The story so far: Becky, Lisa's best friend, confessed to her at school that she loves to be naked. Since they have left school to study for their exams, Becky's passion for nudity has increased and she has begun spending long periods nude when Lisa is around, and has begun encouraging Lisa to dare her to expose herself. This has been a trying experience for Lisa, awakening some new feelings within her...
Chapter 5: Mischief at Lisa's House
The rest of that day had been uneventful. Becky had eventually regained her composure, but the study plan for the rest of the day had proved a bit of a write-off and both girls had abandoned it in favour of more casual chat in the garden. As before, Becky had reluctantly put a few clothes on shortly before her mother was due home, and Lisa had eaten dinner with her and Mrs O'Neill before going home to her own house and her family.
Neither Becky nor Lisa had mentioned anything that had happened that day to Mrs O'Neill, of course. Becky was adamant that her mother shouldn't know about either her growing passion for nakedness, or any "dares" she might have done around that. The girls had stifled giggles when explaining how they'd spent the day, and Mrs O'Neill was none the wiser.
Privately, though, Lisa was a little concerned for Becky. It wasn't as though either of the two "dares" had been done with safety in mind. It was entirely possible that Becky had been seen by someone from one of the neighbouring houses when she'd gone across the street, and that they might mention in passing to Mrs O'Neill that they'd "seen your Becky walking about outside in the altogether" at some point in the future. Or perhaps the double-glazing salesman might come back at a time when Mrs O'Neill was home, and ask after the girl who had answered the door with no clothes on? It was all very well preventing Becky's naked side from being common knowledge when all she was doing was walking around the house nude, but if she was going to start going out in public or showing herself to people, it was going to be harder to keep it a secret.
The girls' next study session was arranged for the following Monday. With only a week remaining until the start of the exams, both were starting to feel the pressure, and Lisa especially had given over her weekend to some serious cramming.
The Monday session was planned for Lisa's house, but both girls would once again be there by themselves, with Lisa's parents both at work at the hospital, and her brothers still at school. Lisa wondered if she should suggest to Becky that she could take off her clothes while the two of them were alone in the house. After all, logically there was no reason for Becky to be dressed - it would be just the two of them, just as it had been at Becky's house. But to Lisa there seemed something... unsettling about the idea of inviting her friend to strip off in her home. Not least because she was now fairly certain that if she told her to, Becky would!
In the event, she didn't even need to say anything. Becky arrived at her house wearing her usual summer attire of short-shorts and a sleeveless tee, but Lisa had no sooner welcomed her inside than Becky had lifted up the hem of her t-shirt and pulled it over her head. She discarded her shirt and reached behind herself to unfasten her bra.
"Uh, what are you doing?" Lisa asked (although she knew exactly).
"Sorry," Becky said, "I'll pick them up."
"No, I mean... you're undressing?"
Becky blushed. "Oh..." she said. "Is... this not okay? Only I was naked when you came over, twice, and I just thought... well, with it being just us two here, I thought it would be okay. I can wear clothes if it's a problem though?"
"Oh! No it's okay, it's fine!" Lisa stammered. "I mean, it's just... I thought you would at least ask or something, not just be all stripping off in the hallway."
Becky was embarrassed. "Sorry," she apologized again. "I just didn't think about it. But yeah, you're right, someone else's house. So do you mind if I take off my clothes?"
It was Lisa's turn to blush. "No, of course I don't mind. I was just surprised that's all! But it's fine, really! You be naked all you want..."
"Really?" Becky beamed.
"Yeah sure, um..."
"Thanks!" Becky grinned, and soon the rest of her clothes - shoes, shorts, bra and panties, were discarded and Becky walked nude through to the living room.
If Lisa had thought that, having spent two days hanging out with a naked Becky at her house, she would be prepared sufficiently to cope with Becky roaming casually naked around Lisa's own home, she had been mistaken. Seeing her beautiful, free-spirited friend sitting nude on her family's sofa - the sofa where she sat with her dad and brothers watching football matches, or with her mum to laugh at and cheer on the contestants of The X-Factor - filled her with a strange and deeply uneasy feeling. She doubted she would ever be able to sit on that sofa again without picturing Becky's naked body, all its curves and hollows. If being with naked Becky at Becky's house had felt thrillingly intimate, this seemed even more so. Between them, the air seemed hot and heavy, and although the living room was large and spacious, the atmosphere was claustrophobic.
Lisa hadn't watched a lot of porn, but she wasn't ignorant of the adult side of the internet, either. If this were a porn film, she thought, this would be where I leaned over and kissed Becky - a long, passionate kiss on the mouth, leading to more kisses, to caresses, to eager nips and licks and more, much more, ending in two writhing, naked bodies on the sofa.
The imaginary scenario only increased her longing - but Lisa couldn't bear to act. That she wanted Becky, right now, wasn't a reassuring feeling. Instead it filled her with a desperate sort of anxiety. Even if she had wanted to act, she couldn't - it was as if her limbs were no longer at her command. They felt heavy, and even if she had felt compelled with certainty to take Becky in her arms, she was certain her body would not comply. All she could do was sit and gaze.
Becky seemed to realise that Lisa was staring, and fidgeted uncomfortably. Lisa looked quickly away. Had Becky guessed what was on her mind?
To distract herself, Lisa fixed drinks and snacks for the both of them, and they made a start on the day's study. All things considered, they made good progress, breaking for lunch and continuing long into the afternoon. In fact, time seemed to get the better of them, and it was soon almost four in the afternoon.
Had they realized that, both girls wouldn't have been surprised when the quiet of the afternoon was broken, suddenly, by the sound of the back door of the house opening loudly, followed by two boisterous male voices.
"Shit!" Lisa exclaimed, although she dared not raise her voice above a whisper. "It's Carl and Ben!"
Carl and Ben were Lisa's two brothers - the Terrible Twosome, as they had been affectionately known since childhood. Typical boys, they loved football, video games, and winding up their older sister. Now they were 13 and almost 16 respectively, the winding up was more along the lines of gentle ribbing than the dirt-throwing, spider-chucking, water-pistol-squirting of the past, but they still loved making Lisa the butt of harmless jokes and pranks.
Lisa looked over in horror at Becky, naked, lying on her stomach on the living room floor, knees bent, legs crossed in the air at her ankles, head resting on her folded arms. "You have to get upstairs! Hide! Now!" she hissed. She didn't need to imagine how her teenage brothers, who already all-but drooled when Becky walked by, would react if they walked in and found her sitting in their living room stark naked.
But Becky apparently didn't share her sense of urgency. "What's the problem?" she purred.
"They'll see you naked!" Lisa retorted.
Becky rolled over and sat up, shrugging. "So? What's so bad about that?" She laughed. "It'll be educational for them!"
Lisa whirled. "No!" she exclaimed. "No! You are not going to... expose yourself to my little brothers. They're pervy enough as it is, and besides, they'll just assume you and I were doing... something we weren't supposed to and they'll either tell mum and dad, or worse, they'll blackmail me to stop them telling them."
Becky was defensive. "I'll explain," she said. "I'm not ashamed. I've known your family forever. I don't care if they see me naked."
"Nuh-uh," Lisa shook her head. "You wanna explain how you're some kind of... nudist to my kin, you do that, but do it with clothes on."
Becky grinned. "Dare me to be naked?" she asked, a strange note to her voice. She had that look in her eye again.
But Lisa shook her head. "No way," she said. "We're not doing that now, Becky. Please. This isn't a joke or a game. This is my life. I don't want to explain to my family - to any of my family - that when I hang out with my best friend she doesn't wear clothes any more and that this is somehow a perfectly normal thing. Please, get upstairs before they see you."
Something in Lisa's tone gave Becky pause, perhaps letting her know she was close to crossing a line. Over the past few days Lisa had indulged, even embraced, some aspects of this new side to her, but there were limits to what she was comfortable with, and this was one of them.
"Al-right," Becky pouted, getting to her feet.
"Wait!" Lisa halted her, before standing up herself. "I need to make sure the coast is clear. Stay behind me."
The two girls made their way toward the living room doorway - Lisa markedly more cautiously than Becky, although she was relieved to see that her friend was affecting some stealth at least, and had folded her arms across her breasts to give herself a little coverage.
They needed to get out of the living room and along the hallway to get to the stairs, and then it would just be a dash to Lisa's room. Once Becky was safely up there, Lisa could come back down at her leisure and grab their books, Becky's clothes - which were still by the front door, and anything else they needed, and nobody would be any the wiser. But they needed to pass by the open kitchen door en route, and as far as Lisa knew the boys, who had come in via the back door, were probably still in there.
Lisa peered cautiously through the door. Sure enough, as she suspected, both boys were in the kitchen, assembling what seemed to be plates of sandwiches and crisps far in excess of what a normal person could eat, but knowing the appetites of her teen brothers, probably constituted a light snack.
Lisa turned to Becky, and in as loud a whisper as she dared, outlined a plan. "I'll go in the kitchen and talk to them, while I'm distracting them, you run past and go straight upstairs, got it?"
She was relieved when Becky nodded and mouthed, "okay". Perhaps when confronted with the reality of actually being caught nude by her friend's brothers in their house, her nerve had failed a little and she no longer wanted to be seen quite so badly.
Striding confidently into the kitchen as if nothing was amiss, Lisa walked across the room, to stand where her brothers would have to turn with their backs to the doorway to acknowledge her.
"Alright you two?" she asked cheerily. "How was school?"
"Alright sis," Carl, the older, returned. "Not bad."
"He's got a girlfriend," his younger brother taunted, apropos of nothing.
"Ben!" the older boy chided.
"What's that all about?" Lisa asked, genuinely interested. Her brother was well-liked in his year at school but had never really been successful with girls - like many teenage boys he suffered from a lack of confidence in that department.
"Mary Purbeck," Ben continued. "She's his girlfriend now."
