Absolute Nudist Series 1 Kimberly Life as an Absolute
Copyright© 2023 by BareLin
Chapter 6
I was almost out of the back door of the office, when I saw two of my colleagues: Stacy and Rhonda. I knew both of them had attended the conference that was held last month downtown, so I thought I would ask them if they saw anyone from the other agencies attending it naked.
So I just walked up to them as they were smoking and asked them if they remembered seeing anyone naked at the last conference.
Stacy, who can be a b..., said, “No, Kim, I do not remember seeing anyone naked. Now come to think about it, I do remember seeing signs in the lobby area that said, ‘clothes only’,” with a big smirk on her face.
After listening to her tell me about those clothes-only signs, I turned around and started walking toward my car, not even looking back at her to see if she was serious or not, I didn’t care. I just knew that there wasn’t any chance I was going to get dressed again for a stupid conference.
I had managed to spend close to every living minute naked for close to two weeks now, and no conference or anything else will convince me to wear any of those unconformable outfits that I used to wear. It’s not going to happen.
Then, as I was almost at my car, I heard someone running toward me. When I turned around to see who it was, I saw Rhonda coming toward me pulling her dress over her head and letting it fall to the pavement.
Once she was in my car, she said, while she was catching her breath, “Kim, don’t pay any attention to Stacy, she can be a bitch at times. I don’t know what conference she was at but I don’t remember seeing any of those signs she was talking about. But she was right about one thing, there wasn’t anyone there last month that was naked. But I am almost certain Mary would have told you by now if you had to be dressed.”
I must say that I was quite upset after hearing what Stacy said and I am pretty sure if Rhonda didn’t run over here as she did it would have bothered me all night. I looked at Rhonda, who now had her shoes off and was standing next to my car carrying only her purse.
“Rhonda thanks for running over here as you did. I was a little upset when, as crazy as it sounds, I thought I would have to get dressed again.”
I could tell she was a little puzzled at that by the slight smile she had on her face as she said, “So, you are serious about going naked everywhere.”
I just looked at her, while still holding my purse and keys in my hand and said, “Yes, that’s true. Wednesday night after I undressed at the office was the last time I have worn any clothing. That night both of my daughters, who have been absolutes for over four years, stripped my closet of clothes.” You should have seen the expression on her face as she listened to what I said.
Then as I leaned against the car door looking at her sway back and forth kicking her high heels around, she looked up at me and said, “Don’t worry about what Stacy said. Tonight when I get home, my husband will be jumping up and down when he sees me walk into the house butt-naked. He has wanted me to give up wearing clothes ever since I told him about your little speech the other week about being an absolute naturist and now he is going to get his wish.”
After hearing what she said and seeing Stacy still standing by the door, having a smoke and giving us both dirty looks, I dropped my purse and keys to the ground and put my arms out for a girl hug. When she responded with a fully naked hug, I could feel her flesh on me as we stood there embracing her new freedom from clothes.
Soon, we let go of our little embrace and she reached down to pick up her shoes as I was doing the same for the stuff that I dropped. She looked over at me and gave me the biggest smile in the world as she turned and started walking toward her car on the other side of the lot. Then after I was in my car and had started the engine, I noticed Stacy opening her car door. I managed to glance over at her as she was giving me another dirty look as I drove off.
As soon as I turned onto the freeway and was in the fast lane, I started thinking about what had happened at work and about that two-day out-of-town conference tomorrow and what I will be wearing or actually, what I won’t be wearing.
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