As I was lying there after sex, still sweating but my breathing was back to normal, I started to have an idea. I looked at her as she went to get some water, her smooth curves and toned body it hit me.
"I don't want you to wear clothes anymore." She laughed a bit and looked over her shoulder at me, then turned back to the faucet in the master suite bathroom. She was about 5' 9", big C cup and toned from a lifetime of exercise. Her body was amazing, and she was beautiful on top of all of it. She had kind of curly dark brown hair that came down just past her shoulders, with pale blue eyes. She was one of those girls that it could be painful to look at because she was so pretty. She was also very adventurous in bed, so my suggestion was not all the way off base.
"No, I'm serious. I want you to be naked from here on out."
She smiled, "I have to go to work, and shopping and such. Should I just walk around at my job naked?"
"No, but when you weren't there you should take it off. Go around at the edge of decency if possible, try not to break any laws unless you have to."
"You're funny."
"Go topless in the car and anyplace that you can, wear as little as possible, and since it's summer that will be very easy. But when you are at home or when it's feasible I want you to be naked."
"Your friends sometimes come over. Would you like it if I was naked around them?"
"As long as they are not trying to fuck you, then I'll have to say yes. This isn't about having sex with everyone on earth, just with me. This is because you're so hot that I want to see you constantly."
While she was adventurous in bed, she was somewhat conservative outside of the bedroom. She really never went around underdressed. When we went out she would dress sexy, but never too much and always on par with the rest of the people we hung out with. At work she had a dress code that everyone followed. She was in the finance department of a large furniture outlet, and they wore things that were noticeably not sexy. She was always happy to get home to change, but it was almost always clothes to clothes. After a run or working out she was less conservative. After swimming she was very relaxed in attire, though wearing a bikini is almost naked by itself. She just would never cover up after unless she got cold. From the beach sometimes she would change in the car, which always got me hard. Some of my most special times jerking off was thinking about how the towel was useless covering her up while she changed and eventually she would drop it all together. After sex, and especially after a good long session, she was not conservative at all. She would not get dressed until the next morning, and was never shy about walking around naked. We had sex in the afternoon once time and we didn't have to go anywhere for the rest of the day. She spent the rest of the day fully nude on one of the greatest days of my life.
Cheryl said, "You're probably not going to get dressed now, are you?"
"No. What's the point? We might have sex again and even if not I am comfortable like this after an orgasm."
"So what I'm saying is, tomorrow, you just don't get dressed. Take a shower, put the towel away and stay nude."
"For how long? The whole day?"
"Yes. And, well, every day. Forever."
"I can't be naked like that. I have work on Monday, and we are going out tomorrow night. How am I supposed to stay naked? My girlfriends are coming over Sunday afternoon, and I'm supposed to lounge naked? What are you going to wear?"
"I'm still working out the logistics, but you have to get dressed for work. Your dress code probably doesn't include birthday suits unless your skin looks like khakis and a polo. Saturday night have to work on. At home, you need to be naked."
"Why? What's with the sudden desire to see me in the nude all of the time?"
"You're so amazingly hot, that unless prohibited by law I want to see you nude. I want you to turn into a militant nudist. I want you to show off that amazing body. I have had fantasies where I parade you around places where we don't really know anyone, but now I just want your unabashed nudity. I don't care if our friends know or see or join in."
"What about you? Does this include you walking around naked all of the time too?"
"I will be naked as well if that makes you more comfortable, but this isn't about me. I'll blend in and jump in where necessary. The thing is, nobody wants to see a naked man. Women are much more attractive, and people just don't turn away from the sight of a woman's skin. If you were topless at a public function, people smile. If I am topless, people want me to put a shirt on."
"But we're not talking about topless, are we?"
"In public, sure. At home and where possible beyond that, no. Then we are talking completely nude."
"Lingerie?"
"At home, no. When it gets cold we can address that, but we can just turn the heat up."
"What about when my girlfriends come over. Are you going to be here in the nude then?"
"I can make an appearance if you like, but naked or not, I don't want to be here when they are here. There is a lot of talking and I'd rather bail for the afternoon, which I would have done anyway."
"But for this I should be naked? I should sit around in the nude with my friends?"
"Yes."
"What is my motivation? Why would I agree to this?"
"Because you're young and beautiful and it won't last forever. Get as much mileage out of your youth before time hammers you down. Because it will please me. Because it's so far over the top and crazy wild that it will be fun."
"Fun for you maybe. I'm the naked one."
"Like I said, I plan on being naked with you most of the time. But you'll be naked almost all of the time. There has to be some kind of thrill with that."
We talked about it some more, mostly me demanding some nudity and her thinking of situations where she couldn't. I got so worked up that I jumped on her again and pounded away. I tried not thinking about her naked everywhere, but I couldn't help it when I did and I couldn't last as long as I should have on the third session of the night. Afterward, she looked up at while still panting and said, "You must be really turned on thinking about it."
We slept and the next morning I got up to do the chores around the house. The lawn needed to be mowed and there was always something else outside that needed my attention. I heard her in the shower, and I put on my outdoor working clothes. I went into the kitchen to get some coffee and the shower stopped. I could see from the kitchen into the bedroom mirror that she was naked while she was using the towel to dry her hair off. She twisted the towel onto her head and came out into the living room, naked but for the towel on her head.
"Is this too much clothes for you?"
"No, that's actually what I had in mind." This was unusual for her to be naked at this point. I wanted to run across the room and fuck her right then, but I also wanted to see where this would go. I was sure that I wanted her to never wear clothes again. I was half expecting it to be blown off, and I was now coming to grips with the fact that she might just do it
"How long have you been thinking about this?"
"From the moment I first saw you nearly naked, up to and including right now. I like being nude, as you may have noticed."
"I have noticed your dick freely swinging around sometimes." I have to say, it's a nice dick, at least everyone who has seen it says so. I'm about 8 ½ inches when fully aroused, and I have kept in shape by running at least 3 miles almost every day.
I said, "As soon as I saw you naked I wanted to see you like that always. The way you look normally is breathtaking. You're a beautiful woman and I am lucky to have you. But as soon as I saw you walk around in the nude after sex, I realized that your natural state is to be nude, always."
She looked at me and then turned a little to the side looking coy and slutty at the same time.
"Okay. I'll try it."
I felt bold at that point. I had just talked her into trying nudity around the house, but I also wanted to get on board with all of the rules from last night.
"So you'll be naked all of the time."
"Yes."
"And nearly nude the rest of the time, except for work and such."
"Yes."
"Forever?"
"Yes. The way I look right now is pretty much the only way that you will see me from now on. But...."
Here it comes. A fucking condition.
"...you have to be naked almost all of the time too."
I looked at her all naked, and was about to agree to most anything to keep her looking like that, but I didn't want to have constraints.
"Okay, I told you I would, as long as you are naked from here on out."
"Like right now," she said with an impish smile.
"I'm going to mow the lawn. Notwithstanding any agreement, it's kind of dangerous to not wear protective clothing for this."
She smiled again. "Wear boots, but get an all over tan. You can put on shorts for weed whacking."
I kind of had to go along with this. I told her to be naked, not asked. She looks like she is going to do it, but I have to join in. The thought of it made me reluctantly agree.
"I'll do the back in boots, but when I get out on the road side I'll put on shorts. I don't want to break the law, and if they can see me from the road I think that I am."
"Okay, then the towel goes back on..." and she swung it off of her head.