[KarlMalone]

Chapter Thirty-One

Elizabeth woke up late the next morning, a bit hung-over from drinking a bit too much on the job. She began to recall her nude service at the bar last night, and although reliving the memory gave her pleasure, she also felt some anguish about being so reckless again.

She sauntered downstairs to get a bite to eat and ran into the cleaning lady once again. Her name was Darlene and her and Elizabeth had chatted a bit since their first embarrassing run-in. Elizabeth was glad Darlene had never mentioned the incident. Darlene was older, in her late 30s, blonde with a petite figure. She looked world-weary, but you could tell she had been a real knockout in her younger days.

After taking a quick shower, Elizabeth walked back to her room in her towel to get dressed for the day. She found Darlene standing in the hallway.

“I saw you that day.” Darlene said nervously.

“Um….what?”

“ I saw you naked at the mailbox. I thought it was awesome.”

“Oh. Thank you,” replied Elizabeth sheepishly.

“You like to be naked, don’t you?” asked Darlene.

“Yea, I guess so.”

“I don’t mind if you’re naked while I’m here,” said Darlene. “You can take off the towel.”

Elizabeth wasn’t quite sure what was going on. She had been friendly with Darlene, but she wasn’t sure she wanted to be naked in front of her.

“Its okay,” smiled Darlene. “I won’t tell anyone. You don’t have to be shy around me.”

Darlene’s warm smile reassured Elizabeth and she found herself dropping the towel and revealing her naked body to the cleaning lady.

“You have a very nice body,” said Darlene as she scanned Elizabeth up and down. “I can see why you are so eager to show it off.”

Elizabeth stood there naked, feeling a bit awkward at having this woman she barely knew eyeing her nude body, but also aroused that her naked body was being studied by Darlene.

“I think you have tremendous confidence and self-esteem,” smiled Darlene. “I would like to learn that from you. I have had poor self-esteem for too long.” She slowly removed her t-shirt. “Show me how to become confident like you.”

Elizabeth watched with disbelief as Darlene unbuttoned her shorts and dropped them to the floor. Darlene hesitated a bit before she removed her bra, revealing ample breasts.

“I’m not sure I can be brave like you,” she whispered.

“Its okay,” smiled Elizabeth. “You’ll find it comes very naturally. Just let your body take over and don’t overthink things.”

Darlene closed her eyes and took a deep breath as she slid her panties off. Elizabeth noticed that she really had a very nice body.

“I feel so free,” smiled Darlene. “Do you mind if I clean in the nude every day?”

“Not at all,” replied Elizabeth. “It will be nice having someone else nude around the house.”

The two women spent the rest of the hour nude, and Elizabeth learned much about Darlene’s past. Darlene exposed her soul to Elizabeth, telling her of lost opportunities due to a lack of confidence. The hour passed much too quickly and Elizabeth was sorry when Darlene was done cleaning.

“I have to get on to the next house. But I really enjoyed our time together,” said Darlene. “Hey, do you want to come with me to the next house? No one will be home. You don’t have to clean, but it would be kind of fun to have you around. Naked, of course.”

Elizabeth was a bit uncertain that being in a total stranger’s house naked without their permission was a good idea. Still, there was something about Darlene’s smile that reassured Elizabeth that everything would be okay. She happily agreed.

The two women dressed and Darlene drove them to an upper class neighborhood nearby. They pulled up to a rather large house – a mansion really, and Elizabeth began to get very nervous about being naked in a stranger’s home. Darlene let them in and Elizabeth marveled at how regal the interior of the house was. She wandered over to admire some of the expensive artwork and noticed how ornate some of the furniture was. She felt like a princess in a castle.

She turned around to find Darlene already completely naked. Elizabeth was shocked. Apparently it didn’t take much to get Darlene out of her shell!

“Aren’t you going to join me?” she asked.

Elizabeth soon removed her dress and tossed it over the expensive antique sofa. She unclasped her bra and hung it over the thousand dollar lamp. She slid off her panties and hung them on the Renoir. She skipped around the empty mansion in wonder at the luxurious items in the house. She found the master bedroom and jumped on the bed. She rolled around on the silk sheets, which felt amazing on her naked body.

Elizabeth danced down the hallway and stood at the top of an elegant staircase. She imagined herself, entering a ball. She slowly walked down the stairs, pretending she was making her grand entrance in the most daring ball gown ever – her birthday suit. She imagined all the shocked onlookers and it began to arouse her. She got to the bottom of the staircase and sat down on the antique sofa. The urges were calling to her again. Darlene was in the other room cleaning (in the nude of course!) and besides she had already caught Elizabeth pleasuring herself once. It was time for Elizabeth to begin satisfying her desires.

Her fingers began probing her vaginal lips as she closed her eyes and moaned in ecstasy. The antique couch was soon soaked. Elizabeth twisted her nipples as she became more and more aroused, her imaginary ball attendees watching her naked body writhe in ecstasy. A bellowing voice soon interrupted her erotic daydream.

“Who in the hell are you?” yelled an older man, dressed in a black pinstripe suit. “And what are you doing in my house?”

Elizabeth saw Darlene, completely dressed, run into the room. “I’m very sorry Mr. Weathers, I thought I left the doors locked while I was cleaning, but someone must have broke in.”

“Call 9-1-1 Darlene, we have an intruder!” shouted the man.

Elizabeth was mortified. Not only had she been caught pleasuring herself, but she was now guilty of intruding into someone’s home. She would be arrested for sure! Her life was over. She had only one choice. Run!

Elizabeth dashed toward the front door, with not even enough time to collect her clothing. She sprinted across the lawn and was all the way down the street before she even realized she was running in broad daylight COMPLETELY NAKED!

Quickly regaining some modesty, Elizabeth ducked into some bushes by a nearby house. Just then a car whizzed by and Elizabeth soon became aware of her circumstance. She was a full mile or two away from her house, completely naked. And to make matters worse, there was a gentleman calling the cops on her. She had to make a run for it, and fast, but do so without being detected.

It was the middle of the afternoon, so most people would either be at school or work. The neighborhood did seem a bit deserted, which was advantageous for Elizabeth. Adrenaline was still pumping her veins, and the urgency of the situation allowed her to suspend any modesty in favor or getting out of this neighborhood as soon as possible. Elizabeth came out from behind the bush and ran as fast as she could, in broad daylight, naked as the day she was born.

She made it to the end of the street and ducked behind a parked car in the driveway. She was now near the entrance to the neighborhood development. She spied a bush on the next lot she could dash to and duck behind quickly. She readied herself for a run, but just as she was ready to make a run for it, a truckful of lawn-care workers pulled up to the house!

“Crap!” thought Elizabeth. Five landscapers stood between her and the entrance. She decided to see if she could possibly wait them out. Unfortunately, it looked like they were working on the front yard. To make things worse, Elizabeth turned to see the front door open of the house where she was crouched in the driveway. Either way, she was about to be exposed naked to a stranger!

She decided she had to make a run for it. Her stomach began to tighten at the dread of the humiliation she was about to suffer. She rose from her crouch just in time to see the shocked expression of the owner of the car she was hiding behind. She ran as fast as her legs would carry her past the five burly men working on the lawn. She waved as they all stopped to stare.

“Hi boys. Just out for a run. Have a nice day!” Elizabeth smiled as she tried her best to keep her composure.

Elizabeth ran towards the entrance to the development as she could hear hoots and catcalls from the landscapers behind her. She ducked behind the large sign that read “Nottingham Estates” and caught her breath. A faint smile crept on her face as she had time to reflect on her adventure. While she was humiliated and terrified she was going to be arrested for both public indecency and breaking and entering, she did enjoy the experience of running through this neighborhood, past complete strangers, completely naked. Her hand grazed her thigh and she quickly became aroused. But it was not the time, nor the place. Not quite yet.

Elizabeth turned a corner and now her neighborhood was within sight. The only major obstacle was a bridge about fifty yards long that she would have to cross. The bridge ran with the road and there would be nowhere to duck should a car pass by.

Elizabeth crouched behind a tree that stood just before the bridge. She was awfully close to her neighborhood – anyone that passed her by and saw her might recognize her. She didn’t want to suffer any more humiliation, or worse yet, bring humiliation to her family. But she couldn’t crouch behind this tree all day. She waited for her best opportunity, and took a deep breath to psych herself up to make the naked walk across the bridge.

After reassuring herself, Elizabeth was ready to make her run. She checked to make sure no cars were coming, then ran quickly towards the bridge. She was nearly halfway across when her heart nearly dropped through her stomach as she heard the sound of a car approaching behind her. Elizabeth half-considered jumping off the bridge into the creek far below. But she closed her eyes and tried to keep her composure as best she could. She only hoped the driver of the car did not know her.

Elizabeth winced as she heard the car slow down behind her. Bravely, she kept looking forward, vainly hoping that if she didn’t look at the driver, the driver couldn’t see her. She was nearly to the end of the bridge now – almost there.

“Elizabeth!”

“Crap!” thought Elizabeth. It was someone that knew her. She stopped and slowly turned to see who was her audience.

Her fears quickly turned to joy when she saw Darlene sitting in the car, motioning for Elizabeth to jump into the car.

“I’ve been looking all over for you! Come on! Let’s get you out of here!”

Elizabeth quickly jumped in the car, relieved at being rescued.

“I’m really sorry about what happened back there,” said Darlene. “Luckily, Mr. Weathers decided not to call the police. But he did fire me on the spot, that jerk. I’m really sorry I got you in that predicament. That was really reckless of me. I hope you’re not too mad.”

“I’m not mad,” shrugged Elizabeth. “It was my own dumb fault.” She smiled. “Besides, it was actually a fun time. Well, other than the part where I was terrified at being arrested!”

Darlene dropped Elizabeth off at her home, adding “I hope we can still have our naked cleaning sessions. Let’s just keep them at your house though, okay?”

“Okay,” smiled Elizabeth as she waved to Darlene.

Elizabeth dashed back to her front door, still naked, and let herself in. She sighed as she closed the door behind her. She began to relive the events of the day in her mind. How she had dropped her towel for Darlene and they had chatted for an hour, both naked. How she had been naked in that luxurious mansion, the home of a complete stranger. How he had caught her, pleasuring herself on his antique couch. On her naked run, past neighbors and landscapers. In the safety of her own home, it was all very arousing. She yearned to satisfy her urges and soon she was deep inside herself. She orgasmed hard, her body trembling in relief. She opened her eyes, and to her horror, there was a man standing in front of her, with his hand covering his eyes.

“Elizabeth?”

“Oh my god, Dad!”