“Fine, sorry, where are we?”
“I think I have everything I need.”
“Great!”
Inwardly, she began to feel a sense of dread as she realized that she wasn’t going to be able to retrieve her underwear without getting caught. She played along, and left with her photographer. Her mind was racing, but she and the photographer had a busy schedule that day, and she really didn’t know how she was going to get back retrieve her clothes.
Mentally kicking herself at her crazy impulse, she left for their next appointment, and called Tami to let her know they were finished in the condo.
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A couple of days later, Tricia came back when Tami was finished with to meet with her about the pictures, and discuss how they’d market the condo. Tami greeted her warmly at the door, and noted that Tricia seemed a little nervous. It might have been her imagination, but it also seemed that her breasts were swaying a bit freer than the last time they’d met.
Tricia was worried that Tami would be angry, but she seemed to be oblivious to Tricia’s actions. She really liked the short coral colored dress that Tami was wearing, which showed off her bare back, and surprising amount of leg. She felt self conscious of her own lack of underwear, even though it was somewhat less obvious due to the opaque burgundy blouse and knee length black skirt.
The meeting concluded, with all the pictures approved, Tami excused herself for a minute, and left the room. When she returned, she was carrying Tricia’s missing bra and panties.
Tricia gasped and turned a deep crimson at the realization that she had been caught.
“I’m so sorry! If you want to fire me, I completely understand!”
Tami placed the underwear on the table next to Tricia’s laptop and gave her a smile.
“I admit I was a little surprised when I opened the drawer, since I don’t own any of those. My tits aren’t as big as yours either.”
Tricia hid her face in her hands.
“I’m so embarrassed. I’ve never done anything like that in my life.”
“I notice you’ve kept it up. It’s kind of addicting, isn’t it? Do you think your coworkers have noticed?”
“I don’t see them that often, but my husband has definitely gotten more attentive.” She said with a soft laugh.
Tami reassured her she wasn’t angry, more amused. She explained why she was selling the condo. She told Tricia that considering that she was going to be working full time at a nudist resort, she started getting rid of clothes she no longer needed.
“I can hardly complain at anyone else’s clothes, can I? On that note though, do you mind if I make myself comfortable?” Tricia hesitated a second, but then nodded, and Tami lifted the short dress over her head, showing that she wore nothing under it.
“Ah. So much better, I’ve really started to enjoy this feeling. You’re welcome to join me. Don’t be bashful on my part.” She sat down in a chair opposite Tricia and crossed her legs.
Tricia had a brief moment of panic, but she felt her fingers unbuttoning the silk blouse as if they had a will over their own. When the last button was undone, she took the blouse off, folded it neatly and placed it on the table next to her damning underwear.
While Tami admired her large, firm breasts, she backed the chair away from the table and stood up. She reached for the zipper, and slowly lowered it, feeling the tightly clinging skirt loosen from her body. She pulled at both sides of the skirt, and felt it drop down her ass, exposing her thin landing strip of red hair above her pussy. She stepped out of it and placed it next to her other clothes. With a nervous smile at her client, she sat down at the table, fully conscious of her achingly stiff nipples.
“It’s so much better with this all out in the open. I was getting tired of reaching for clothes when you visited. If it’s not too weird for you, I’d prefer all our meetings are conducted like this.”
With a nervous laugh, Tricia agreed. The entire idea was crazy, but the feeling she had sitting naked with her client more than made up for it.
Now that they were finished with business, Tami excitedly share details of the resort with her. She was eager to bounce ideas about how to market the resort. Tricia was soon caught up in the project, and quickly forgot her state of undress.
“I’m getting hungry, how about you?” Tami asked.
“I am. I shouldn’t keep you though, I’m sure you want to get back to your own thing.”
“Are you kidding? This is the most fun I’ve had at home in ages! How about pizza? There’s a great delivery place around here.”
They agreed on toppings, and while they were waiting, Tami opened a bottle of wine.
“Here’s a fun, if not original idea. How about we give the driver a cheap thrill?”
Tricia laughed. “Are you kidding?”
“Hell no. You don’t live here, and I’m moving away, so who cares in the long run?”
Thirty minutes later, the doorbell rang, and neither was dressed.
“You can hide if you want, but this is going to be fun.”
She picked up the two twenty dollar bills, and walked to the front door, Tricia nervously standing beside her, unconsciously trying to cover her breasts and pussy. Tami opened the door to the happily surprised look of a college age guy carrying an insulated pizza bag.
“Hi!” Tami and Tricia said, striking a pose.
“Hi back. Wow.”
“How much do we owe you.”
He stared at the two naked women at the door for a second, momentarily at a loss for words, then shook himself out of it.
“That’s $26.00”
Tami handed him the two twenties and took the pizza from his hands, and turned away to put it on the table.
“Trish, can you get the change please?” She called over her shoulder, sensing the driver’s eyes following her swaying ass.
He turned back to Tricia, realizing that he was talking to a grinning naked redhead, and peeled two fives a four ones off a wad of bills, handing them to her.
Her skin felt flushed and her heart pounded as she handed him a generous tip.
“I’ve heard about this, but I never expected to ever see it myself. Can I take a picture, otherwise nobody will believe me.”
“I don’t mind if she doesn’t” Tami said as she walked back the door.
“This night’s been crazy enough, why not?” Tricia replied.
They took a couple of pictures together and with the driver, and shooed him out the door.
They sat down at the table, laughing and eating pizza. Tami asked to share the pictures with her friend Lisa, and Tricia agreed, saying that she’d sent them to her husband, Jeff, as well.
Here’s my super serious real estate agent and I having a business meeting tonight! Tami attached the pictures and sent them off to Lisa.
They talked some more, and Tami talked about her friendship with Lisa, and how she’d always gotten her involved in some kind of crazy stuff. Life had gotten a bit boring and predictable when she’d moved away.
“Jeff has been after me for ages to do something like this. I think he’s over the moon about it.”
“Is he going to be bothered you’re so late getting home tonight?”
“Not after he saw the pictures I sent!” She said with a laugh. “On that note, I really should get going, it’s pretty late.”
“How about making it even more interesting for him?”
“What do you mean?”
“Well, if you leave your clothes here, and drive home naked…”
“Oh my god! I’d get arrested!”
“It’s dark out, and it pretty late. Just drive carefully.”
After a few more minutes, Tami convinced her by promising to walk her to her car. Tami made absolutely sure the condo door was unlocked, and walked out to the parking lot with Tricia, holding her trembling hand.
Tricia began frantically pushing the button on her key fob to unlock the car, and pulled Tami along to get there faster. When they reached the car, Tami gave her a light slap on the butt and said “have fun tonight!”
She turned and walked casually back to her condo. Standing in the doorway, she watched Tricia drive off, knowing that she was in for a wild night when she got home. She sent her a quick text, suggesting that she just ring the doorbell when she got home.
She closed the door, cleaned up the dining room, smiling at the small collection of clothing folded on the end of the table.
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The next few days at work passed quickly and soon it was the weekend. Tricia called her up and arranged for her to be out of the condo all day for an open house. She spent the day pampering herself, arranging for a tanning session, and a full body hair removal. After a nice lunch, she spent the afternoon shopping until she heard from Tricia.
She headed home right away, and was surprised when Tricia met her at the door naked.
“Is this how you held the open house?”
“Of course not! But as soon as it was over, I got into the appropriate meeting attire.” She said with a chuckle.
“I approve!” Tami replied, removing her dress.
They sat down, and Tricia gave her a rundown of the day. There had been plenty of interest in the condo, and dozens of prospective buyers had gone through and looked. A few had expressed that they would be sending offers soon.
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The next day, Tricia called her back, and let her know she’d received four competing offers, all above the asking price. Tami chose to accept the best offer, and shortly after, it was accepted by the buyers.
It was now reality. She’d committed to selling her home, and the only thing left to do was to give her notice at work. She had about thirty days until the closing, and wanted to give them time to adjust to her departure. She was sure they would miss her antics of the last month.
Frank told her he was really sorry to see her go, that she had been a great asset to his company. He tried his best to see if he could make her an offer that would make her stay.