Beachfront Property
Exhibitionist & Voyeur Story

Beachfront Property

by Timeris 17 min read 4.7 (6,200 views)
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Tami sent the email and closed her laptop, exhaling a deep breath. It dawned on her that she had just agreed to the craziest thing she'd ever been offered. Lisa's email, inviting her to join a partnership in a nudist resort was just so over the top, it didn't seem real at first.

After she went through the material, she realized that Lisa was both serious, and had a good plan to make a success of it. While she didn't know the other people involved, she implicitly trusted Lisa, whom she'd been friends with since they started middle school.

The package included backgrounds on all the partners, including their education and experience, and what they were bringing to the venture. Nobody was quite thirty yet, but all were well experienced in their chosen fields.

Lisa set her up with a budget to start pulling material together for the online site. It wasn't a rush, since they probably had six months to go before they would be able to open, but it was never too soon to start working on it.

In the meantime, she found a real estate agent to sell her condo, and prepared to move. This involved some serious downsizing, listing furniture and household sundry items on local sales boards and purging a great deal of her possessions. She realized that she wasn't sentimental about most of it, and really didn't feel any urge to ship the stuff to her new home.

When she thought about the upcoming experience, she realized something important; she was committing to nearly full time nudity for the foreseeable future. It gave her a deep feeling of excitement, mixed with a more than a little fear when she thought about it. She was looking forward to moving into Lisa's new home, but being naked all the time would be a huge adjustment.

She decided the best way to get used to it, would be to just start doing it, especially since the weather was warming up. First, she went through her current wardrobe, getting rid of all the heavier clothes, she wouldn't need them where she was moving anyhow.

Considering that she was continuing to work for a while at her office before giving noticed, she almost decided against the biggest step, getting rid of her underwear. Tami worked in an otherwise all male office, and while the guys were professional, they were certain to notice her change in outfits. She went ahead with it, when she realized that deep down, the idea really excited her, especially knowing that soon she would be across the country, and likely would never see any of them again.

Soon she was down to a few dresses revealing enough to have shocked her at another time, a few thin tee shirts and tank tops, some very worn cutoff jean shorts and not much else. That would be enough for her purposes, because she planned to be naked as much as possible outside of work.

On her first day in the office since making the commitment, she walked through the front door with butterflies in her stomach. She was wearing a thin yellow flower print sun dress. It was relatively loosely cut, and she felt like she had nothing on at all. The spaghetti straps holding it up left no doubt there was likely nothing under it. She made eye contact with one of her coworkers and gave him a sunny smile, continuing by to her desk. The other five guys in the office all looked up with varying degrees of surprise as she walked by and exchanged greetings.

She put her bag on her desk and pulled out her laptop, deliberately exaggerating her forward motion to allow anyone looking her direction a brief glimpse down the top of her dress. Immediately she felt her nipples harden at the prospect that she had been noticed. She'd never thought before about how exposed everyone was in the open office plan. Now she realized that all the desks faced inwards around the exterior of the space, and the desks didn't have anything so old fashioned as a "modesty shield." She was on full display to the entire office, something she now realized had been the case all along.

She walked to the kitchen and filled a jug to water the plants on her windowsill. She heard an audible gasp as someone realized that the sunlight streaming through her window, perfectly silhouetted her body through the thin material of her dress.

She returned to the kitchen, got a coffee, and sat down at her desk, pretending to be fully engrossed in her work. Several casual glances around let her know that nobody in the office was doing anything other than watch her every move.

She received an email from her agent, requesting time to meet with her and look over the condo. She replied that she would make herself available the next day and went to find her boss to let him know she needed to work from home. Frank readily agreed, although privately wistful that she wouldn't be brightening up the office the next day.

The rest of her workday went by quickly, even though she was quite distracted. She'd never seen her coworkers so attentive, even though they'd always been very friendly with their pretty web designer. She made a special effort throughout the day to allow each of them to look down her dress, and at one point, "accidentally" provided a long view up her dress as she worked at her desk.

When she got home, she immediately pulled the light dress over her head, and tossed it the the edge of the couch. She laughed for a second at her coworkers' reactions. It was a heady feeling to have a room full of guys lusting after her for the whole day.

She made a light dinner, and then turned on her computer. She found an email from Lisa, with an attached group photo. She looked over the group of happy naked people smiling at her, and felt a calm certainty that she'd made the right decision. She admired each person's figure, and focused more than a little attention on Greg's athletic and well endowed physique.

She decided to send a picture back, so she got her phone, and headed upstairs to the master suite, which had a full length mirror. She looked at herself for a second, comparing herself to the other women. She was average height, with curves in all the right places. She felt that her ass was her best feature, so she turned in such a way to capture that in her photo. Her shoulder length blonde hair and currently pale complexion set off delicate features and striking, bright blue eyes. She snapped a couple of pictures, and headed back down to the living room. She picked a couple of them that she liked and sent a reply.

The rest of her evening was spent researching different nudist resort websites, ostensibly to figure out how the competition did it. She started looking software for booking reservations and managing properties and clubs. She spent some time brainstorming names for the resort and sent the best ones she came up with to the team for consensus.

She headed to bed, masturbating to memories of a day spent teasing her coworkers.

Her alarm went off at the normal time the next morning, and she took a shower and did a quick straightening up in anticipation of the agent stopping by around noon. Soon she was at her dining room table, a leg curled under her, and engrossed in her latest web project. She worked throughout the morning, completely forgetting her state of undress as she chatted online with work.

Around 11:30, the doorbell rang, and she remembered her appointment. She had a moment of panic when she realized she was still naked! She felt a flood of relief when saw yesterday's neglected sun dress still hanging over the edge of the couch. She hurried to the door, shouting "Just a second!"

She pulled the sun dress over her head, and hurriedly smoothed it into place. She opened the door to a pretty redhead in a business suit and greeted her new agent.

"Hi Tami, thanks for meeting me on such short notice."

"Glad to meet you Tricia, come on in."

Soon Tami was giving her a tour of the condo, and working out details with Tricia. They arranged for Tricia to return in two days with a photographer, to give Tami some time to fully prepare for it. She gave Tricia an extra set of keys so they could do what they needed while she worked.

As Tami closed the door behind Tricia, her eyes fell on the bands of clear glass on either side of her front door. She felt a little jolt, realizing that she'd probably given her real estate agent a full view of her naked body. With a rueful smile, she pulled off the dress and went back to work.

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A couple of days later, after letting Tami know first, Tricia showed up at the condo with a photographer in tow. They spent the morning staging rooms and taking lot of pictures. When they got to the bedroom, Tricia opened the closet for the photographer and was a little puzzled at how few clothes she found. Thinking back to the brief glimpse she had of her client through the glass, she was a little intrigued, if not entirely surprised. As the photographer moved to the bathroom, she surreptitiously checked the dresser drawers, again intrigued by their emptiness.

You naughty girl...

she thought with a little smile.

When the photographer was finished in the bathroom, she told him she needed to use it, closed the door, and on a whim, removed her clothes. She took a couple of pictures in of herself in the mirror and sent them off to her husband, who had been trying to encourage her to be more daring. The scandalous act of stripping in her client's house, with a colleague working in another room left her incredibly excited. She quickly got dressed again, but left the underwear off. She found herself with a dilemma: she couldn't just stuff them in her purse, which she'd left downstairs on the coffee table.

She held her breath for a second, and opened the door. When she saw her photographer wasn't in the room, she stepped out, feeling the cool air on her moistening pussy. She was about to make a beeline for the stairs, to go and get her purse, when she heard him coming back towards her.

In a panic, she opened the empty underwear drawer, and quickly dropped her bra and panties inside, turning to the door as he entered.

"Everything all right?" he asked.

"Fine, sorry, where are we?"

"I think I have everything I need."

"Great!"

Inwardly, she began to feel a sense of dread as she realized that she wasn't going to be able to retrieve her underwear without getting caught. She played along, and left with her photographer. Her mind was racing, but she and the photographer had a busy schedule that day, and she really didn't know how she was going to get back retrieve her clothes.

Mentally kicking herself at her crazy impulse, she left for their next appointment, and called Tami to let her know they were finished in the condo.

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A couple of days later, Tricia came back when Tami was finished with to meet with her about the pictures, and discuss how they'd market the condo. Tami greeted her warmly at the door, and noted that Tricia seemed a little nervous. It might have been her imagination, but it also seemed that her breasts were swaying a bit freer than the last time they'd met.

Tricia was worried that Tami would be angry, but she seemed to be oblivious to Tricia's actions. She really liked the short coral colored dress that Tami was wearing, which showed off her bare back, and surprising amount of leg. She felt self conscious of her own lack of underwear, even though it was somewhat less obvious due to the opaque burgundy blouse and knee length black skirt.

The meeting concluded, with all the pictures approved, Tami excused herself for a minute, and left the room. When she returned, she was carrying Tricia's missing bra and panties.

Tricia gasped and turned a deep crimson at the realization that she had been caught.

"I'm so sorry! If you want to fire me, I completely understand!"

Tami placed the underwear on the table next to Tricia's laptop and gave her a smile.

"I admit I was a little surprised when I opened the drawer, since I don't own any of those. My tits aren't as big as yours either."

Tricia hid her face in her hands.

"I'm so embarrassed. I've never done anything like that in my life."

"I notice you've kept it up. It's kind of addicting, isn't it? Do you think your coworkers have noticed?"

"I don't see them that often, but my husband has definitely gotten more attentive." She said with a soft laugh.

Tami reassured her she wasn't angry, more amused. She explained why she was selling the condo. She told Tricia that considering that she was going to be working full time at a nudist resort, she started getting rid of clothes she no longer needed.

"I can hardly complain at anyone else's clothes, can I? On that note though, do you mind if I make myself comfortable?" Tricia hesitated a second, but then nodded, and Tami lifted the short dress over her head, showing that she wore nothing under it.

"Ah. So much better, I've really started to enjoy this feeling. You're welcome to join me. Don't be bashful on my part." She sat down in a chair opposite Tricia and crossed her legs.

Tricia had a brief moment of panic, but she felt her fingers unbuttoning the silk blouse as if they had a will over their own. When the last button was undone, she took the blouse off, folded it neatly and placed it on the table next to her damning underwear.

While Tami admired her large, firm breasts, she backed the chair away from the table and stood up. She reached for the zipper, and slowly lowered it, feeling the tightly clinging skirt loosen from her body. She pulled at both sides of the skirt, and felt it drop down her ass, exposing her thin landing strip of red hair above her pussy. She stepped out of it and placed it next to her other clothes. With a nervous smile at her client, she sat down at the table, fully conscious of her achingly stiff nipples.

"It's so much better with this all out in the open. I was getting tired of reaching for clothes when you visited. If it's not too weird for you, I'd prefer all our meetings are conducted like this."

With a nervous laugh, Tricia agreed. The entire idea was crazy, but the feeling she had sitting naked with her client more than made up for it.

Now that they were finished with business, Tami excitedly share details of the resort with her. She was eager to bounce ideas about how to market the resort. Tricia was soon caught up in the project, and quickly forgot her state of undress.

"I'm getting hungry, how about you?" Tami asked.

"I am. I shouldn't keep you though, I'm sure you want to get back to your own thing."

"Are you kidding? This is the most fun I've had at home in ages! How about pizza? There's a great delivery place around here."

They agreed on toppings, and while they were waiting, Tami opened a bottle of wine.

"Here's a fun, if not original idea. How about we give the driver a cheap thrill?"

Tricia laughed. "Are you kidding?"

"Hell no. You don't live here, and I'm moving away, so who cares in the long run?"

Thirty minutes later, the doorbell rang, and neither was dressed.

"You can hide if you want, but this is going to be fun."

She picked up the two twenty dollar bills, and walked to the front door, Tricia nervously standing beside her, unconsciously trying to cover her breasts and pussy. Tami opened the door to the happily surprised look of a college age guy carrying an insulated pizza bag.

"Hi!" Tami and Tricia said, striking a pose.

"Hi back. Wow."

"How much do we owe you."

He stared at the two naked women at the door for a second, momentarily at a loss for words, then shook himself out of it.

"That's $26.00"

Tami handed him the two twenties and took the pizza from his hands, and turned away to put it on the table.

"Trish, can you get the change please?" She called over her shoulder, sensing the driver's eyes following her swaying ass.

He turned back to Tricia, realizing that he was talking to a grinning naked redhead, and peeled two fives a four ones off a wad of bills, handing them to her.

Her skin felt flushed and her heart pounded as she handed him a generous tip.

"I've heard about this, but I never expected to ever see it myself. Can I take a picture, otherwise nobody will believe me."

"I don't mind if she doesn't" Tami said as she walked back the door.

"This night's been crazy enough, why not?" Tricia replied.

They took a couple of pictures together and with the driver, and shooed him out the door.

They sat down at the table, laughing and eating pizza. Tami asked to share the pictures with her friend Lisa, and Tricia agreed, saying that she'd sent them to her husband, Jeff, as well.

Here's my super serious real estate agent and I having a business meeting tonight!

Tami attached the pictures and sent them off to Lisa.

They talked some more, and Tami talked about her friendship with Lisa, and how she'd always gotten her involved in some kind of crazy stuff. Life had gotten a bit boring and predictable when she'd moved away.

"Jeff has been after me for ages to do something like this. I think he's over the moon about it."

"Is he going to be bothered you're so late getting home tonight?"

"Not after he saw the pictures I sent!" She said with a laugh. "On that note, I really should get going, it's pretty late."

"How about making it even more interesting for him?"

"What do you mean?"

"Well, if you leave your clothes here, and drive home naked..."

"Oh my god! I'd get arrested!"

"It's dark out, and it pretty late. Just drive carefully."

After a few more minutes, Tami convinced her by promising to walk her to her car. Tami made absolutely sure the condo door was unlocked, and walked out to the parking lot with Tricia, holding her trembling hand.

Tricia began frantically pushing the button on her key fob to unlock the car, and pulled Tami along to get there faster. When they reached the car, Tami gave her a light slap on the butt and said "have fun tonight!"

She turned and walked casually back to her condo. Standing in the doorway, she watched Tricia drive off, knowing that she was in for a wild night when she got home. She sent her a quick text, suggesting that she just ring the doorbell when she got home.

She closed the door, cleaned up the dining room, smiling at the small collection of clothing folded on the end of the table.

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The next few days at work passed quickly and soon it was the weekend. Tricia called her up and arranged for her to be out of the condo all day for an open house. She spent the day pampering herself, arranging for a tanning session, and a full body hair removal. After a nice lunch, she spent the afternoon shopping until she heard from Tricia.

She headed home right away, and was surprised when Tricia met her at the door naked.

"Is this how you held the open house?"

"Of course not! But as soon as it was over, I got into the appropriate meeting attire." She said with a chuckle.

"I approve!" Tami replied, removing her dress.

They sat down, and Tricia gave her a rundown of the day. There had been plenty of interest in the condo, and dozens of prospective buyers had gone through and looked. A few had expressed that they would be sending offers soon.

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The next day, Tricia called her back, and let her know she'd received four competing offers, all above the asking price. Tami chose to accept the best offer, and shortly after, it was accepted by the buyers.

It was now reality. She'd committed to selling her home, and the only thing left to do was to give her notice at work. She had about thirty days until the closing, and wanted to give them time to adjust to her departure. She was sure they would miss her antics of the last month.

Frank told her he was really sorry to see her go, that she had been a great asset to his company. He tried his best to see if he could make her an offer that would make her stay.

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