Reception is manned

As the doors opened Leanne let out a sigh of relief, the lobby thankfully seemed empty. She knew she'd be bumping into people at some point, but perhaps it'd seem more acceptable if she was in public and acting casually, as opposed to still being in the apartment building where she could be on a dare or something.

If only this was just a dare.

Biting her lip she walked out, all seemed well until "Uh hello ma'am?" A young masculine voice from her right sounding both confused and concerned. Turning to look and there was a late twenties maybe early thirties looking man sitting at reception, he honestly seemed a little out of place, a little too handsome to be stuck behind a desk almost like he'd been plucked out of a yoga instructor role. "You um, you seem to have forgotten uh-" He gestured vaguely at her.

"Oh I um, well I'm- You see it's easy to explain and well" Leanne stammered, making her way over, moving her hands to try and help construct her sentence "I'm a slut. No wait I'm not I'm a nudist"

The man couldn't help but laugh, taken off guard by her outburst "Sorry I just uh, I mean- No, no you misspoke, I apologise" His tone was sincere now, she liked that he was having a hard time making eye contact.

"Nudist, yes. I'm Leanne, I just moved in" The nudist slut held her hand out for the man to shake, which he did.

"Hi Leanne, I'm Jake. I'm...well I'm the receptionist" Jake said with a smile, he spoke in a friendly manner with a mild authoritative undertone. Sure it fit his role as receptionist, he had the responsibility of the floor here. But the way he spoke reminded her of teachers she had crushes on back in college. "Okay but I've gotta ask, why are you naked? Besides it still being a little chilly, isn't it illegal?"

With a smile she showed Jake her neck, when he shrugged at the tattoo she just chuckled "Okay so recently Canada made nudity legal for it's citizens right? Did you catch that on the news?" He shook his head again "So I figured I'd move over and...take advantage"

"Oh so you really are a nudist?" Jake asked, straightening himself up in his seat, seeming genuinely interested.

"Not exactly" Leanne sheepishly admitted "I'm not a Canadian citizen yet, so I can't do it willy nilly. Had to sign on as a legal non-citizen nudist"

He listened carefully, then just grinned when she mentioned the 'having to sign on' part "So you're not a nudist, you just signed up as one so you could show off naked?" Leanne sheepishly nodded "And you're living in the building I work at, this is outstanding" Jake said with a laugh, stroking his chin.

"That's not inaccurate..." Leanne's thighs already felt slick, this man wasn't quite making fun of her, it wasn't quite humiliating...but it was scratching similar itches. The fact that the tone was light hearted certainly helped.

"So then, I guess we have a nudist resident then?" He asked, writing something down on a clipboard. His tone seemed to imply something though, was he asking something? He seemed like he was trying to restrain himself, he was still doing a bad job at eye contact though.

"Are you...comfortable with that?" Leanne asked, her tone implying something, trying to poke him for more of what he thought.

Jake glanced off to the side "I mean it's new, but I'm open minded in terms of people's lifestyles"

"You know what I mean" She replied, almost whining.

"Know...what you mean?" Jake knew, she could tell, he was being polite.

"You know I'm not a Nudist. Are you comfortable with that?" Leanne asked with a coy smile.

It took him a moment, maybe he was overthinking a little...maybe she was coming on too hard and scaring him "Yeah uh, yeah I think I'm comfortable with that. It's not like I have anyone that I need to be worried about me being comfortable with that"

Her smile grew at that "That's good. You know I wouldn't mind someone helping me get comfortable sometime" Leanne bit her lip, half kicking herself for trying to seduce the receptionist on the first day, half imagining what his cock tasted like.

"Wait are you...are you asking if you want to- Y'know?" Jake sounded incredulous, but that curl at his lips hinted that he might have interest.

"Y-yeah Jake sex" Leanne blushed hard, saying it out loud made her feel really slutty. But she was a slut after all. "Not now, I've got to grab groceries. But...this-" She gestured at her nudity "It really gets me going and I wouldn't mind...help with it"

"Okay" Jake replied with a stupid grin "Okay..." His tone mellowed out, that dumb grin shifting to something more sly "I can do that, sure Leanne"

"And please please please, I am naked because I want to be seen. My tits are down here" She giggled, cupping her breasts and blushing as his eyes immediately lowered "Look as much as you like"

Jake just laughed "Okay okay, I'm looking...and I'm seeing you dripping onto the floor" He said with a wink, causing Leanne to scamper for the door.

"See you later! Jerk!" Leanne called back, laughing as she retreated outdoors. Had she really done that? Jake was a stranger, well sort of a stranger, but she'd just offered to fuck him, right there, minutes after learning his name. It made her feel extremely slutty. The worst part was that she kinda liked it. If she couldn't be naked at a whim and have that be her bouts of risk taking, she could make things like that fill the void. Best part was it felt like she had her agency when she did it.

Either way, she was yet to leave the building. She had shopping to pick up. She had to go to the shops naked, on foot...