Go to work

"I trust Dierdre more than you right now, Stella. No one's going to be at the office at this time of night, anyway."

Stella crossed her arms and pouted. "You guys are no fun. Fine, whatever, let's go back to work."

Running over to the bushes, cradling their boobs to stop them from bouncing, all three naked women tiptoed on the edge of the sidewalk, trying to avoid any passersby. Fortunately, it being evening, the park itself was mostly empty, so there weren't many of those. Hurrying from bush to tree on the edge of the sidewalk wasn't even necessary. Still, three well-respected and well-endowed entrepreneurs weren't going to take any chances when their reputations were on the line. Eventually, their trek led them to the front gates of the park, where the gates were about to be locked. Right before the guard could close the front gates, though, Deirdre tossed a rock over the fence, hitting a garbage can across the street. The guard turned her head in surprise, and while she was distracted, the nude women stealthily snuck behind her, disappearing into the night. As the guard returned to her work, she thought she saw out of the corner of her eye one or two objects shining in the moonlight. Objects that looked suspiciously like ass cheeks. She rolled her eyes; it seemed someone was running around naked every other night in this town.

The park had been nearly empty, but the neighborhood they would have to cross was quite another thing entirely. It was early evening, and the darkness was their ally. After a few blocks of successfully avoiding unwanted gazes, the three women confidently (one might say arrogantly) started walking without covering themselves.

Perfect timing for the streetlight they were standing under to turn on.

As their nude bodies shined in the fluorescent light, Angela squealed, and all three ran for cover, hiding inside of a hedge, the bristles scratching their uncovered flesh. They snuck through the bush, coming out on the other side covered in little red marks and pine needles, which fell off of their bodies in a trail behind them.

Their journey was drought with such misadventures, with the three having to dive for cover and put themselves in uncomfortable positions many times throughout the night. They even managed to pass their car on their way back (locked of course), though strangely, Roya's car was gone. At one point, they thought that walking in the street would be better than walking on the sidewalk, but that plan evaporated when a pair of lights illuminated their bare behinds, turning them into a trio of deer in the headlights.

By the time they reached the office building, all three women were sore, skittish, and exhausted from their naked exploits. All three were eager to get inside, where their chances of being seen were far lower. Of course, it couldn't be that easy, could it?

"What the hell is this?" Angela whispered. The parking lot was illuminated by several large spotlights and surrounded by caution tape. There were women in hazmat suits walking all over the place, with tents and trucks with biohazard warnings on them. All of this was bad enough before they saw the rest of the people in the lot. For every woman in a hazmat suit, there had to be about ten who were as naked as Stella, Deirdre, and Angela. Well, maybe not as naked; they all seemed to have something stamped on their butts, but they were too far away for the bosses to read them.

"It looks like Roya might have lied to us about why she was naked when she saw us." Stella pondered. Her coworkers just stared at her, wondering how she had managed to get as far as she did in the company.

"Whatever this is, we'll worry about it once we get clothes on," Deirdre said emphatically. Her coworkers nodded in agreement. The question was how they were going to get inside when the place was locked up tighter than Fort Knox.

Deirdre, having accepted her role as the leader of the group, proposed the best option given the circumstance.