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Claire And The Boys Next Door Ch 04

Claire And The Boys Next Door Ch 04

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I was distracted through dinner with my parents and spent most of the evening staring at a succession of pointless TV shows, my brain engaged with re-living past adventures and fantasising about new ones. This time the enjoyment high from what had happened lasted pretty much the rest of the day, and the feelings of embarrassed regret that had hit me the previous times didn't really appear. In fact I was now conscious that the embarrassment was part of the enjoyment, stripping for two horny high school kids and a pizza guy remained slightly shameful and scary but that was why I loved it.

The next morning couldn't come soon enough, I already knew what I was going to do. I wanted to take my adventures further afield than just stripping for Tom and Jim next door. I didn't know if it would start to get boring, Jim in particular probably already had twenty or so scenarios to get me nearly or completely naked, but I was still concerned to not go too far too fast with them. Throughout all of this the thrill was me being naked for guys in slightly contrived 'everyday' situations, that was what turned me on and what I wanted to do more of, but I would have been an idiot to not imagine two 18 year olds weren't also thinking of more.

I didn't want to dwell on all that, so I instead thought about what to do next. I decided I'd continue to dip my toes gently, but make sure it was also something that would give me a thrill. I thought about Geoff spotting me when I walked down my drive a few days back and how I then imagined anonymous watchers as I swung my bum down the street yesterday. I seemed to get a kick out of just the idea of showing off, so why not take advantage of that and also get used to being a bit more free with my body in public. My idea was to practice a bit of naturism in my own back garden.

I once again found myself half feigning sleep as I heard my parents getting ready for work, impatient for them to leave even though I knew I couldn't sunbathe at 8:15am. After they left I ate my breakfast further lamenting that this time there wasn't even an outfit to prepare. I had nothing to do but anticipate and wait. Finally, around 10am I decided my time had come. I headed upstairs to get ready, which was accomplished easily by slipping off my dressing gown and tying up my hair into a bun. I looked at my naked body in the mirror, taking in the view that Tom, Jim and Andy had enjoyed the day before. The thrill was certainly still there and I smiled to myself before making my way downstairs to the back door.

I left the door open but all I took with me was a bottle of sun lotion. It felt important to create the situation I wanted to have absolutely nothing out there I could cover up with, not even a towel. At first I sort of crept across the patio to where I would take in the sun, but as I looked around the garden, again realising the height of the hedges and the deserted look of the woods across the valley, I grew in confidence. People still might be watching, but they weren't about to pop up and bother me. I had considered earlier that Tom and Jim could do so if they felt like crawling through the hedge, but that seemed unlikely when they could just watch from the skylight. It would be the idea of my hidden admirers that would give me the thrills I sought today.

Clearly my first order of business was to cover my body in sun cream. I couldn't help but remember Jim doing it for me a few days before, and this time I thought about several men watching and enjoying me rubbing the lotion into every part of my nakedness. I did my arms and face fairly quickly, but then spent a good few minutes sat up on the lounger massaging the cream into my tits, squashing them one way then another and bouncing them up and down for my imaginary audience.

Then I passed another few minutes tracing my hands from the tip of my toes all the way up each leg as I sat facing towards Tom's house, lifting and pointing my feet towards the hedge in turn. My legs were apart as I rubbed every inch, repeating for the foliage the show I had briefly given Jim. As my hands finsihed their work, gently smoothing the cream around my pussy and pubic hair, I definitely thought about masturbating though not particularly seriously. As I wondered how to do my back I tried to look up to Tom's house to see if I could spot any voyeurs but it was impossible to tell. The house seemed totally quiet.

Making my decision, I stood up and this time faced Geoff's house. Disappointingly I realised that Geoff's was a different style house to my and Tom's, and so didn't seem to have skylights. Still, this was all make believe anyway. Looking behind me I squirted cream onto the round top of my arse and used a hand to rub it into both cheeks. In my fantasies at this point Tom, Jim, Geoff, even Andy and several anonymous someones were now treated to my glistening total nudity from head to toe. As I stood there in the sunlight and the open expanse of our yard, occupied with my work and looking down, they had no fear of being spotted and just drank me in. I was so far into the story that I even turned round to make sure everyone got the best views and once again lotioned my breasts, enjoying stroking each nipple to rigid attention. Even though they were just my own hands they felt great on my now extremely supple skin.

Managing to stop with a little difficultly I finally lay down to catch the sun. Repeating the now familiar pattern I went from hyped up and horny to relaxed in the warm sun, and after about 30 minutes or so my mind started to wander. After another half an hour or so I turned over onto my stomach, I imagined that, although they probably preferred looking at my boobs and pussy my admirers also wanted the variety of my arse from time-to-time. Besides, I wanted a proper all over tan to show off.

"Hello there!"

The voice jolted out of my day dreams about 15 minutes later. I realised that it was Geoff and that it was coming from slightly behind me and to the side, he was obviously behind the hedge in his back garden. I lifted myself up a little bit and called out back to him.

"Oh, hi, Geoff. It's me, Claire, we met the other day on your drive."

"Yes, I remember you quite well. I remember your little bikini even better."

Hearing him say that whilst lying there naked was a nice thrill. I wondered how he knew I was here, I figured he could maybe make out a vague shape through the hedge or had heard me shift about on the lounger. I called back again.

"How can you tell I'm here, I thought no one would even know I was out enjoying the sun?" I paused, wondering how daring to be. "You might enjoy my current outfit even more, actually." Turned out with the 'display' I'd put on earlier I was already feeling fairly daring.

"Yes, but can you really call that an outfit exactly?"

I froze. There was an obvious implication to what he'd just said. My heart pounding I instinctively brought one arm up to cover the top of my chest, even though my breasts were still squashed down and surely invisible. I had no idea what to do, there was no way to cover up and I wasn't even sure how I'd check where he was without exposing myself more. Wasn't that what I wanted, though?

"I must say that's a very cute reaction for someone being so brazen. If you wait there a moment I'll show you where I am."

I lay stock still and a few seconds later I again heard Geoff saying hello in his calm but firm manner. This time it was pretty much directly to my left. Keeping my body close to the plastic bed I turned my head and there was Geoff, he seemingly stood about 10 feet tall with his shoulders and head above the hedge.

"How are you up there?!" I squealed.

Up until now when I was naked in front of men I was only pretending to be unaware, this time it was the real deal and I did simply feel embarrassed, I was probably red all over. I uselessly reached one hand back to maybe cover part of my bare bum but quickly realised that just threatened to make my left boob pop out and brought it back up. I wanted to shrink into the floor, but had no choice but to lie there naked whilst Geoff looked me over with a steady, if slightly amused gaze.

"I see what's happened. I could bore you with all the details, but basically the level of my garden is about 5 feet higher than yours. The hedge is planted then there's a barrier holding the earth. The whole street chipped in to do this every three or four houses a few years back, it means that although the road is on a slope we all get roughly level back yards. Surprised a clever girl like yourself didn't realise something must be up, you have noticed you live on a hill, yes?"

Obviously I had noticed that but hadn't stopped to wonder about our yard. It made sense, but that didn't help me now in the slightest.

"Well, I must say, I was in favour of the change when it happened, but I didn't think it would bring me this much enjoyment."

Geoff continued to calmly watch me blush and, now he wasn't speaking, was openly running his gaze up and down my body.

"Er, well, do you think you could let me get up and go back inside? I would never have come out here like this if I'd known you could see. Sorry about that, it's quite embarrassing."

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"No need to be embarrassed on my behalf I assure you. Besides, I can't imagine a girl that goes out in that bikini minds too much who sees what. She probably quite likes people seeing, I'd say."

I didn't feel able to say much to that.

"You do look fantastic, by the way. The display you gave me with your ass the other day was lovely, but getting to properly see you now I'm not sure it did it justice. It's pert, there's virtually no sag, but your cheeks wobble quite a bit when you fidget around, not many do all of that. Really, it's gorgeous."

The slightly clinical way he was talking about my body and his enjoyment of it was different again from what I'd experienced before. There was nothing cocky or timid or jockish about his pleasure in me, it was just there, open and obvious. It was also now obvious he intended to continue to enjoy me.

"Well, er, thank you, I suppose. It's just I'm, er, not sure it's appropriate for me to be like this, and, y'know, for you to.."

"There it goes again." Geoff cut across my rather rambling and hesitant speech, nodding at my bum. I felt helpless, any move I made just showed me off more and I was at least 10 yards from cover in every direction. "I can't even imagine how good your breasts will look, they seemed really quite big the other day. Based on your bum they could be spectacular."

It seemed there wasn't much for it, either I was going to have to get up and expose myself for him or I was going to have to beg him. I racked my brain to see if there was anything I could bargain with. I was beginning to realise that I did need an element of control in my fantasies, even if they largely consisted of me acting as if I had none. I wasn't exactly scared or in trouble, but I knew that this wasn't anything like as much fun as my previous experiences with nudity. Not yet in any case.

"Please, Geoff, can you let me go back to the house?" I tried to sound confident but just sounded nervous.

"I'm certainly not stopping you. In fact, I encourage it."

"You know what I mean."

"Well, the thing is I would like to watch you and I don't think there's much you can do about it."

Suddenly I knew what I might be able to bargain with, the answer was obvious really. It also might offer a way to turn this slight horror into something more fun for me.

"Well, you might see me dash across a garden quickly with my hands in place, but is that really what you want?"

"I'm not sure your hands can cover up all of that." He again nodded towards my body. "Besides, yes, I do want to see all of you naked."

I couldn't deny that the way he was talking about me was starting to be slightly exciting, but I still didn't want to sprint naked across the garden in front of him. At first my discomfort with the situation was because of shock and surprise, now, as I began to enjoy the embarrassment a little bit it was also about pride.

"No, I probably wouldn't cover everything, but I'll be inside in seconds. You were trying to persuade me to sun bathe at your house the other day, though, that's obviously out of the question if you don't do the decent thing."

He continued to stare at me coolly, but his lack of immediate response suggested he was beginning to think things over. Eventually he replied.

"I take your point, but sun bathing in a bikini whilst I have to stay inside working is hardly comparable to this kind of view, is it?" He gestured towards me. I realised I'd need to say a little bit more, I tried to relax, I tried to draw on the feelings I'd had showing off when I felt more comfortable.

"I maybe don't have to just sun bathe."

"OK.."

I steeled myself, I felt like I was getting somewhere. I even found myself wondering which of my recent fantasies I might like to try out. My mind struggled to get very far, though, and all I could think of was the delight with which the guys yesterday had greeted a maid's outfit.

"I have a maid's outfit. Not a real maid's outfit, obviously, you can guess what I mean. Maybe I could come round and be your maid whilst you work. Clean, get you a drink. That sort of thing, maybe more"

"Maybe more?"

I tried to look at him with the same detachment he was looking at me and hold his gaze. I was certainly now feeling the sparks of enjoyment peeking through, I even deliberately wobbled my bum a little.

He looked me up and down some more still not seeming to react much, but after a few seconds he did let out a sort of small laugh. "Well, just when I think I know where this is going things take another turn. You really are a remarkable girl, Claire."

This time I stayed silent.

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"There's clearly no way I can refuse an offer like that. Especially from a naked girl. In fact, it's perfect timing, my wife is away for work till tomorrow so this evening is a good time for you to do a spot of maid work. I'll expect you at 8:45."

I was imagining I'd have a day at least to prepare but I didn't have any reason to object, I had no plans that evening and could easily give an excuse to my parents. I did have to somehow get the outfit but I supposed I could go buy one from the same mall Tom and Jim had gone to if I had to.

"Thank you."

He had one lingering look at me as I continued to lie exposed in front of him, then he nodded a goodbye and turned and walked towards his house. His head soon vanished behind the hedge and he didn't seem to hesitate or look back. I lay there for maybe 30 more seconds before getting up and scampering into the house. I covered my pussy and tits as best I could as I went, though I felt the latter bounce almost violently about and I'm sure my efforts at concealment were wasted. I couldn't help but imagine voyeurs enjoying the show. I'd watched a few videos online of women with large breasts letting them bounce freely whilst running and it was quite a sight. It was, as ever, a thrill to think I could easily be one of those fantasies, that people would want to watch me. It did seem as if Geoff was a man of his word, however, and was by that point back indoors.

I had a shower to wash off the lotion, got dressed in a pair of jeans and a top and decided my first order of business was to get the outfit I needed. Tom was the obvious person to contact, he lived next door and seemed the more likely to just help me out. I messaged him saying I needed a quick favour and waited. I figured I had a few hours before I needed to think about heading out to the mall myself. For now I was trying not to think about what might happen later, both to not be too nervous and to not get too attached to some possible fantasies.

Tom messaged back about 20 minutes later and we had a quick conversation. I said I wanted to borrow the maids outfit I'd worn part of the other day. It turned out the apron I'd worn was in fact a sexy cook's apron, and truthfully all that existed of that particular get up. However, and luckily for me, they had also bought French maid's attire. That had been their original idea but Jim saw the apron on their shopping trip and had an better one, amazingly enough when he explained it later Tom had agreed. A lot of that tale was pretty irrelevant to my request but Tom seemed to enjoy discussing how they had decided to dress and undress me.

The upshot was that he rang the doorbell a few minutes after all that with a carrier bag. He stepped into the hall, explaining he'd even gone so far as to include the shoes I'd worn the other day. I shut the door and quickly glanced inside the bag, it seemed to be what I needed.

"So, what do you have in mind with the outfit?" He was trying to sound casual, but was clearly very interested in my reply. I didn't want to say what my real plan was so just mumbled something about enjoying the fantasy and wanting to try it out here. I wondered if he'd ask to watch and started to consider if I'd let him. It had its appeal, but it seemed like a distraction from whatever might happen later that day.

"Oh, great." He said, sounding slightly preoccupied. "Well, now I've done you this favour, you owe me one in return I reckon."

"Really, is that so?"

"Yeah, that's the way it works."

"I suppose." I was hesitant, this seemed a fairly rehearsed little speech. "What did you have in mind?"

"Well, I've a few ideas I'd like to try out with you, and, y'know ... maybe Jim doesn't have to be there as well, and we could.."

"Look, Tom, I know we've got up to some things, and I can understand you getting the wrong impression, but I'm not interested in you like that.."

"No, No!" He cut in, slightly shocked. "I don't mean that. I mean, you're gorgeous, Claire, obviously, but it's just stuff like what's happened before. Not that I'm saying anything has happened, but.. Honestly, I swear."

"Well, OK, I guess that sounds ... OK."

He looked at me, still nervous.

"Is part of the idea possibly for me to not be wearing very many clothes again?" He began to grin as sheepishly as ever. "Or perhaps for me to be taking them off for you?"

This conversation was exactly what I needed to properly get myself in the mood for later, I was more-or-less fully recovered from the shock of Geoff catching me unawares earlier. I found myself wanting to tease Tom more, maybe get him to talk me through one of those ideas, maybe try on whatever outfit or lack of outfit he had in mind.

"I'll, er, let you know. Maybe we could try something on Saturday?"

"Fine."

We both hesitated a bit too long to keep things going, I was still thinking about later and Tom lost momentum now he'd secured my future participation. He said something about leaving and I went to open the door for him. As he got near me he sort of hesitated and I saw his hand nearest me reach out and then pull back. I figured I knew what was going on.

"You wanted to smack my ass, didn't you."

He seemed reluctant to speak, but then blurted out "I was thinking about it. It seemed like you let Jim that last time, and.."

"After all you've done to me, I guess I should be flattered you hesitated." He sensibly kept his mouth shut. "Go on, then, I suppose I'm getting used to it a little bit." It was true, it was exactly the sort of casual gesture that showed guys were enjoying my body that I now knew drove me a bit wild.

I cocked my hip slightly and he reached out and half patted, half spanked my jean clad backside. I turned to look at him, he still looked a bit unsure.

"Not as good as you were hoping?" I asked him, trying to sound as cheeky as possible. "Maybe it's not as satisfying when I'm wearing clothes, you'll have to ask Jim." I felt a bit bad adding that part, but I couldn't resist.

"I dunno." He sounded almost thoughtful now. The idea of dropping my jeans for him flashed across my mind. Before I could really do anything more, though, he took a few steps back and then started to walk out of the door, this time as he passed he drew his hand back and gave me a really solid slap across the ass, carrying on out whilst I let out a shriek, though more in surprise than real pain. He turned and grinned at me after he'd gone a little way down the drive. "That one was good!"

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