Epilogue

Laylah took her sweet time changing into David's street clothes. As she did, a fully nude girl about their age sat next to David and chatted with him.

Laylah finished, checking her reflection in the mirror. She turned around just in time to see the naked girl skipping off, her phone number now on David's phone.

"C'mon Mister Darcy, let's go." She said, annoyed.

...

The two walked back to Laylah's house. David's street shirt was white and Laylah's nipples showed through them a little so she spent the walk with her arms wrapped around her chest.

"... and I've never been so humiliated in all my life." Laylah grumbled, having finished her tale about the fitness class she unknowingly instructed in the nude.

"Yeah, that's a chart-topper." David said with a sympathetic affect, "I'm really sorry that happened to you, Laylah."

"I'm fired for sure." Laylah said, reaching into the pocket of David's jeans that fit her too tightly. She pulled out the phone that the both of them recovered from the class space, it was next to the boom box. Laylah looked at her phone, checked her messages, and frowned.

"Fired?" David asked, wincing.

"Worse. I'm fully booked for the next month." Laylah said, grumpily slamming her phone back into her pocket. She sighed heavily, "I am NOT going back."

"Understandable." David said, supporting the decision fully, even though imagining someone with a chest as big as hers doing nude jumping jacks was to him, undeniably funny.

...

The two finally made it Laylah's front door. Laylah sighed again and turned to David.
"Thanks for getting me out of that, man."

"Glad I didn't bail on going to the gym again." David said with a friendly laugh.

Laylah smiled and took off her top.

"Uh, Laylah, it's cool you don't gotta- ugh okay whatever." David grumbled as she slid his pants and underwear off her ass and stepped out of them.

"Here. They smell a bit, you need better detergent." Laylah said, now naked once more.

"Thanks." He said, flatly.

"Wanna come in for Lunch?" Laylah asked.

"Fine, fine, just get inside before someone see's you." David rushed her.

"Right! Yeah." The forgetful girl said, opening the door and letting him inside.

In the middle of the living room, the naked girl and David saw Laylah's mom, working out in front of the TV. She was nude, bent over with her feet shoulder-length apart, touching her fingers to the ground in imitation of the instructor on the youtube video she was casting to the TV. Laylah and David stood there with their mouths agape as Laylah's mother bent her bare ass and hairy pussy at them.

"MOM!!!" Laylah shouted.

"Hm?" Her mother said curiously, looking upside-down at her daughter from between her bare knees her large breasts obscuring her view a little as they hung upside down, "...Oh! Hi honey, Hi David!"

"MOM! YOU'RE NAKED!" Laylah yelled, her big tits shaking around as she did.

Laylah's mom frowned from between her legs, "Well so are you!"

"STOP SHOWING US YOUR ASSHOLE!"

"DON'T SAY GROSS THINGS, YOUNG LADY!!!"

"YOU'RE BEING A GROSS THING!!!"

David washed his hands of the arguing nudists and walked to the kitchen, opening the fridge to make a sandwich. He opened the meat and cheese drawer.

"Hm... roast beef."