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My work takes me all over the south and south west of England as well as South Wales. I told Emma I would be working in Exeter last Thursday, but should be finished by early afternoon and she agreed to come down and meet me at Dawlish after lunch. She was happy to go along with what I suggested but asked that I not take any pictures as she wasn't ready for that yet.
She turned up about two o'clock and was I in for a suprise. Gone was her long dark hair, to be replaced by a really short sexy haircut, and she was also wearing a very short thin summer dress which just about covered her ass cheeks. She was wearing a pair of flip flops on her feet and it was rather obvious that she wasn't wearing a bra. I asked her where she had parked her car and was rather suprised when she told me she had come by train.
'Dressed like that?'
'Oh no - I had a bra on when I left home but a group of young lads sat by me on the train and were chatting me up and trying to look up my dress, so I thought I'd give them a treat and went to the toilet and took off my bra and left it on the seat for them when I got off.'
'So you didn't bring any other clothes with you'
'All I've got is what I'm standing here in.'

The plan was for Emma to be out for the day, and, because the weather was so warm, to make a spur of the moment decision to visit the beach to do some sunbathing, despite having no bikini or beach gear. My idea was for Emma to strip down initially to her bra and panties on the beach but now, if she went through with it, she would be topless from the start.
Our first problem was that the tide was coming in and there was very little sand left. That was easily remedied by walking the half mile along the sea wall to Dawlish Warren where there is a large beach and loads of sand dunes. We set off along the sea wall - this is one of the best scenic railway lines in England as the sea wall was built for the railway with a walkway on the seaward side. It was a lovely day and quite a few people were walking along the wall and Emma was getting alot of attention from all the men we passed. Soon the number of people became less and we realised that about half way along the sea wall the walkway goes down a flight of steps and continues at a lower level for a good distance before going up another set of steps to get back to the level it was at before. At high tide you have to use a footbridge and divert inland to the main road. We got there as the tide was coming in - the lower level was passable but we would get wet using it. Most people had turned back and used the footbridge but a few brave souls were braving the waves (and getting quite wet).
I asked Emma what she wanted to do.
'My dress will get wet if we go along there and I've nothing else to wear'
'Take it off then'
'You want me to walk across there topless!'
'No Emma - you want to walk across there topless - if you really believe you are a sl*t then that's what you'll do'

Emma gave me a strange look and walked down the steps towards the water. I quickly took off my trainers and followed her down. A few very wet people passed us as we reached the bottom. With barely a glance at me Emma reached down and pulled the dress over her head before dashing along the wall trying to dodge the waves. What a sight! - I nearly forgot to follow her. Her tiny white thong left her backside bare as she ran along the path. She got caught by a few waves but not by as many as the people coming the other way who couldn't believe they were seeing a wet topless girl running towards them!
I finally caught up with her at the bottom of the steps to go back up. We were both soaked - my shirt and shorts and her tiny thong - she looked so good though, so alive and happy with a broad grin on her face.
'I'm so glad I did that - did you see their faces! - look my thong has gone see through - they could see everything!'
And so could I see everything - her lovely slim wet body with her nipples swollen with the cold/excitement and her bald pussy through the nearly non existant knickers.
She asked if she could borrow my shirt - I told her it was wet, but she said it didn't matter, so I handed it to her.
'You were wrong, you know' she said
'If I was really a sl*t I wouldn't have run topless along there, I'd have done this'
As she spoke she threw my shirt and her dress into the sea!
I just couldn't think of anything to say - I couldn't believe what she had just done. We were about a quarter of a mile fom either Dawlish or Dawlish Warren and Emma had no clothes apart from a thong - which covered nothing - and I had nothing to give her to cover up with. Whatever way you looked at it Emma was going to be showing off her body to an awful lot of people!