This was meant to be the final chapter in this series. However, one of my failings as a writer is that I fall for my own characters. So, to borrow from the James Bond films, Penny, Megan, Paula, Mike, Jim, Helen, and Harry will return in "The Performance CH 05."
While I hope that this piece stands on its own, it is a continuation of the story told in my previous works "The Performance, "The Performance CH 02," and "The Performance CH 03." I think this chapter will make a lot more sense if you read those chapters, in sequence, first.
This story draws on some real experiences but is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to any real person or entity is coincidental and unintended. Thank you very much for reading my stories. Please leave comments.
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Penny's friend Adrian Moss, an assistant professor of Theater Arts at the University, was critical to making our performance happen. He had persuaded seven seniors in his department to be our production crew. The students handled sound and lights. Two of them checked in the audience members against our list of invited guests who had RSVP'd. They were not being paid. Their compensation, according to Adrian, was being a part of a "unique theatrical experience."
The most visible crew member was our "stagehand," Paula Hartweg. Paula would come onstage during the show to gather discarded clothing, take it to the wings, and make sure that it got back to the correct person. Paula would also bring out the few props we were using. Paula was a quiet young lady with a plain face and light brown hair. Because she would appear onstage, she was dressed up for the performance in a long purple dress. The dress had a halter-like top that appeared to individually cup each of her substantial breasts while leaving her back bare. The dress fit tightly around her flat stomach and full, nicely rounded ass. Although the dress came down to Paula's ankles, it was slit almost to her hips on both sides, showing a pleasing amount of calf and thigh when she walked.
Adrian himself functioned as "stage manager." Just at 8:00 p.m., one of his students called him in the wings to say that the audience had all checked in, that we were only two seats shy of a full house, and that no one had tried to get in who wasn't on the guest list. That gave us a degree of confidence that we'd be undressing among friends and that the edgier parts of the show were unlikely to appear online or get us busted. Penny gave Adrian a nod. He gave the cue and, in a loud whisper, told us "house lights going down."
Mainly because she had done this before, we'd all agreed that Penny would function as "master of ceremonies." Once the stage lights came up sufficiently for her to be seen, Penny walked onstage in her print dress and heels. We were watching from stage right. A spotlight picked Penny up and followed her as she walked around the stage. The small headset microphone piped Penny's voice through the PA system.
"Good evening and welcome," Penny said to the audience. "Thank you for coming. The purpose of tonight's performance is for me and a few friends to show off our nude bodies, so it's nice to have someone here to see us. A couple of housekeeping matters first. Please understand that none of us are, in any way, connected to the Wilson School and this show is in no way sponsored by the School. The School was simply nice enough to rent us this theater and not ask too many questions. Also, the air conditioning in the theater is set a bit higher than normal. That is for our comfort since we will be nude for most of the performance. We hope that it does not make you uncomfortable. However, if anyone does get too warm, you are more than welcome to remove your clothing during the performance." That drew a nervous laugh from the audience.
Penny walked back and forth downstage, making eye contact with as many in the audience as she could. From what I could see of her face, it seemed that Penny was truly enjoying the anticipation of undressing in front of these people.
After a couple of passes of the width of the stage, Penny resumed her monologue. "I hope that you don't mind listening to me talk, but that's not what you came for. It's not what I came for either. I came here tonight because I really enjoy having people see my nude body. So, I think it's time that we let that happen." The audience applauded as Penny began to unbutton her dress. When she finished with the buttons, Penny pulled the dress off her shoulders and handed it to Paula who had come onstage. Paula moved to the extreme right of the stage as Penny stood at center stage in a very sheer bra and panties.
"I paid a lot of money for this lingerie," Penny joked, "so I want to show it off for a moment. This also lets you and me build anticipation for the moment when I take these off." Penny walked back and forth across the stage again. Stopping at center stage, Penny said, "I don't know about you, but I'm getting excited. I guess I'd better get these things off before I get the panties too wet." There was another nervous chuckle from some in the audience. Penny reached behind her back and unhooked her bra. She took it off and handed it to Paula. I thought Penny would draw out this part of her stripping, but she immediately put her hands on her hips and began pushing down her panties. She leaned forward to pull them past her high heels, straightened, and handed the panties to Paula, who went offstage with Penny's clothes.
Penny stood at center stage nude, not speaking, with her arms at her sides, for a moment before breaking into a broad smile. "That's better, don't you think?" she asked the audience. Several people applauded.
Penny stepped downstage. "Supposedly," she said, "many people have nightmares about being naked in front of a room full of people. Well, this is the second time I've done it and I have to say; this is no nightmare. It is a dream come true. If you ever get the chance to do what I'm doing now, you really should take it. You will be amazed at how liberated, empowered, and excited you will feel. Oh, shit, sorry, I haven't shown you my ass."
With that, Penny turned her back to the audience. The spotlight on her brightened noticeably and narrowed highlight Penny's buttocks. Penny held that position while Paula brought a tall, three-leg stool onstage. When Paula had left the stage, Penny walked to the stool and sat, facing the audience. Penny spread her legs and said, "I also wanted to show you my pussy. I hope everyone can see it." The spotlight tightened onto Penny's vulva. After a moment of complete silence, some people started clapping and that grew into a round of general applause.
"Thank you," Penny said. "You can't imagine how good this makes me feel. I would gladly stay out here by myself showing off to you for another hour, but I have some friends who also want you to see them nude. The first people whom I want you to meet are my dear friends Megan and Harry."
That was our cue to go onstage. Megan squeezed my hand and led me out of the wings. I had thought about this moment a lot and didn't know how I would feel. In the event, I was nervous, but I was mainly focused on not screwing up.
"Please go to downstage center," Penny told us as we walked out. "Megan and Harry are my very, very good friends," Penny said. "Megan and Harry are also very much in love with each other. They have been kind enough to include me in their sexual relationship. In a moment, you will see a small part of what I find so attractive about this couple."
Megan and I were both wearing the headset microphones. After letting us stand in front of the audience clothed for a moment, Penny asked "Megan, do you want these nice people to see your nude body tonight?"
Megan enthusiastically replied. "Yes, very much."
"Harry, would you please accommodate your lover's wish and undress her?" Penny asked. Paula came back onstage and stood on the other side of me from Megan with her right side to the audience. I looked at Megan for a moment before I started the undressing. She looked very, very beautiful. She also looked happy and excited. I noticed that she was breathing a little fast.
I stepped behind Megan and undid the clasp above her dress's zipper. As I did so, Megan told the audience, "I've been so looking forward to this." I unzipped the dress and helped Megan take it off her shoulders. As I lowered the dress down Megan's body, I realized that she was wearing a bra, but no panties. When I got the dress to the floor, Megan stepped out of it. I stood up and handed the dress to Paula. There was now a spotlight on Megan and me. Megan turned far enough to give me a quick peck on the cheek then turned back to face the audience fully.
From her stool, Penny exclaimed, "No panties! Megan, I am so proud of you. Let's have a hand for a woman who doesn't wear panties under her dress." Penny started to applaud, and the audience followed. When the applause died, Penny said, "Megan has an exquisite pair of tits. Harry, would you please take that bra off Megan so everyone can see them?"
I was still behind Megan. I unhooked her bra and pushed the straps forward onto her arms. When I got them far enough, Megan grasped the bra and took it the rest of the way off. Megan handed her bra to Paula, who walked off stage. I stepped to Megan's side. In the spotlight, Megan looked very naked. She was smiling. I could see a gleam in her eye. Her nipples were erect.
"Megan," Penny asked, "Have you ever been naked in front of 300 clothed people before?"
"No," Megan answered.
"How does it feel to have all of these people looking at your nude body?" Penny asked.
"Wow," Megan said. "It feels exciting and very gratifying. This is a real rush."
"Turn around so they can see your ass," Penny instructed. Megan turned her back to the audience. "Is that or is that not the perfect female ass?" Penny asked. The audience answered with applause. I could see Megan's smile grow wider. "Are you enjoying yourself?" Penny asked Megan.
"Definitely," Megan replied.
Penny let Megan stand with her back to the audience for a moment before asking her to turn back around. "Megan, what else would you like besides everyone seeing you in the nude?" Penny asked.
