Her last night out as a clothed woman

When David came home that night, he was so happy to see that Annie had signed the piece of paper that he immediately insisted on taking her out to her favorite restaurant to celebrate.

Once there, Annie found herself feeling too nervous to eat. Yes, she did love French cuisine but every time she took a bite, she could not help but think about how the next time she did something like this, she would be naked. Everyone in the restaurant would be staring at her breasts, her butt and her vagina, and the waiter would insist on draping a towel over the chair before she sat down and the women in the ladies' room would give her the strangest looks. Heck, every woman in the restaurant including the lowliest busgirl would be giving her strange looks. The only women who would not would be themselves naked and no doubt they would be occupied with their own problems.

She excused herself halfway through the meal to go to the ladies' room, only to see David immediately whip out his cell phone shortly after she left the table.

When she got to the ladies' room, she saw a middle-aged blonde woman emerge from one of the stalls stark naked. She was carrying a bundle of clothes in her hand that she left by the bathroom sink.

She saw Annie looking at her and gave her a weak smile.

"Tonight is my husband's birthday," said the woman. "I made the mistake of asking him what he most wanted and he said this. Ironically, I bought some new lingerie at Juliette's Secret especially for tonight but he's not likely to ever see it. He said I could keep my purse and my high heels but everything else..."

She went back into the bathroom stall again for a brief while, then returned.

"I'm sorry," she said to Annie. "But I'm nervous about tonight. This is my first time being naked in public. I ... I'm not this type of woman. Really I'm not. But I made a deal with my husband. And keeping such deals is what a good wife does, right?"

Annie looked at her and said, "If it makes you feel better, I'll sit here and keep you company till you're ready to go out. First let me go to the ladies' room and then we'll talk."

And as she sat down to do her business, a terrible thought crept into Annie's mind. It stayed there even after she was done and she was washing her hands.

For God's sake, she thought. This is my last day of freedom before I have to give up my clothing. Why would I want to give it up?

Because the woman over there needs to know that there will be someone else in this restaurant who understands what she's going through, she answered.

NO, thought Annie. I WON'T DO IT.

YOU MUST, she answered.

NO, thought Annie.

But instead of answering, her hands automatically reached for the bottom of her blouse and began pulling it off. Then they unhooked her bra. Then they unfastened her skirt.

As her skirt pooled around her feet, Annie saw the blonde woman looking at her with an odd expression on her face.

Annie started to pull down her underpants, only to feel the blonde woman's hand upon hers.

"No, please let me do it," said the blonde woman to Annie. "I want to do it."

And with that, she removed the final item of clothing from Annie apart from her purse, her earrings, her watch and her shoes. And once that final item was removed, the blonde woman proceeded to lean forward and kiss Annie on the one place she least expected to be kissed.