Before reading any further, here is the usual 'health warning'. This story contains explicit descriptions of sexual acts which some may find offensive or perverse. If you are likely to be offended by such content, then please continue no further.
A couple of actual events inspired this work of fiction, in which I have taken the opportunity to elaborate on some of my fantasies.
Please pass on comments, criticisms, and, suggestions.
The era was the latter half of the 1970's when computers were large, and their peripherals even larger. All equipment was contained in a sealed, air-conditioned, room, where the air pressure was slightly elevated in order to expel any foreign particles when the two sets of doors were opened. In between the doors was an anti-dust mat to retain any particles on the footwear of those entering the room. The operators had to wear overalls to minimise contamination by dust on their clothing.
Sally's shift of operators was doing nights this week, next week it would be back-shift, then day-shift the following week, before rotating round to night-shift again. This was the only all-girl shift in the organisation. At 2am on this particular night, things were so quiet that only two of the six-member shift were tending to the computer as it crunched its way through the batch jobs, while the remaining members lounged in the rest room that was for exclusive use of the operators.
They had just completed a round of putting in the deserted open-plan office outside of their rest room (this was achieved by removing the covers of certain of the floor sockets to provide the holes – extra features were provided by the office furniture, and, the lack of full lighting – only the emergency lights were lit to show the ways to the exits). Not another person had been seen.
"I hate night shift," said Sally, the shift leader, "It's so eerie in this dark, deserted building, and so boring."
"I know what you mean, we could have played that round naked for no-one is here to notice." remarked Emily, a slender, pretty, brunette.
"What about the security guards?" interjected Susan, another brunette, "They could have caught us."
"Oh, they aren't due to do their rounds for over an hour yet", said Sally, who was the eldest of the shift, having just passed her 31st birthday.
"See," said Emily, "We
could
have gone round naked."
"I bet you wouldn't dare go naked." chirped in Jacqui, the fourth member of the squad who had an exhibitionist streak in her and sensed the opportunity for a bit of excitement to alleviate the boredom of the night.
"Yes, I would!" retorted Emily, who also had an exhibitionist streak.
"Prove it," said Jacqui, "Take your clothes off."
"I'm not doing it alone, you must as well, Jacqui."
"OK then, you're on. You first."
Sally and Susan were amazed at the challenge that was unfolding before them. Neither actually believed that the two girls would fully go through with it even though Emily unzipped her overall and stepped out of it, discarding it on a convenient chair.
"OK Jacqui, now you." Emily instructed.
"Oh no," replied Jacqui, "Not until you are completely naked."
"C'mon," complained Emily, "How do I know you aren't going to chicken out once I am naked?"
"Fair point," Sally said to Jacqui, "Why don't you match Emily item for item."
"Alright then." resigned Jacqui as she removed her overall.
Emily next removed her shoes and socks, and, then her jeans, revealing that she was wearing light green panties, partly covered by her top. Sally's and Susan's eyes then switched to Jacqui, who removed her shoes, socks, and, jeans. Jacqui's top was shorter than Emily's, and showed off a pair of white lace panties, through which her red pubic hair could be seen.
"So you
are
a natural red-head," remarked Sally, and everyone laughed.
"Did you ever doubt it?" retorted Jacqui, who, in an act of defiance, removed her panties and exhibited her magnificent red bush to all. "Take a good look, you won't find the colour there any different from my head hair."
Sally and Susan never thought that this would go so far, but nevertheless found themselves staring at Jacqui's pussy and then at her head. On looking up at Jacqui's head, they looked straight into her eyes and realised they had been staring, and enjoying it. Upon this realisation, both girls blushed, which didn't go unnoticed by Jacqui who felt a rush through her body, and a sudden release of fluid in her vagina. She hoped that the juice wouldn't start to flow and become visible, although her pussy lips were well concealed by the mass of pubic hair.
Emily was quite aroused by Jacqui's exhibition, and decided to tease her audience. Quite rightly, she assumed that the others would expect her to remove her panties next, but instead, she began to lift her top.
"Panties, panties!" the others jeered, followed by "Show your pussy."
But Emily continued to raise her top. She wasn't wearing a bra, and knew she would be showing off her small but pert breasts once her top was off, so she gradually raised her top to just below her nipples, revealing the bottom half of her breasts, and letting everyone see that she was not wearing a bra. At that point she halted, much to the consternation of her audience, who were becoming very excited and were shouting slogans like "Braless!" and "Get your tits out!"
Then Emily turned her back to her audience and completely removed her top, throwing it onto the chair that held the rest of her discarded clothes, and while still facing away from the others, she slowly slid her panties down, gradually revealing her nicely rounded bum. Then, while keeping her legs straight, she bent over to slowly push her panties down to her ankles. Emily knew she must be displaying her bum hole, and her pussy lips would be showing as well, but that was her intention.
And that was indeed the case, for she heard a gasp from the others when they saw her womanly charms. After stepping out of her panties, Emily turned to face the others, revealing her full frontal totally naked body. The others' eyes took in the small, pert, breasts with nipples standing out like hazelnuts from pink areolae, the flat stomach, and the pussy with the edge hairs shaved, leaving a neat, dark, quim running from the top of her slit to just below the panty line, and bare labia, which were glistening with moisture.
All three others felt a rush of pussy juice on seeing Emily nude, Sally's and Susan's panties absorbed theirs, but in Jacqui's case, her juice flowed out and formed beads on her pubic hair. Then, rather than crouch down to pick up her panties, Emily squatted, spreading her legs, and showing off her cunt. What a buzz she was getting from this. She could see that Jacqui was quite wet, and suspected that Sally and Susan were also wet, judging by the gasps that were coming from them. Emily herself was quite wet, for, on squatting, her pussy lips spread and a globule of creamy juice oozed from her open vagina. She picked up her panties and stood up, tossing her panties onto the chair.
All eyes now focused on Jacqui, who, unceremoniously hauled her top over her head, and deftly unclipped her bra and let it slide down her arms to fall on the floor. Jacqui had larger breasts than Emily, but they stood out firm with no sag. The nipples were hard, but not as prominent as Emily's, and were a lighter shade of pink. Her pussy was unkempt, hiding all of her vulva ('laissez faire' as Jacqui calls it).
"I never would have believed you two would have gone all the way." remarked Sally, who was by now dying to give her pussy some attention, and wondered how she would accomplish that without the others knowing.
"Yeah, me too." echoed Susan, who was also wanting to attend to her sopping pussy.
"Right", said Emily, "Let's go, Jacqui."
"Go where?"
"Around the office, of course. That's what all this is about, going naked around the office." With that, Emily left the rest room and entered the open plan office area.
"Go on, Jacqui," urged Sally, "Go with her."
So Jacqui trotted off and caught up with Emily. Sally and Susan followed closely behind, their eyes riveted on the pair of luscious bare backsides in front. On reaching the far side of the floor, Jacqui and Emily about-turned and headed back towards the rest room, neither making any effort to cover up their nakedness.
Sally turned to Susan and said, "I'm so turned on by this, I'm going to try it too." And trotted ahead to the rest room. When the others arrived, Sally was down to her bra and panties that were sporting a substantial wet patch at the crotch.
"Good for you, Sally. How about you Susan?" urged Jacqui.
"Yes, Susan, join us," pleaded Emily.
Sally divested her bra and panties, and posed for the others, displaying her ample breasts, which had a slight sag, but not much, with large areola and hard nipples. Her pussy was very sparsely populated with blond hair, and, on seeing this, Jacqui had to say, "So you are a natural blond then?"
Sally's pussy lips were quite visible, with the flaps of her inner lips hanging noticeably down. Also visible, was quite a respectable clitoris poking its head out from the top of her slit. Everyone was getting even more turned on, especially Susan, who, now self conscious that she was the only one with clothes, proceeded to remove them.
Susan had tits similar to Jacqui, and her pussy was totally bare. So no-one could tell whether her head hair was a natural brunette, or out of a bottle.
"OK girls," said Sally, taking charge, "Let's go exploring." and stepped into the main office area with the rest following.
Instead of going across to the other side of the floor as Emily and Jacqui did, they walked over to the stair well and entered it, the only part of the building fully lit at night, where they stopped and listened. They looked up and down the stairs, wondering if they should go up a floor. They certainly wouldn't go down for that led to the basement, and that's where the security office is, adjacent to the underground car park. They stayed there talking, expressing how exciting each found this escapade, and what they could do in future. All were highly aroused and each had to consciously halt their fingers from wandering down to their sopping pussies.
Then they heard the 'ping' of a lift arriving at a floor above them and all made a naked dash back to the rest room, tits bouncing and bums wiggling.
As the last girl entered the room and closed the door behind her, Sally observed that it was the time of the security guards' patrol about the office. The operators' rest room was not on the guards' rounds, so the girls were safe there. Neither did the guards patrol the computer suite because only operators and senior technical staff were authorised to enter there.
