Chapter 2

Now looking back at myself still sitting there on the skirt that I used as a seat cover in my boss’ office, I could remember how scared and nervous I was after the full impact of my decision hit me and she walked out of the office leaving me alone, naked and exposed.

As I was walking to my office to grab my purse and stuff for the day, I did get some stares and looks as I passed some of my co-workers. But, no one said anything to me about my lack of dress that night. I think the reason for that has a lot to do with the changing culture where nudity is becoming no big deal.

It was then, as I was walking out to my office, that I made the bold decision that, as soon as I get in the parking lot, I would throw away all of the clothing that I had worn that day to prevent me from being tempted to get dressed before getting home.

Then as I was leaving the building, I went to my car and put my expensive outfit (that I had purchased only a few months ago) on top of the trunk and put my purse and other items into the car. Then, in an almost ceremonious fashion, I grabbed my clothes and started walking to the dumpster and threw them all away along with my shoes.

Now I hate to admit it, but I was very tempted to pull into one of those mall parking lots and find myself something to wear at one of those little shops. That first real-time naked-in-the-car was the hardest drive home I have ever had. As you might imagine, I did make it to my neighborhood still naked and exposed. Then, as I was almost in my driveway, I noticed that one of my daughters’ cars was not out front of the house.

I can remember that, as I was getting out of the car that day, I was quite nervous about what my family’s reaction would be when they see me walking into the house, naked. I know that the previous night I told everyone about my idea and the possibility of my working naked. It is just that I do not think my husband is ready for me to be naked all the time, as our daughters are. I was almost certain that both of my girls would be jumping for joy at the news about me being naked. I will go more into that part in a few minutes.

Once I was inside the house, I saw that it looked empty. Then I found that note on the coffee table that my daughter wrote, ‘Mom: Dad, Marla, and I went to pick up pizza for dinner. We will be back as soon as possible. Love you, Tammy.’

I was a little tempted to get dressed before they all got home and I did make several short trips down the hallway to my room and almost entered the bedroom when I heard them walking in the door. The only thing I did on the way back to the living room I grabbed a towel to sit on.

My girls and Jerry saw me carrying that towel, and not one word was said about me being naked. I guess that has a lot to do with the fact that Jerry and I rarely wore clothes in the house after the girls become absolutes.

I don’t know if it was my body language or what, but Jerry and the girls kept giving me strange looks as we all started eating. I guess it was quite obvious that I had something important to say and they were all waiting for me to tell them. Then, as I was just about to start on my second slice of pizza, I started telling them all about my day and that little meeting with my boss.

When I told them about my meeting with Mary Jerkin, the expression on my husband’s face was priceless. I couldn’t tell by his expression if he was thrilled or not but my daughters were more than thrilled at the idea of me fully adopting their absolute naturist lifestyle. Jerry did recover a few minutes after that and told me that he was fully all right with my decision and asked me if I was going to give up wearing clothes like our daughters. I said to him, “Yes.”

It was about that time when one of my daughters (I do not remember which one), said to me, “Mom, would you like us to get rid of your stuff?” I do not remember exactly what I said, probably due to being a little shocked at the full realization that from that day on, I will no longer own a single piece of clothing.

For the rest of the night, I just sat with Jerry and watched some television as the girls were having fun getting rid of my stuff. I could see them every so often carrying some bags and boxes as they passed through the corner of the living room. Then several hours after the last time the girls moved stuff out, Jerry and I made our way to the bedroom. As you might expect, I went directly to the closet and looked at what was left and then to the dresser. I know that this was completely my decision and I have no one to blame for the fact that from tomorrow on I will have to start living the absolute lifestyle everywhere. I know it was only clothes, but that night I crawled up very close to Jerry as I cried myself to sleep thinking about what it would be like to be wearing my normal nightgown.

The following morning when I got up still naked, I knew that what had happened yesterday was not just a very bad dream. I have to say that it hit me that, for the first time in my life, that day would be my first full day completely naked with no possibility of getting dressed, especially after the girls ransacked my closet and dresser and threw out all of their contents.

That morning, in the kitchen, before we all had to leave for work and school, my husband Jerry was in heaven watching us girls moving around him as we all were busy getting our breakfast. I know we all are family and my husband and I fully respect each other, but I know it is extremely hard for my husband not to be enjoying himself with three nude females around him at all times at home and now out in the public also.

My husband and girls all gave me hugs and kisses because I had to get going. The full impact of the decision I made yesterday hit me as soon as I stepped outside of the side door to the carport. I know that both of my girls have been going naked everywhere throughout their high school years and, to my knowledge, neither of them has ever expressed any sign of regretting that decision. Nevertheless, I hate to admit it, but at that moment, as I was putting the key in to start the car, I was extremely scared about what the day would be like and what my co-workers would think of me after they find out that I have asked to be required to be naked at all times.

As I was getting closer to the office, I started relaxing a little before I pulled into the parking lot of the agency. Then, as I was stepping out of the car, I ran into one of the girls that had seen me last night as I was walking back to my office. Again, like last night, neither of us said a word to the other. All she did was give me another look over as we passed each other. After that incident, I didn’t run into anyone else until I was just about at my office when I ran into Tim, one of my fellow agents. Fortunately for me, he didn’t question me on why I was naked, all he said to me was, “Good morning Kim.”

Then, just before I was about to enter my office, I looked back and saw Kirsten walking to her desk wearing only a skirt. I couldn’t tell if she was wearing any shoes because of the obstruction of the view from the decks, but it was quite obvious she was topless.

As I found out yesterday, this morning was the big meeting where my boss would tell everyone about the idea that I came up with during the meeting on Monday. You can imagine how nervous I was when reality hit me as I sat my bare butt down on my leather chair and felt the coldness of the material on my skin. I quickly made a mental note to remember to carry a towel at all times. I know it has been almost twelve hours since my little outburst in Ms. Jerkins’ office that is responsible for me being completely naked right then. I knew that whatever happened at that meeting would be the result of my idea. I was, at that moment, hoping that it was postponed for a later date and that maybe I could somehow talk to Ms. Jerkins and get myself out of that contract. Now don’t get me wrong, I do not regret deciding to work completely naked, it was just that I was having some second thoughts about that contract I signed yesterday and I wish that I had waited a little bit longer to be forced to be naked, maybe until after I have had the chance to work completely naked. Well, as you can imagine, after I was done reading Ms. Jerkins’s email about the meeting and looking down at my naked body, which seemed to be staring back at me, I was somewhere in-between scared to death and thrilled to be able to work completely naked.