After she went through the material, she realized that Lisa was both serious, and had a good plan to make a success of it. While she didn’t know the other people involved, she implicitly trusted Lisa, whom she’d been friends with since they started middle school.
The package included backgrounds on all the partners, including their education and experience, and what they were bringing to the venture. Nobody was quite thirty yet, but all were well experienced in their chosen fields.
Lisa set her up with a budget to start pulling material together for the online site. It wasn’t a rush, since they probably had six months to go before they would be able to open, but it was never too soon to start working on it.
In the meantime, she found a real estate agent to sell her condo, and prepared to move. This involved some serious downsizing, listing furniture and household sundry items on local sales boards and purging a great deal of her possessions. She realized that she wasn’t sentimental about most of it, and really didn’t feel any urge to ship the stuff to her new home.
When she thought about the upcoming experience, she realized something important; she was committing to nearly full time nudity for the foreseeable future. It gave her a deep feeling of excitement, mixed with a more than a little fear when she thought about it. She was looking forward to moving into Lisa’s new home, but being naked all the time would be a huge adjustment.
She decided the best way to get used to it, would be to just start doing it, especially since the weather was warming up. First, she went through her current wardrobe, getting rid of all the heavier clothes, she wouldn’t need them where she was moving anyhow.
Considering that she was continuing to work for a while at her office before giving noticed, she almost decided against the biggest step, getting rid of her underwear. Tami worked in an otherwise all male office, and while the guys were professional, they were certain to notice her change in outfits. She went ahead with it, when she realized that deep down, the idea really excited her, especially knowing that soon she would be across the country, and likely would never see any of them again.
Soon she was down to a few dresses revealing enough to have shocked her at another time, a few thin tee shirts and tank tops, some very worn cutoff jean shorts and not much else. That would be enough for her purposes, because she planned to be naked as much as possible outside of work.
On her first day in the office since making the commitment, she walked through the front door with butterflies in her stomach. She was wearing a thin yellow flower print sun dress. It was relatively loosely cut, and she felt like she had nothing on at all. The spaghetti straps holding it up left no doubt there was likely nothing under it. She made eye contact with one of her coworkers and gave him a sunny smile, continuing by to her desk. The other five guys in the office all looked up with varying degrees of surprise as she walked by and exchanged greetings.
She put her bag on her desk and pulled out her laptop, deliberately exaggerating her forward motion to allow anyone looking her direction a brief glimpse down the top of her dress. Immediately she felt her nipples harden at the prospect that she had been noticed. She’d never thought before about how exposed everyone was in the open office plan. Now she realized that all the desks faced inwards around the exterior of the space, and the desks didn’t have anything so old fashioned as a “modesty shield.” She was on full display to the entire office, something she now realized had been the case all along.
She walked to the kitchen and filled a jug to water the plants on her windowsill. She heard an audible gasp as someone realized that the sunlight streaming through her window, perfectly silhouetted her body through the thin material of her dress.
She returned to the kitchen, got a coffee, and sat down at her desk, pretending to be fully engrossed in her work. Several casual glances around let her know that nobody in the office was doing anything other than watch her every move.
She received an email from her agent, requesting time to meet with her and look over the condo. She replied that she would make herself available the next day and went to find her boss to let him know she needed to work from home. Frank readily agreed, although privately wistful that she wouldn’t be brightening up the office the next day.
The rest of her workday went by quickly, even though she was quite distracted. She’d never seen her coworkers so attentive, even though they’d always been very friendly with their pretty web designer. She made a special effort throughout the day to allow each of them to look down her dress, and at one point, “accidentally” provided a long view up her dress as she worked at her desk.
When she got home, she immediately pulled the light dress over her head, and tossed it the the edge of the couch. She laughed for a second at her coworkers’ reactions. It was a heady feeling to have a room full of guys lusting after her for the whole day.
She made a light dinner, and then turned on her computer. She found an email from Lisa, with an attached group photo. She looked over the group of happy naked people smiling at her, and felt a calm certainty that she’d made the right decision. She admired each person’s figure, and focused more than a little attention on Greg’s athletic and well endowed physique.
She decided to send a picture back, so she got her phone, and headed upstairs to the master suite, which had a full length mirror. She looked at herself for a second, comparing herself to the other women. She was average height, with curves in all the right places. She felt that her ass was her best feature, so she turned in such a way to capture that in her photo. Her shoulder length blonde hair and currently pale complexion set off delicate features and striking, bright blue eyes. She snapped a couple of pictures, and headed back down to the living room. She picked a couple of them that she liked and sent a reply.
The rest of her evening was spent researching different nudist resort websites, ostensibly to figure out how the competition did it. She started looking software for booking reservations and managing properties and clubs. She spent some time brainstorming names for the resort and sent the best ones she came up with to the team for consensus.
She headed to bed, masturbating to memories of a day spent teasing her coworkers.
Her alarm went off at the normal time the next morning, and she took a shower and did a quick straightening up in anticipation of the agent stopping by around noon. Soon she was at her dining room table, a leg curled under her, and engrossed in her latest web project. She worked throughout the morning, completely forgetting her state of undress as she chatted online with work.
Around 11:30, the doorbell rang, and she remembered her appointment. She had a moment of panic when she realized she was still naked! She felt a flood of relief when saw yesterday’s neglected sun dress still hanging over the edge of the couch. She hurried to the door, shouting “Just a second!”
She pulled the sun dress over her head, and hurriedly smoothed it into place. She opened the door to a pretty redhead in a business suit and greeted her new agent.
“Hi Tami, thanks for meeting me on such short notice.”
“Glad to meet you Tricia, come on in.”
Soon Tami was giving her a tour of the condo, and working out details with Tricia. They arranged for Tricia to return in two days with a photographer, to give Tami some time to fully prepare for it. She gave Tricia an extra set of keys so they could do what they needed while she worked.
As Tami closed the door behind Tricia, her eyes fell on the bands of clear glass on either side of her front door. She felt a little jolt, realizing that she’d probably given her real estate agent a full view of her naked body. With a rueful smile, she pulled off the dress and went back to work.
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A couple of days later, after letting Tami know first, Tricia showed up at the condo with a photographer in tow. They spent the morning staging rooms and taking lot of pictures. When they got to the bedroom, Tricia opened the closet for the photographer and was a little puzzled at how few clothes she found. Thinking back to the brief glimpse she had of her client through the glass, she was a little intrigued, if not entirely surprised. As the photographer moved to the bathroom, she surreptitiously checked the dresser drawers, again intrigued by their emptiness.
You naughty girl… she thought with a little smile.
When the photographer was finished in the bathroom, she told him she needed to use it, closed the door, and on a whim, removed her clothes. She took a couple of pictures in of herself in the mirror and sent them off to her husband, who had been trying to encourage her to be more daring. The scandalous act of stripping in her client’s house, with a colleague working in another room left her incredibly excited. She quickly got dressed again, but left the underwear off. She found herself with a dilemma: she couldn’t just stuff them in her purse, which she’d left downstairs on the coffee table.
She held her breath for a second, and opened the door. When she saw her photographer wasn’t in the room, she stepped out, feeling the cool air on her moistening pussy. She was about to make a beeline for the stairs, to go and get her purse, when she heard him coming back towards her.
In a panic, she opened the empty underwear drawer, and quickly dropped her bra and panties inside, turning to the door as he entered.
“Everything all right?” he asked.