It was decided to have the nude employees tattooed with the gym's logo, so we could be identified as employees at work. Then I found out Jamie had been hired as an instructor for the quickly expanding nude classes. Once we all three had signed our enhanced Nudity Clause, which covered us to be naked at work full time, Angie and Jamie were so horny about finally being free to parade around naked, like I was, they each used me as a fuck toy...not that I minded a bit! So before we left for the tattoo parlor, we each caught a quick shower.
We managed to get downtown in record time. The only traffic light that caught us was interesting. There was a jacked up pickup truck in the other lane that was high enough to see into my car. The truck's driver was staring wide eyed at two naked women in the front and back seats. I don't think he even saw that I was naked, too. Jamie was still fiddling with getting the vibrating egg to feel comfortable in her pussy and Angie remembered that she had left her clitoral hood ring in my car and was working on putting that back in when the light caught us, so he really had a show!
The only available parking spots for the tattoo parlor was across the street from the building. Like most towns, 5:00 is very busy traffic-wise, so there was no way we could not be seen. I'm sure that factored into Ashley picking the time that she did. Stepping out of my car in the middle of town and crossing the street naked was a rush. It was easier, I guess, because there were three of us. I'm not sure I was at that point in my exhibitionist mode that I would have been able to do it by myself.
Angie, taking the lead, was fearless. Considering the situations that Ashley and Joey had put her in over the last year, this was nothing. She had been nude in public at various places for a year now. She had already been naked while shopping in several stores, pumping gas at a minute mart and going inside to pay for it, and jogging thru local parks. This was nothing new to her. As we got out, she basically grabbed Jamie and me by the hand and led us across the 4-lane traffic, relishing in the whistles and cat calls, like this was just a normal day for her. Damn, it was sexy.
As we entered the tattoo shop, Donna, the owner, was sitting in one of four barber chairs, talking to two other women. As if having three naked customers come in was an everyday occurrence, she said flatly, "you're late...but not too bad. Damn, Ashley can sure find the prettiest people! You three can stop traffic...oh, wait. You just did! We will be able to do all three of you at the same time. It's amazing how easily I can talk my staff into staying late when I ask them to tattoo a naked woman! We've got the stencils of the gym logo already prepared, so take a seat. Ashley said we could use you for advertising, if I wanted, so I've arranged our chairs in front of the storefront window. You're going to definitely draw us some business today. Ashley said you wouldn't mind, at all!"
As Donna motioned me to sit in her chair, the technicians introduced themselves and showed us the logo, which was actually only slightly smaller than what was on the shirts, not small, like Ashley had promised...just par for the course. Donna made sure each of our chairs were leaned back and positioned toward the window for putting us on maximum display. The techs quickly realized they wouldn't have to shave the tattoo site, but that didn't stop them from running their hands over our smooth pubic mounds more than necessary and smiling at each other. After the tattoo site was cleaned, the stencil was transferred to our skin and the process began. Never having had a tattoo before, I wasn't sure what to expect. I assumed it would be similar to the laser hair removal pain, but more intense...it was! No need to worry about popping an erection during THAT procedure! Whew! What little erection I got from Donna stroking her hand over my crotch was quickly deflated.
