Difference of Opinion

I found myself surprised by the question... Zoe's gone from needing others to strip to asking us to spend time with her, in public no less, while still naked herself. Maybe she's really gotten used to it? I was kind of hoping Michael, my new roommate and boyfriend, would be along soon with something for me to wear. That said, I didn't want to be a wet blanket and tell her no. Tiffany spoke up almost right away, "Um, could I go back to my best first? I've got something I could wear there and ..."

She trailed off as Zoe let out a giggle, "My parents are expecting me at a local open-air coffee shop soon. Rather not keep them waiting. They're in for enough of a surprise when they spot me naked, don't you think?". With that, she paused, smirking softly at Tiffany, who nodded back, a small smile of her own aimed back at Zoe. Zoe's smile widened at that, "The offer is still on the table, but we'd have to go straight there if there's any chance of getting even something caffeinated before they arrive."

I find myself smiling along, quietly noting that any inquiry I would make would be met with the same response; particularly when mine was only a possibility, not the guarantee that Tiffany had in mind. Casting a glance at Tffany, noting the three of us were still naked, and liable to remain that way for the immediate future, I decided to act in the best interest of the patient. Remaining casual, I placed my arms under my breasts, giving them a squeeze, their exposure growing more prominent by the **** gesture, "I think I speak for both of us when I say, lead the way, and we'll make sure you get there safely."

Tiffany gives me an odd look, which only causes me to giggle, even as I keep my gaze on Zoe. She smiles back, and a polite, not to mention self-assured look, was aimed my way. "Glad to hear it. Come with me, please." With that, she walked us back the way we came, surprisingly knowing the route back. Tiffany shrugged at me, perplexed at this change, and I simply smiled back, waving it off before moving the catch-up. My breasts bounce lively as I move to keep pace with Zeo and find myself enjoying the experience. Once more, my high heels clicked loudly on the floor, loudly announcing our approach. They must have anticipated our arrival, as many were already looking up as we came into view. Rather than surprised, they looked happy to see us, enjoying the sight of us naked before them.

It did not take us long to return to the main atrium, where guests would wake, and my coworkers were situation to aid those guests. Several gasps were made by those same guests as we came into view, soon turning to point and amused exchanges. My coworkers simply smirked, anticipating the sight and enjoying the chance to see it. Tiffany once more grabbed ahold of me, a hand on my rear, the other around my waist, covering nothing, as Zoe marched us swiftly out the door and down the steps.

My high heels grew loudly as we walked down the steps, and several people coming and going stopped to quack, clearly surprised by what they saw. Tiffany's grip on me tightened, whispering as we followed behind, "Hope you don't mind me making a scene with you; You handle being naked like this better than I ever could, and your soft skin is soothing. Notably, when I do ... this!"

I let out a gasp, freezing for a moment, as she brought her fingers down, openly rubbing at my exposed mound. Feeling pleasure explode through me, I find several staring, and I do my best to remain casual, despite my own nakedness. Zoe laughed softly at the sight of us, as several stared, walking passed us on their. way in and out of the medical facility. We followed behind Zoe as she led us ... passed the parking lot and down the street. For better or worse, Tiffany was no longer rubbing her fingers at my intimate folds, leaving me oddly aroused as we walked down the path. My high heels clicking loudly, our exposure was made all the more noticeable.

She leads us to the coffee shoppe... an open-air, outdoor coffee shoppe. Smiling, she turned to face us, Tiffany still holding me tight, "So, what do you want?" As she asked, I already fought the sight of people looking our way. Some were surprised, some amused or amazed, and some staring. Aware of how exposed we were, which was made all the more obvious when someone wolf-whistled as they pass by, I found myself wondering how long she planned to stay and how the trip would go...