Cynthia wants a tour.

"I asked if you could show me around the office," Cynthia giggled. "If I'm going to be working here, I need to know my way around and who better to help then the office boy."

Before Eric could answer Cynthia had wrapped her arm in his and locking them at the elbows. He held his breath. This was the first time since his punishment began that he felt a woman's touch, outside the occasion slap on the ass. He couldn't even respond before Cynthia was dragging him towards the door. They were so close that occasionally their hips touched sending a shock through Eric's spine.

As they walked away the other gym goings continued to take pictures. It had been a long time since anyone at work took him pictures after all they'd gotten plenty over the first few months. But now that Cynthia was here their interest was piqued once again. Eric cringed a little as he listened to all the camera's shuttering, photos being taken of his and Cynthia's bouncing bare butts as they exited the gym and shut the door behind them.

The minute that door slammed everything stopped. They couldn't hear the uproar they had caused in the gym any longer. Eric blinked still not fully able to process his situation. Earlier today he had run into his old school friend Cynthia Lewis, had to explain his living nightmare to her, and now she was in his office just as naked as he was. It was a lot. Eric turned to ask his old friend what the hell was going on but he could she started moaning.

"Oh my God," Cynthia laughed maniacally, placing a hand over her blushing face. "I can't believe I just did that."

Cynthia's whole body started twitching, her knees buckled, and her face was bright red. It seemed the boldness she had displayed earlier was a bluff. Although seemingly not entirely as beneath the hand covering her face Eric could see a wide excited smile crossing Cynthia's face.

"Why did you do that!" Eric hissed. "You said you have a plan. Was that the plan?"

"Ye-aah," she said nervously raising her bare shoulders high. "I didn't think he'd fold that easily. I thought he'd pull some bullshit about a dress code, and I could use that to **** him to give you your pants back. Guess I was wrong."

"Yeah, you were!" Eric yelled getting real wound up. "And why exactly did you're plan involve stripping naked? Are you an exhibitionist or something!"

Cynthia blushed and looked away for a moment, her visible nervousness making Eric calm down for a second. He stared at her for a moment; she was still the most beautiful woman he had ever met. Her well sculpted face made every expression like a work of art in his eyes. Then his eyes widened. Her silence seemed enough of an answer to him.

"Oh my God. Is that it? You're an exhibitionist!"

"I am not," Cynthia said defensively, her face intensely angry before softening. "I'm not an exhibitionist...... I'm a nudist."

Eric froze for a second. "Since when?"

"Listen Eric," she said brushing her hair out of her face. Another thing Eric found very sexy. "Do you remember, in college, when you'd come over to my place to study and it would take me a long time to answer the door."

"Yeah, it was really annoying, and you always brushed it off as girl stuff.....Oh Shit!"

"I'm sorry I never told you," Cynthia replied toying with her hair. "I was scared how it would affect our friendship."

Eric said nothing for a moment. His mind traveling back in time 10 years to college. To all those times he had knocked on the door to Cynthia's off campus apartment and waited way to long for her to open the door out of breath sometimes in a backwards sweater. It was so obvious. A million images scrolled through Eric's mind about what she must have been doing before he arrived. Eating naked. Sleeping naked. Sprawling out on the couch watching TV. Naked! Didn't she used to do yoga?

His train of though was interrupted by a few finger snaps in his ear.

"Earth to Eric, come back Eric." She said mere inches from him face. "Can you please stop doing that.

"Oh, Sorry th-this is just a lot."

"I bet."

"But wait how did you go from hiding your nudity behind closed doors to flaunting it in the gym?"

"Europe," she shrugged. "The shit they are ok with over there. God it just makes a girl wanna drop her inhibitions and just go for it."

"fiu fiuu!" a wolf whistle echoed down the hall from a passing associate. Eric and Cynthia tensed up with the latter actually clung to Eric's side. The penniless businessman froze feeling her boobs pressing against his side. Being naked all the time hadn't actually helped his dating life. When was the last time he was with a woman? The associate walked on leaving the naked pair alone.

"Ok so I'm not exactly a full-fledged exhibitionist yet so I guess a few inhibitions have remained." Cynthia awkwardly laughed to herself.

"Y-you sure you don't want to get dressed?" Eric asked trying to keep calm.

"And leave you to suffer alone?" Cynthia frowned. "No way. Besides so long as I'm here your boss won't be able to mess with you right?"

"Andersson's always been a coward," Eric sighed. "It why he's got those goons. Unfortunately, they can't help him close deals."

"Hmm then I get we'll have to try something else," Cynthia said anxiety biting on her thumbnail. She shifted her weight into a more comfortable position, popping her hip out in Eric's direction. Eric blinked trying to keep his head on straight. This was all way too stimulation for him right now. Embarrassment had kept him flaccid for a while, but seeing Cynthia's bare bum might take him over the edge. Suddenly his old friend grabbed him by the arm and pulled him forward.

"Wh-what? Where are we going." Eric blushed.

"I told you I wanted a tour remember. Show me where you work, we can brainstorm on the way."