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Emma had walked the last mile or so home in just her heels, carrying her coat. She had only put her coat on when she realised she would have to ask us to borrow her spare key - in fact she was quite upset thet very few people had seen her walking home naked!
By the time she had finished telling me her story she had sobered up enough to start worrying about what her friends would think about her behaviour. To strip once when drunk was one thing, but to do it again so soon afterwards was a different matter - and if anyone found out she had walked home naked as well - then that would be difficult to live down. The biggest problem though was that she had found it such a turn on that she just knew she would do it again if she got drunk, and eventually people she worked with or customers at the bank would find out and she didn't think she could bear that. I suggested that perhaps some of them already knew and she went very quiet and said perhaps she should change her job anyway. Laughing, trying to lighten her mood, I suggested that perhaps her new job should be as a stripper! To my horror her eyes actually lit up at the idea! She really wanted to do it. Quiet reserved Emma, who worked in a bank, wanted to pack it all in and earn her living taking off her clothes for strangers - though I think that given her present state of mind she would have done it for free! Talk about it being a turn on for her, it was sounding pretty hot to me!
I felt this was getting a bit out of hand and suggested that if she wanted to carry on getting a buzz out of exposing herself, then perhaps she should consider doing it in a more controlled way, safer for her and less risk to her already tattered reputation - possibly by exposing herself to people she knew and who would not judge her. (Yes -I did have someone in mind and yes, it was me!)
Luckily she took the hint and asked if I was offering. I told her it would be a pleasure and we agreed to just keep it between ourselves at the moment or my wife would kill us both! She asked what I had in mind, and I asked her if she had any of the nude pictures her partner had taken. She told me she did (I already knew that didn't I) and i suggested perhaps she could give me some to look at. I could see that the idea of me looking at her nude photos was a turn on by the look in her eyes, and I pushed it even futher by saying I could even post her picture on the internet where even more people could see her naked body.
'Oh yes please' she replied.
'I could never do it myself, but if someone else did it and told me they had done it, but wouldn't tell me where it was so I couldn't get it removed - well that would just be so hot!'
'Consider it done' I told her,
'All I need is some photos'
She told me she would get some straight away, but I pointed out it was now two in the morning. She said she wanted to do it now before she changed her mind and went to leave. She was going out through the front door when I called her and, holding out her spare key, asked her if she had forgotten something. She took the key off me and I said
'You can leave that here as well'
'Leave what?'
'The coat of course'
'You want me to walk to my house stark naked?'
'No' I said'
'We both want you to walk to your house naked, don't we, and I expect you to still be naked when you walk back here with the photos as well'
A big smile spread across her face as Emma slipped off the coat ,dropped it on the floor, and trotted off down the path to the road, and except for her heels, naked as the day she was born.
My smile was even bigger - after looking at her body in photographs I actually got to see it in the flesh!