Six months later

The chime of the doorbell echoing through her house made Mackenzie pause and look up from what she was doing.

"Who could that be?" she mused aloud, before it clicked for her. "Ah. She's here early again..."

Mackenzie's tone was slightly annoyed, as she had just gotten out of the shower and was still in the middle of toweling herself off. But a genuine smile cut through the minor inconvenience at the thought of getting to see her girlfriend that much sooner. Samantha had a tendency of showing up early for their plans, more often than not. Stifling any complaints she might've voiced to herself, the naked redhead wrapped the towel around her bare body and headed for her front door.

Sure enough, standing on the other side of it was Samantha, her girlfriend of nearly six months. The tall blonde woman smiled back through the window and gave a little wave when she noticed Mackenzie had spotted her. Mackenzie couldn't help but smile back as she opened her front door.

"Sam, you're early!" she chided, although with a smile on her face.

"Am I? I thought we agreed on 11:30?" she responded, sounding genuinely surprised.

Samantha stepped into the doorway, giving Mackenzie a big hug.

"Check your texts again, I totally said noon!" Mackenzie laughed as she hugged back.

The two pulled back from the hug just far enough to plant a tender kiss on each other's lips. For just a moment, Mackenzie let herself focus on nothing but the sensation of being in her girlfriend's loving embrace. And it felt just as wonderful as it always did. But then the moment passed, and the women released each other.

"But come in, come in," the towel-clad woman said, standing beside the door and ushering Samantha inside.

"Thanks," the dirty blonde said, stepping inside and immediately heading down the hallway. "I'll be right back, I really need to use your bathroom!"

Mackenzie couldn't help but chuckle as she watched her girlfriend hustle towards the bathroom. She was about to close the front door when she noticed something on her porch. It was Samantha's purse! The redhead was about to call out to her, but was interrupted by the sound of the bathroom door slamming shut. Mackenzie sighed.

What would you do without me, Sam? she laughed to herself.

Mackenzie stepped out onto her front porch, planning on quickly grabbing the forgotten bag. She was still quite aware that she was wearing only a towel, but retrieving the purse would only take a few seconds. So, keeping a hold on the white fabric with one hand, Mackenzie strode forward with purpose.

Then, almost simultaneously, Mackenzie felt her towel being tugged off her body from behind and heard the door slamming shut!

"Wha- Huh?! But... I..." she stammered, now standing fully naked on her front porch. "What? How?!?"

She whirled around, purse now forgotten, and tried to reopen the door. But it was locked. She desperately kept trying to turn the doorknob.

"No, no, no! Sam? Sam?!" Mackenzie began calling.

The naked beauty began pounding on the door with her other hand, letting her impressive breasts bounce wildly. She tried ringing the doorbell a few times, hoping with each passing second that Samantha would open the door. But she was likely still in the bathroom.

Mackenzie turned around and spotted a few people walking by on the nearby sidewalk. Judging by the appreciative looks on their faces, they were very much enjoying the view. The redhead covered herself with her hands as best she could and gave a sheepish smile. She really hoped her girlfriend would be out of the bathroom soon.

As Samantha closed the bathroom door behind her, she waited to hear if Mackenzie took the bait. Sure enough, after a few seconds of silence, she heard the front door slam shut and her girlfriend's muffled cries for help soon afterwards. It was music to Samantha's ears. After all, it meant Mackenzie was in a playful mood today! And there was nothing her girlfriend loved more than being "accidentally" stripped in front of people. And, Samantha had happily found during their time together, she really enjoyed stripping Mackenzie too!

Over the past six months, Samantha had gotten quite good at reading between the lines with Mackenzie's intentions. After all, she never came out and explicitly said that she wanted Samantha to strip her. But that was all part of the fun! Together, through a lot of trial and error, they had come up with many unspoken rules to suit them both. And Samantha loved keeping meticulous track of which scenarios and methods her girlfriend enjoyed, constantly updating them in a document on her phone.

Samantha, organized as ever, glanced at her phone, rereading the part of the document she'd scanned before ringing the doorbell a minute ago:

3.B) Procedure for Meeting Mackenzie at Her Home at a designated Time:

1.) Show up early in order to "catch" her in the middle of showering or getting dressed.

2.) How she's dressed when answering the door determines what she wants you to do.

-2a.) If she answers the door naked, let her get dressed soon.

-2b.) If she answers the door in just a towel, she wants to be stripped immediately.

-2c.) If she answers the door in just underwear, she wants you to keep her from getting fully dressed but not strip her further (for now).

-2d.) If she answers the door fully clothed, then ??? (Will update if this ever happens.)

3.) If she kisses you while still in the doorway, then it means she wants you to lock her out. The duration of the kiss indicates for how long (i.e. a peck is under a minute, several seconds indicates several minutes, etc.).

Sure enough, when Mackenzie had answered the door in just a towel, and given her a long kiss in the doorway, Samantha knew what was being requested of her. During the kiss, she had subtly hooked the edge of Mackenzie's towel on the front door (it's interior side had a perfectly positioned rogue nail that Samantha suspected Mackenzie left there for just such occasions) and dropped her purse to the porch a few feet beside her. That would be all the "plausibility" Mackenzie would need to step outside, letting both the towel tug the door shut and the door tug the towel off her body in one fell swoop!

Samantha had gotten much better at staging all manners of mishaps and wardrobe malfunctions with her girlfriend over the past half year. But she still had to admit she was far from Mackenzie's level when it came to these type of things. Even on occasions where Samantha didn't lift a finger, Mackenzie would sometimes find some unlikely or implausible way to lose her clothes. And the really impressive part was that she made it all look completely natural and real. If she didn't know any better, Samantha would have sworn her girlfriend really was ending up naked in public on accident all the time!

The giddy blonde waited another minute or so, then exited the bathroom and finally "heard" her girlfriend's cries for help from outside. Samantha sauntered over to the front door, hoping Mackenzie was thoroughly enjoying herself.

"Sam? Sam are you there?!" Mackenzie shouted through the door. "Oh please get back soon, there are people outside!!"

Samantha stifled her smile before finally opening the door.

"Mack?" she said, doing her best to sound surprised. "Why are you-"

"Ohthankgod!" Mackenzie cried, practically bowling her girlfriend over as she rushed back inside.

The redhead slammed the door closed behind her, leaning back against it and breathing heavily. This gave Samantha the opportunity to enjoy the wonderful sight of Mackenzie just how she liked her. Face flushed from equal parts nerves and excitement, heavy breathing causing her boobs to hypnotically rise and fall, nipples at full attention from her favorite pastime, pussy ever so subtly glistening from the daring activity, and of course, completely nude from head to toe.

What would you do without me, Mack? she laughed to herself.

"What the hell happened?" Samantha asked, doing her best to sound extremely surprised.

"I... I kind of... locked myself out," Mackenzie panted. "But I... got your purse for you!"

The nude beauty held up the retrieved purse. Samantha accepted it from her, giving her girlfriend a small kiss as if for her troubles.

"My hero," Samantha giggled. "Though it probbbably would've been fine until I made it out of the bathroom."

"You're welcome anyway," Mackenzie said, her breathing coming back under control a bit again. "What a way to start the day..."

Mackenzie looked down and began tugging the towel free from where it had gotten snagged on her door.

"Speaking of today..." Samantha said, though she was interrupted by the sound of ripping fabric.

Mackenzie had somehow managed to rip the towel apart rather than simply pulling it free from the door. About a quarter of it was in her hand, while the other larger chunk of fabric remained stuck to the front door.

"Oh for..." Mackenzie angrily grumbled before trying again.

Once again, Samantha felt genuinely impressed by her girlfriend's niche skill. She didn't think she could have managed to rip the towel like that even if she tried! And yet, as she watched, Mackenzie managed to rip the remaining trapped fabric into pieces again.

"Oh come on!" Mackenzie fumed.

She tried to pull the fabric free again and again, repeatedly managing only to tear off washcloth-sized chunks. After a few more tries, the aggravated redhead had reduced the towel to nothing but a dozen or so separate scraps of fabric.

"Rrrrghh!" she groaned in frustration, letting the useless scraps of white fabric fall to a pile on the floor.

"As I was saying," Samantha chuckled, trying to lighten her girlfriend's mood, "are you ready for today?"

"Hardly," Mackenzie said with a small laugh of her own, gesturing down at her nude body. She took a few deep breaths, letting the frustration and embarrassment of the morning wash over her. She began again, with a much more positive tone, "But I will be soon."

After all, she'd been looking forward to spending this particular day with Samantha for a while now. And the day was finally here!