Ann's eyes her co-workers
Morning came to find Carey coming out of the bathroom, drying her hair. She said she was going down for breakfast. Still self-conscious of my bareness, I waited until she left and did my morning routine. I dressed in shorts and a thick cotton polo, but no bra. I thought the material concealed my erect nipples. For me, going braless was a huge step. I asked myself how many more such steps lay ahead.
I started down the stairs and froze. My three co-workers were busy in the kitchen preparing breakfast and there was not one article of clothing among them.
"Morning," I called from the stairs. They all turned and said good morning. God, now I have to look at every thing. I smiled bravely and turned my gaze down to the floor and crossed to the island. Jim offered coffee, black as I always take it, and without looking at him I reached for the cup.
I walked to the screen door and looked out. "Another glorious day in paradise," I called over my shoulder.
I stood there frozen, afraid to turn around. I sensed someone next to me and turned my head to see Carey.
"Hon, thanks for being such a trooper," she said as she patted my arm. "We all understand the first time is difficult, but you have to look at us sooner or later. You can't go through this week averting your eyes all the time. So, turn around and get it over with. It's Ok to look. It's Ok to stare at all body parts. We're nude and we are not offended if people see us."
I took a deep breath and turned. Jim and Dan were leaning back against the island, each holding a mug. My first impression was they were naked. As an accountant, I am great at grasping the obvious. My next observation was that Carey was right. Jim was tall and fit for a man of 45. He had just slight love handles. His chest was covered with a light coating of blond hair that darkened as it approached his crotch, where it became almost brown. His penis hung straight down and looked, well, I guess nice is a good word. I could see his testicles behind his penis. Dan, on the other hand, had quite a different look. Younger, shorter and darker than Jim, his chest was practically hairless and his stomach showed the results of more than a few hours in the gym. He had a thin dark line of hair that ran from his navel to his crotch. His pubic hair was obviously trimmed into a small triangle. His penis was long and thick and his testicles hung low. I had seen a couple men naked, I'm not a virgin after all. Dan, however, seemed to have the biggest sex organ of any of those others.
"Well," I said trying to bring some levity, "it's a pleasure meeting the rest of you."
We laughed, clinked mugs and started chatting about the day ahead of us. After a few minutes, I did not feel ashamed when I took a look at either of the penises or the naked flesh of Carey. I also admired the three good looking butts that kept popping into view. Hmm, I thought, maybe this won't be so bad.
After breakfast, my three co-workers went to get dressed and I put the kitchen back in order.
We worked hard all day, breaking for only a short lunch in the conference room, again delivered by the bountiful and naked Betty. Who stopped for a chat. She had heard about my co-workers joining in the spirit of the camp, and must have felt more relaxed in front of us, even though we were clothed. I was slowly realizing the effect of going naked. When I first met Betty, and she was dressed, I just noticed her large size. Now, naked, I was not focused on her ample breasts and gentle rolls of flesh, but on her as a person.
We broke around 4. I told the others to go ahead and get outside and I would re-file the loose ends still strewn around the table. They dashed over to the cabin. In a few minutes I heard their voices and saw them out the window walking bare-assed toward the lake.
When I got over to the cabin, my nerves were a bit on end thinking about when the naked three would return. I was making a Marguerita when I heard Tam's voice asking if she could come in. I shouted "Sure" over my shoulder and turned on the blender. I salted a rim of a tumbler, filled it with crushed ice and poured a lovely mix of tequila, triple sec and lime juice to the brim.
I asked if Tam wanted one and she said yes. I fixed a second and turned to hand it to her, almost dropping both glasses.
Tam stood a few feet away wearing a yellow visor, whistle around her neck and sneakers. Otherwise, there was just the most beautiful naked body I have ever seen standing in front of me.
"Holy shit!" I yelled, "you're naked."
Tam looked startled and then apologized. "Ann, I'm sorry. I thought you would assume I would be nude. I told you we all are nude except at dinner."
I took a deep drink of the Marguerita and nodded like an idiot. "Yeah, you did. I was just caught by surprise. No problem, really. Here's your drink."
Tam took the glass and offered her rim to me. We clinked and drank.
"Really, Ann, would you prefer if I got a towel or something? It's just that Carey explained that the cabin had become clothing optional, which I think is terrific, and so I didn't even consider me being here nude would be a big deal."
"No, it's not," I said, "Honestly. It's just I wasn't expecting it. I'm fine with it. Really."
I noticed I had already finished my drink. I proclaimed my need for another and Tam said she'd wait a second. I refilled my glass and turned back.
"Want some chips or something?" I asked.
"As a matter of fact, I do," she said. "Let me get them. I know where everything is since I stocked this place."
She put her glass on the island and crossed over to the pantry cabinet. She opened and stood on her tippy-toes to reach a basket on the top shelf. Her action tightened the muscles in her butt and the sight hit me in my gut. I turned away quickly.
I could hear her dumping the chips in the basket and she returned and set them on the counter.
"Well, cheers, again," she said. We toasted and drank.
I looked at her body, her firm breasts, a shade lighter than her dark brown face and arms, were topped by almost black nipples that were now rigid. Her tight stomach, incredibly long legs, and her prominent mons free of any hair that might have otherwise concealed her fantastic sex lips just exuded sex. I feared she must have noticed me giving her the once over.
She smiled and asked, "So, what do you think?"
In a tiny voice, I said, "I think you are gorgeous."
Tam reacted. "Uh, thanks, but I meant what do you think of being in a clothing optional environment, especially here with your team?"
I now hoped there was a trapdoor in the floor that would magically open and swallow me up. I felt stupid, no, idiotic.
