Naked Notable

Naked before her, I find myself crossing my arms under my naked bosom, making their perkyness even more amply apparent. I notice her smiling at me as she crosses her legs, and I do my best to remain casual, knowing my nudity is likely already drawing attention my way. I see her look over my nakedness, openly displayed before her, as I consider how to best answer, as anything I say will, by necessity, include why I'm naked before her.

"Yes, I expect we are. I've just been busy lately. I posted a new roommate listing during the moving, which led me to get a man my age showing interest. Hard to turn him away, as he was in need, and the next thing I knew we were a dating couple. Maybe you heard about the 'living mannequin contest at a local clothing shoppe? I took part, thanks to him and he gave me a ride from their shoppe."

She smiled, giggling softly as I spoke, before inquiring, "Is that why you're naked? Did they sell all their clothes?", to which I found myself giggling along with, my breasts bouncing livily at my myth.

"Ha ha no... Michael, my new roommate, insisted that I could not afford the time to get anything to wear if I wanted to get to work on time. Not to worry, but he should be by with something for me to wear."

Tiffany's smile grew as I spoke, "Yea, sure. Good luck waiting for that.", catching me by surprise. Before I could say anything else, though, I heard my boss calling from his office. Several ladies walked by then, giggling merrily as they passed by. I took in a breath, noting how my breasts rose in the process, reminding me how much my nipples stood sharply out from my chest.

Smiling, I walked into his office, my high heels loudly announcing my presence before I even entered his office. I note him look up, smiling my way before doing a double-take once he noticed I was naked before him. I managed to smile back, remaining casual despite my abundant lack of so much as a single stitch of clothes on me. I catch him staring then, his gaze unsurprising falling on my exposed bosom. I find myself giggling softly, enjoying the tension, and quietly noticing how he blinked several times in quick succession as he caught himself.

I continued smiling at him, holding my arms in front of me and squeezing my breasts between them in the process. I could tell my breasts were standing out even further, my nipples standing out hard, partially thanks to the coolness from the AC. You're... looking quite nice today. Good to finally see you in person, Brigit”. We share a smile, as he shakes my hand, Good to see you here early and ready to work..." he trailed off, pausing once more to stare at my nakedness.

"I expect consistency from those under my command. Part of that is always wearing similar, if not the same outfits every day. Will that be a problem?", to which I swallowed hard, caught by surprise by the question.... 'did he mean I need to work naked from now on', I thought to myself, wondering and yet dreading all the same what the answer would be. I nodded along then, my mind racing at what would be the best response to that particular question.

Still smiling, "No, that won't be a problem, sir.", His smile grew wider as he hears me say it, before nodding. In an amused tone, "Good... Good to hear it." He takes a moment, looking quietly quite self-satisfied with himself, and casually walks over to me, and shakes my hand. I still feel a bit dazed, not to mention a bit self-conscious of my own nakedness, as he says happily, “Good to finally see you in person, Brigit. Good to see you here early and ready to work”. He looked me up and down once more, quite apparently enjoying the sight of my naked body, taking the chance to see it up close, getting a good look at my curves.

With that, I do my best to remain casual, knowing he was enjoying the sight of me so exposed before him, noting my own pleasure at my exposing as I catch him nodding back, leaving me to wonder what his answer would be. With that, he pointed at a spot to sit down across from him, and we got to filling out paperwork. Seems like a good amount of it, though I found my mind thinking about my own nakedness, and even if Michael would remember to bring my clothes he promised if I would be even allowed to wear them.

Once done, my boss called out, "Tiffany! She's ready!", and swiftly came in my neighbour and his secretary, Tiffany. She smiled broadly at us, quite amused by my nakedness, "Yes, Sir?", inquired as she entered.

Our boss nodded back, "Our new hire's ready for the tour. She'll be working up front, helping guests from there. Let me know how it goes, to which she nodded, and I followed behind her, knowing my boss may be staring at my exposed backside as we left, but I dared not look back to find out. As we walked, I noted Tiffany did indeed have some clothes at her desk, and perhaps my size too. Would she notice if I grabbed some and dressed as she gave me the tour? Then again, It may leave a bad impression to borrow without asking, even from my neighbour... plus, I should keep up with her tour, and she did not seem liable to stop at her cubicle, so...