Chrissie put her arm around her. She felt strange being hugged by a naked older woman but her arms were comforting.
Chrissie smiled sympathetically, ‘Why don’t you chuck those sweaty clothes in the wash and take a quick dip. Then you can help me get tea, the boys have made themselves scarce as usual. You can tell me all about it.’
Sara gave her a stressful half smile and did as she suggested, stripping right there on the terrace and plunging straight into the pool. Shortly after she entered the water the heavy rainstorm which had been brewing all day began and Chrissie rushed out to collect things from the patio. Emerging from the pool Sara helped her and was soon cooled by the rain. Toweled off and much refreshed they returned to the kitchen fifteen minutes later where they began preparing the meal. Two naked women working together and discussing the day.
Chrissie also explained about David. He had been Jane’s boyfriend all through high school but they had cooled off lately and had stopped being a ‘couple’ when he had gone off to college. Jane still found him irresistible however and had immediately gone off with him when he called. ‘She left you a note on the bed saying sorry and hoping you had a good day.’
Sara reported her goings on in detail to Chrissie who was very encouraging, ‘I’m sure you will get on OK we have been nudists for so many years that it seems nothing to us but hostility from others is daunting and I’m only just getting used to being able to go out to town nude.’
Sara was not really thinking about nude at work. Although she missed Pete she was acutely aware that if they got back together she would miss Jane as a ‘fuck buddy’ almost as much. Now David being back made fuck time with Jane seem even more unlikely.
‘I wouldn’t want to come between you.’ Jane had told her the previous night when they were discussing her getting back together with Pete. ‘I too really prefer sex with men so what we do together will never be the main course, but as a friend I do really love you and love it when we fuck. Tell him gently that we have been sharing a bed when the time is right and see what he does.’
Sara kept quiet about this with Chrissie and re-focused on her day. She described her hairy boss and her feelings as she performed naked for the advert. Chrissie was amused although she was less impressed by Callum’s hairiness. She thought Sara very brave, even as a naturist of many years experience she was still shy out in the town.
‘The advert will air tomorrow night and next week so I will soon be seen nude by everybody. There will also be a documentary about Nustock Body Freedom and I may be featured in this as well.’
“The boys”, Jane’s 14 year old brother, Daniel and Alistair her father, arrived home for dinner just as it was ready and they sat around the kitchen table, all naked and it seemed totally natural. Dinner over “The boys” cleared away and stacked the washer Alistair then went to his study and Daniel disappeared to his bedroom.
Sara and Chrissie were about to watch the evening news on the local channel when there was a knock on the door.
To be continued