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Chapter 24 by CaptainPulse CaptainPulse

What does she wake up to?

It's night

"Oh, Mimi. I had no idea you were so forceful. Well, if you insist, I guess we could mmmfmffffmmfff..." Roya rolled over, giving herself a face full of dirt and waking herself up. As she picked herself up, wiping the dust from her eyes and spitting out clods of dirt, she remembered where she was and that she was not in fact sharing a passionate experience with her employee.

What she was was still naked, something she needed to rectify quickly. She crawled over to the board she had placed to cover her hiding spot and pulled it out of place. But when she looked out, she was shocked to find not the mid-afternoon sun glaring down at her, but the moon.

"How long was I out?" She asked to no one in particular. Standing up, her hands naturally moved to cover her privates, but she stopped herself. What was the point? She was alone in the dark, it wasn't like anyone could see her.

Roya smiled. No one can see me. She stood with her hands on her hips, boobs proudly displayed to the empty park. Maybe it's not so bad.

Roya had a unique opportunity here. Here she was, so far from decency, but there wasn't a soul around to stop her. It was Mimi's dare taken to its logical ****. She hadn't felt this free since her college days where she'd dreamed of streaking campus but never done it. She had been too proper and too concerned with her reputation to do it despite how much she wanted to.

But who could stop her now?

Roya decided she didn't need to go home, yet. She had the whole park to herself, so she should make the most of it. Skipping along like a little girl on her bare feet, kicking up dirt as she went, Roya explored the park, which turned out to be much bigger than she realized.

Going beyond the unfinished playground, Roya calmly skipped along the walking path, making no effort to restrain her bouncing breasts. She sat down on a bench on the walking trail, stretching out and letting the cold metal send shivers down her back. The cold was sharp, but invigorating

So began a night to remember. Roya partied hard, or as hard as she could by herself without her wine. She climbed on the playground and slid down the slides, at least the ones she could squeeze into. She lay down in the sandbox, fantasizing about sunbathing on the beach in her current attire. She even made a daring move and jumped the fence into the city pool and spent about an hour skinny dipping.

After hours of playing like a school kid, Roya's body was dirty and sweaty, her curves shimmering in the moonlight. She lay against the sign at the front of the entrance to the park, playfully holding her knees and rocking back and forth on her butt. This had been some of the best naughty fun she'd had in years.

But as she looked out at the empty park, she knew it wouldn't last. Soon the early morning joggers would come, the sun would rise, and she'd once again be a naked woman alone in the middle of the city. She'd sneak back home, put her clothes back on, and return to her daily grind. The sneaking home part might be fun, but she'd likely never get another chance like this.

Roya sat up. Her mind had latched onto something, and she wanted to figure out what it was. Why did she need to feel so trapped by her circumstances? She was the boss. What she said in that office became the rules.

And that could include making things. Including making the office clothing optional. Or better yet, clothing-exclusionary.

It was such a wild and obvious choice that Roya couldn't believe she'd never considered it before. If she wanted to be naked at work, she could make the rules of the workplace support that. It was so simple, yet so brilliant.

Roya stood up, dancing on her toes and squealing in anticipation. She was going to have so much fun when she returned to work. She might even bend the rules for some of the ladies if they offered her... favors.

As the first few rays of sunlight peeked through the trees, however, Roya settled down and focused her concerns on her current predicament. Nudity in the office may have been her call, but public nudity was still illegal. She snuck over the park gates and into the suburbs, praying she'd get to her house before the workday started. She had some stress to relieve at home, anyway.

What's next?

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