Chapter 18

GUY, KRISSY, PEN

For the first ten minutes of the trip home, no one knew what to say. Rather than just subdued, like his father and sister, Pen looked glum. He was the first to speak. “I never thought my stripping would cause us so much trouble. Sorry.”

“Trouble?” Guy and Krissy asked almost simultaneously.

“If I had kept my pants on, they wouldn’t have made us do that tour naked.”

“Oh, sorry for the misunderstanding. They told Krissy and me about that last night. You didn’t trigger it,” Guy assured his son.

“What they told me is that they evaluate each family separately. Then, they decide what steps will ensure that the family is not damaged - hopefully strengthened. They are proud that many family relationships are improved when the wife and mother is finished.”

“Do you honestly think they would have had the same plan if Krissy and I had kept our clothes on?” Pen challenged.

Letting out a sigh, Guy admitted “I can’t say that. Why don’t you drive over there after school and ask Rhonda? I guess you see it as a punishment or humiliation.”

“Dad, are you telling me you actually WANT to wave your dick around for twenty or more women?”

“I guess I have to remember that I don’t face the same problem with hardons that you do,” Guy conceded. “To answer your question, Son, what I want to do is help your mother get back to the personality that I have loved all of these years.

“Will it be difficult for me? Sure. Is there a chance I might get hard? Could happen.” At that comment, Krissy gasped loudly. “Will it be worth it? I believe it will. Someday, I hope you find a woman that you can build a great relationship with. Until then, you may never understand how hard I am willing to fight to preserve that relationship. So, do I want to ‘wave my dick for all of those women?’ Hell, no. No man enjoys exposing himself. It’s just how we’re wired. Will I do it willingly because of the benefits? I tell you honestly, Pen, if it was necessary to get your mother back to where she should be, I would stand there and jack off in front of all of them.”

Now, Krissy was crying softly and Pen said nothing for quite a while. Then, “That kind of feeling is what Rhonda and the others saw, I guess. That’s why they ranked us as such a close family.”

“It’s what they do, and they appear to be very good at it,” Guy concurred. “Pen, use that analytical brain of yours to figure why you think doing that tour naked is some kind of a punishment or a penalty to you.”

“Oh, I don’t ... Geez, Dad. You got me there. I guess having to expose something private against my will is...”

“Wait a minute! Against your will? Was it against your will when you stripped back there?” Pen could not remember the last time he had such a combative conversation with his father. In their family, real arguments were rare. Just as he realized how critical this whole thing was to his dad and was about to back off, Guy beat him to it.

“Pen, that was harsh. I’m sorry. You could honestly feel that you were having to wave your hardon in front of those women to fight my battle. But back there, you must have felt it was your battle, too. Didn’t you?”

After another silence, Pen started chuckling. “Damn! It’s easier to show my hardon than to just admit I’m scared shitless. Krissy, I got you into this, too. Can you forgive me?”

At this point, Pen was leaning forward between the front bucket seats. Krissy turned to face him and it was his turn to gasp. Her eyes were wide, her face was flushed, and her lip was quivering slightly. Looking down quickly, he could see that her nipples were at full inflation.

“You ... you’re looking forward to this, Krissy? Why?”

“You heard what the doctor, Caroline, said? No one at school tells me that I’m beautiful or sexy. I mean, I like my body, but...”

“I’m sorry I don’t tell you more often,” Pen apologized. He was stunned at his sister’s reaction.

“Oh, Pen, I know what you think of me, and I know you mean it. If you and Dad didn’t help me feel beautiful, I ... well, thank you. I just need other people to tell me, too.”

“A wise woman told me once, Pen, that a teenaged guy’s obsession with sex is strictly part time compared to a woman of any age,” Guy explained. “She told me that concern about her sex appeal is a 24/7 problem for any woman. I have certainly never seen anything to suggest she was wrong.”

Pen sat back in the seat to try to absorb that. “I just couldn’t imagine how Mom could agree to go there and live naked with men around. Now, it makes more sense. The ultimate way for a woman to display her sex appeal is naked, right?”

“Given their fanatical interest in clothes, you wouldn’t think so,” Guy chuckled, then raised his arm to fend off a slap from Krissy. “It explains an awful lot, though.”

“Da-ad!” came the obligatory protest from Krissy.

Pen was not in a lighthearted mood, though. “You know, I’m not going to be much help or support for Mom on that tour next week. She’ll end up feeling sorry for me, instead. Even ignoring the women looking at me, just the feeling of being naked is so ... so foreign.” He was quiet again for a while before asking “Would it be OK if I just didn’t wear clothes around home until then? I really want to help Mom out.”

“Now, that’s the dumbest question of the year,” Krissy giggled. “I could stare at you all day.”

“Well, give me a chance to stare at you all day, too. Then you’ll for sure have a hardon to stare at,” Pen retorted.

After a gasp, Krissy answered “You know, you make a good point, Pen. It really feels different not having clothes against your skin. It’s distracting. Maybe if we could get more used to that, the tour would be easier.”

“Don’t be so focused on the tour that you forget our regular visits with your mother,” Guy cautioned. “After all, we won’t want to just stay in a little room with your mother for the whole visit.”

“We won’t?” That was from Pen.

“Well, your mother won’t want us to, I can guarantee that.”

“How are you so sure how Mom is going to react to all the nudity, Dad?” Pen asked. “As I understand it, just anybody who comes to visit, plus people from other parts of the complex can be there.”

“That’s right, as long as they’re naked,” Guy agreed with Pen.

“Isn’t that an awful big step for us as a family?” Pen complained.

“My point exactly. Your mother enrolling at Rejuve guaranteed that we as a family were going to take a major step of some sort. I want that step to be toward more openness, more closeness, more self-confidence, much less body-shyness.

“Look, Pen, I know you were not consulted about this beforehand, but think of it this way. It’s the same as if we as a family joined a nudist camp.”

“But we would never have done that.”

“When faced with a crisis, who is to say what we would be willing to do. I think we, all of us, have the guts to do whatever it takes to come out of a crisis.” Guy was afraid he was preaching, now, but it seemed to be a critical time.

“And Mom really was coming to a crisis point. I can see that,” Pen acknowledged. “A nudist camp. I would think teen guys would be the least eager to join a nudist camp.”

“Except for one thing,” Krissy pointed out. “Naked teen girls. Actually, naked women of all ages. Boobs, asses, pussies ... all of that eye candy should overcome any embarrassment over hardons. You get to see all the same stuff in the open area when we visit Mom.”

“Hmmm. To save Mom, we join a nudist camp. That’s a tradeoff I would make. Sorry to be kind of negative, here.”

“That’s OK, Pen. If we get so we can’t be honest about our feelings, nothing can help our relationship,” Guy counseled. “I really think you should stop at Transformations after school tomorrow and just talk to someone. Oh, they’ll make you strip, first, but you need to get used to that, anyway.”

“Maybe Gail will be working again,” Krissy teased. “You know, she was about ready to haul you to bed. Oh, by the way; we’re staying overnight Saturday at Lindsey’s. We’ll skinny dip with them after eleven. That will be great practice for you, and you can check out Gail in the flesh.”

“I envy you, Krissy. You’re already beyond embarrassment and looking forward to this, aren’t you?”

“If I understand the theory correctly, Pen,” Guy interjected “You are correct. It’s because Krissy knows that every male who sees her naked will verify her sex appeal. I think your mother knows that when she returns to the shape she wants, the same will be true for her.”

“Deep stuff,” Pen commented. “Krissy, I won’t tease you. You deserve to have every guy on the planet spring a hardon for you.”

It is hard to dive between bucket seats, but Krissy somehow made it and ended up in Pen’s lap, kissing him for all she was worth.”

Guy pulled into a parking lot, pulled out his phone, and called Transformations. He asked for and reached Rhonda. “If I took a long lunch tomorrow, is there someone I could talk to about some concerns?” After a moment, he chuckled and responded “I already assumed that would be a requirement. I’ll be there shortly after eleven, OK? Thanks.”

“While you’re there, Dad, see if someone could talk to me at three forty-five.”

“Make sure Gail can be there to help him undress,” Krissy quipped, before succumbing to Pen’s tickle attack.

When they pulled into the garage, Krissy said “No clothes for you around the house, either, Dad.” It was not a suggestion or a request.

GUY

Guy was more than a little surprised to be met by Gail at the Transformations main door at 11:10 Thursday morning. “You’re still in high school, aren’t you, Gail?”

“Yes, but when something more important than classes comes up...” she blushed at the accidental double entendre. “Um, this way to a changing room.”

Guy found it upsetting that the girl was to be his escort. However, she was a sweetie and he would not think of asking for someone else. He was certain it would still be a female, anyway. When he walked out of the changing room and she immediately grabbed his hand, though, he caught his breath.

“Don’t tell on me, please. I shouldn’t be so affectionate with clients, but with you, I can’t help it.”

“Why me?”

“I won’t go into my story, now, but I would have been better off with no father - way better off. They put me in this job to expose me to more men, hoping I would soften my opinion of men in general. It didn’t work until your family showed up last night. Um, Pen isn’t going with anyone, is he?”

“He dates pretty frequently, but there doesn’t seem to be anyone special,” Guy was able to answer.

“Well, if he takes after you, he’s the kind of guy I want to find. When I found out he had stripped for his mother, I was ... I was...”

“Krissy said you were ready to take him to bed,” Guy teased.

The unreality that had started two days earlier hit him full force just then. Here he was, walking naked down an office hallway, holding hands with a clothed teenaged girl. She was calling him an ideal father, and he had just made a suggestive tease to her.

Reaching an office, Caroline stood to greet him. The room contained a small seating group with a love seat and two side chairs. “Mr. Marshall, I’m pleased that you felt free to come and talk. Also that you are confident enough to strip.”

“I think just ‘Guy’ would be more appropriate. The honor of ‘Mr.’ seems strange when my d ... uh, when I’m standing here naked.”

“I will be happy to call you Guy, if you prefer,” Caroline said with a nod. “But you are all wrong about the honor. Real honor cannot be induced by clothes or jewelry or cars. You have earned the title whatever you are wearing or not wearing.”

Dropping that serious tone quickly, Caroline said “I see you have picked up a fan.”

“I want to adopt him,” Gail said brightly.

“Have a seat,” Caroline said, motioning to the love seat, which had a towel already in place. She sat down casually, as if nothing was amiss.

Before he knew what was happening, Gail was on his lap, hugging and kissing him, and wiggling her ass vigorously against his penis, which was now rising. At first wanting to dislodge the girl, Guy realized that it was all done on purpose.

When he slumped back, Gail got up, her lips still locked to his. “I really hated to do that to you, Mr. Marshall, but it’s important. Believe me, I would love to just stay on your lap with no ulterior motive. She sat beside him and pulled his arm around herself.

Trying hard to stuff his anger, Guy must have failed as he looked at Caroline. “Guy, just bear with me a moment” She got up and quickly came across to him. Before he realized it, she had snapped a ring around the base of his fairly stiff cock.

“One of a psychiatrists strangest tasks, wouldn’t you say?” she tried to lighten things. “A pleasant task, though. You have been blessed with a good-sized, well-shaped erection.”

Sitting down in her chair, again she pled “Please do not be angry with Gail. She wanted to be here with you, but she really did not want to embarrass you. She is a good soldier, and I hope you will see that this all has a beneficial purpose.

“I need to tell you that you are the first husband we have tried this with. Actually, your family is breaking some new ground for us. We have observed that a nude man is never able to fully enter into anything as long as he fears that first erection in front of people. We believe that once that perceived disaster has been encountered and survived, nudity will quickly become much easier for you.

“And please do not feel ashamed that Gail was able to so easily arouse you. It is just a fact that young women newly into their childbearing years are powerfully arousing to men.

“Now, if you insist, I will take off the ring and let your erection subside. What I want to do, though, is take you out of this office and introduce you to a few other people. With the expectation that everything about being nude will be much easier afterwards, will you help with our test?”

“Does this sort of thing happen to all husbands?”

“Absolutely not. As I mentioned, we are breaking some new ground with your family. As I also said, we will back off from any, uh, experimentation if you ask.”

“Why should I let you experiment with me or my family?”

“Are you OK with a bit of a long answer?” He nodded. “Will you allow the experiment to continue while I answer?”

“Does that mean...?”

“Yes, it means I want you to walk with me with the ring maintaining your erection,” Caroline stated.

Guy sat motionless, looking nervously at Gail, who was studiously staring at his face, not his cock. Almost knocking Gail to the floor, he stood up quickly and stammered “L ... let’s do this.”

As they walked, Gail was literally fastened to his side, while Caroline guided him by his other elbow. Their conversation was interrupted by stopping to introduce him to seven people, males and females. Between stops, they talked.

“I think my driving motive as a professional is to help people to be all that they can be. As you can imagine, for a psychiatrist, that usually means treatment of problems that are hindering them from reaching their potential. You do not really have any problems that would warrant my attention. However, I detect an opportunity for you.

“When they recruited me to come on staff here, I had very limited experience with nudity, but that little bit had impressed me. For anyone who looks at it objectively, there is no doubt that ‘graduates’ of Transformation and now Rejuve show substantial changes in areas other than just physical appearance.

“Now, there is an obvious argument that because a person looks better, they will be more confident and will attempt and achieve more. I won’t deny that argument. Still, I think it goes beyond the obvious.

“I have come to believe that an important limiting factor in the achievement potential of a person is body concern. What do I mean by body concern? I am just going to tell you what I think it is for a man.

“Not surprisingly, it revolves around sex, specifically a man’s genitals. Now, you will tell me that’s ridiculous because in the business world a man is always well clothed. Well, I did a little study - actually, it took quite a lot of digging. A surprising percentage of men who frequent naturist camps and nude beaches are what could be classed as high achievers. The percentage is noticeably higher than for other types of recreational facilities.

“A number of explanations could be put forth. I choose to believe that lack of concern about genital exposure increases their achievement potential.”

Guy was thoughtful for a while before commenting “I guess you know that I have ‘peaked out’ at the company. I am not considered a candidate for advancement.”

“Yes, and at your management level, advancement potential involves personality and attitude factors more than task or product knowledge.”

“So, if you can get me so I can expose myself anytime to anyone, you think my advancement potential will increase, right?”

“And let me be sure to inform you that there is as yet no credible peer review study to support my theory.”

“Is this just your theory, or do others here share it?”

“I would say there is widespread agreement with the basic principle.”

“And the street version of that theory is; the less I worry about who sees my dick, the better my career prospects are. You will never guess what Rejuve husband I heard something similar from.”

“And or course I cannot tell you that, but give him my regards,” Caroline said with a chuckle.

“One reason I am walking around pointing my hard cock at strangers is because he regards you very highly,” Guy revealed.

“Does that mean you are inclined to endure some of my experimentation?”

“You a Clint Eastwood fan, Doc?”

“You’re about to quote the line about a man’s limitations, aren’t you?”

“So, you are a fan,” Guy commented. “I have not even told Ginny this, so is it appropriate for Gail to be here?”

“Oh, I would never, ever tell anything,” Mr. Marshall. “This place has been so good to me! I could never think of harming it in any way.”

Giving her a gentle squeeze, then finding himself amazed at how he could be so casual about the girl, he admitted “I have been having trouble accepting my limitations for the last year or so. Mostly, it’s because some people who are not my betters are being promoted ahead of me.

“At this point, I am not ready to look for another company. I like the one I’m in. Honestly, I should be content to retire from the level I am at. We have a very nice lifestyle and I get up eager to go to work.”

“Then you are part of a surprisingly small minority of men,” Caroline judged.

“Yes, I know that. Your investigation undoubtedly discovered my competitive background, Doc. I was never the most skilled player, but I was always a starter - and a finisher. Competitors have a hard time being passed by others.”

Looking at her watch, Caroline led them back to the office and removed the ring from Guy’s cock. “Just to be cautious, I don’t want to leave this on too long. We have talked quite a while. Guy, we need to talk about why you asked to see me today. I definitely want to talk some more about you and your limitations.”