Carol sat with her knees under her on one corner of the couch, her laptop resting on her naked thighs, and called Lisa over.
"Come take a look, I found out more about that property for you."
Lisa sat down, leaning over Carol's shoulder to view the screen, displaying the real estate listing for the property they'd seen from the beach. It was a bank foreclosure, and had been sitting unpurchased for five years. Included on the property were a dozen single bedroom cabins, some recreation areas, a large pool, and many other amenities. The former resort sat on a beautiful five acre lot, with decent access to the road, and leading directly onto the nude beach.
The asking price was shockingly low, undoubtedly due to it's long time on the market, and the limited pool of likely buyers.
"Can we get in and take a look?"
"I can contact the bank's agent, see if we can get access. I'll send an email to them in a few minutes if you like. What are you thinking? Feeling like going full time into the nudist business?"
Lisa thought about it. While she was enjoying her life of leisure, mainly because of her new-found circle of friends, she was beginning to feel like she should do more with her time.
"I might be. It depends on what we can make of it I guess."
"Okay then. I'll see what I can arrange."
Lisa asked for the link, pecked Carol on the cheek, and turned on her computer. In a few minutes, she was deeply engrossed in looking at everything on the listing. Carol sent her more information from town records, and the evening disappeared into a long research session.
The next day, while Carol was at work, she grabbed her camera and a few other items and to the property to see what she could find from public spaces. When she got to the address, she was disappointed to see that the gate was locked. She drove on a bit further until she found a small lot overlooking the beach and parked.
She grabbed her camera bag and headed back down the road to the closed resort. Before long, it occurred to her that the cars honking as they drove by, might just be reacting to her state of attire.
She laughed as it dawned on her that she'd spent so much time naked in the last couple of months, that she really didn't occur to her to get dressed at times. Luckily, this area was a well known nudist destination, and there was probably less of a concern with naked pedestrians here than she'd find elsewhere.
Finally, she arrived at the closed entrance. She took out her camera, and began taking pictures of everything she could see from the road. It wasn't much, as she was sure that the site tried to be somewhat discreet, but it gave her a good idea of what was there. The big sign at the entrance no longer had a name on it, but was covered with a large "for sale" sign.
She turned back until she got to the entrance to a public staircase leading down to the beach. There were signs warning people that they would encounter nude sunbathers, so she decided to take a selfie in front of it to send to her friend Tami back home. She held her phone in a way to show both the sign and her fully nude body. She wrote a quick text to accompany the picture, "Wish you were here!" and sent it off.
Heading down the stairs, she was able to see a lot more of the property than they saw from the beach, and she took pictures as she went down. For the most part, the site looked in good condition, if a little neglected from lack of occupants. She felt like it was a good sign.
At the bottom, she began taking pictures through the fence, doing her best to capture as much information as she could about the place. She turned around, and took a number of pictures up and down the beach as well, just to give an understanding of how good the location was. When she was finished, she headed up, and back to her car.
Back at home, she downloaded all the pictures, and began organizing them and taking notes. Her phone chimed with an incoming message.
OMG, that's great. I wish I was there too. It's cold right now.
Beautiful and warm here :) Oh, and that beach is right below my house
She got up from her desk, and went out on the deck. She took another selfie, this time showing the beach below her deck.
Do you EVER wear clothes? HAHA
Barely. I don't think I've had anything on other than to go to the store since I got here. I can't tell you how good it feels. I actually forgot I was naked when I was walking alongside the road earlier.
Well don't get arrested!
Her phone started vibrating, and she saw it was Greg calling. She answered, and he said he had some free time to come over and look at the shower whenever she was available. They arranged a time, and Lisa headed back to her desk, deeply involved in her new project.
Some time later, her doorbell rang and she got up to answer it. Greg stood at the door, wearing a tee shirt and cargo shorts, carrying a toolbox.
"Don't feel like you have to dress up for me." He said, grinning.
"Hi Greg, come on in!"
She led him through the house to the back deck, feeling his eyes on her backside the whole time.
"I really appreciate it. I'll leave you to it. Let me know if you need anything."
"Sure thing."
She sat back down, continuing to go through the photos, building a larger idea of how the site was laid out. She received an email from Carol, letting her know she was getting the keys to the property from the bank's agent later in the day. She sent a response back, and went back to work.
Greg came in and let her know the shower was fixed.
