A Streaker started it all Part 3

A Streaker started it all

By Vanessa Evans

Part 3

At work on the Friday Mr. Whitelock called Angie into his office and told her that he’d already had 3 phone calls from young women who had seen the story in newspapers and were wanting him to get their convictions for public indecency overturned. He also suggested that Angie look at the newspapers, local and national, because there were a few stories of young women who had decided to test the law on female nudity in public.

After Mr. Whitelock had said that he added,

“So there’s no reason why you can’t come to work naked Angie. The local police had arrested a young woman then had to let her go and were now being sued for wrongful arrest.”

“Mr. Whitelock,” Angie replied, “I’m sorry if I have given you the impression that I want to come to work naked because I don’t, I could never go out in public without being properly covered.”

“Angie, there is no longer any such thing as ‘properly covered’ for women, apart from where protective clothing is required because of the job that the woman is doing, and your job requires no such clothing.”

“Oh, so are you telling me that you expect me to come to work naked Mr. Whitelock?”

“No Angie, no employer can require a woman to be naked, it would entirely be the woman’s choice and all I am saying is that it is okay with me if you chose to come to work naked.”

“Okay Mr. Whitelock, duly noted, thank you, I think.”

Angie went back to her desk and started browsing the newspaper websites and she did confirm that a local woman had indeed been arrested for going to her local shop totally naked. After spending a night in a police cell they had let her go with an apology but the woman wasn’t satisfied and had decided to sue the police for wrongful arrest. Unfortunately she had contacted a different lawyer and not Mr. Whitelock but that lawyer had contacted Mr. Whitelock for some information.

The newspaper article didn’t name the woman so Angie sent a text message to Lucy Waterman asking her if that woman was her. A few minutes later she got a text message back saying that it wasn’t her, that she’d now read the article and that they should meet up soon to plan a naked adventure in the city centre.

Angie was both disappointed and happy. The part of her brain that wanted her to run around all the time totally naked was happy but another part of her brain was disappointed that she no longer had an excuse for not being naked in public.

The Friday evening came quickly and Angie was so nervous and so excited.

“So are you coming to the party like that Angie?” Matt asked when they were all sat eating their evening meals in the lounge.

“I don’t know.” Angie lied, “It will be so embarrassing.”

“You’ll be fine Angie,” Eva said, “five minutes after you’ve got there you’ll have forgotten that you’ve naked.”

“You could always strip and be there for moral support Eva.” Matt suggested.

“No going to happen mate.” Eva replied.

“You’ll be fine Angie,” Justin added, “we’ll be there looking after you. If you have a panic attack or something we’ll hold your hand and get you out of there. Or hold your legs wide open so that everyone can see what you’ve been showing us this week.”

“I haven’t been sitting with my legs wide open, have I?”

“You may as well have been some times Angie,” Eva said, “we all know how much you’ve been leaking.”

“Oh my gawd, sorry guys.”

“Hey, you’re a girl, girls get excited and leak, that’s life.” Matt said.

“Hey,” Justin said, “the others will be here soon.”

“What others, I thought that we were going to a party not that the party was here.” Angie said with a bit of alarm showing on her face.

“Relax girl, I guess that I forgot to tell you,” Matt said, “I’ve invited a few mates over for some pre-party drinks before we all go to the main party, that’s not a problem for you is it Angie?”

“I, I guess not, I’d better go and get ready.”

“How ready does a naked girl have to get?” Justin asked.

Angie didn’t answer that, she was already leaving to go to the bathroom, she wanted to do her full bathroom routine. Subconsciously wanting her to be as clean and smooth as possible, not that she had any intention of getting intimate with a boy, it’s just that girls like to be prepared just in case.

When Angie came out of the bathroom there was an unknown young man standing there waiting to go in.

“Fucking hell. Matt wasn’t joking. Hi, I’m Zak and I’m really pleased to meet you.”

Angie was a bit shocked, not only, was she not expecting any of Matt’s mates to be there yet, she certainly wasn’t expecting one of them to be stood outside the bathroom.

Angie felt her pussy moisten and her nipples go hard as she managed to say,

“Hi, I’m Angie.”

“Pleased to meet you Angie, sorry, got to go.”

With that Zak rushed into the bathroom and shut the door. Angie had a mild panic attack. Matt’s friends were already there and she was about to walk into the room, totally naked.

Angie dropped her towel and wash bag in her room then very nervously went downstairs. She was as nervous and as wet as when she walked into the lounge that last Monday evening. Matt saw her arrive, decided to take the bull by the horns and went over to her.

“You okay?” Matt asked.

“I, I, I don’t know.”

Before Angie could say anything else, Matt took her hand, turned her to face the room and shouted,

“HEY GUYS, SHUT THE FUCK UP FOR A MINUTE.”

When things were quiet he continued,

“Guys, for those of you who haven’t met her before this is Angie. Angie needs a lot of credit for the cops no longer being able to arrest a girl for being naked in public. She’s decided to try it out herself so please be kind to her and keep your grubby hands off her unless she asks you to maul her, okay?”

There was silence for a minute then all the guys there wanted to talk to Angie.

Angie didn’t really have time to think as the questions were fired at her, which was probably a good thing as she didn’t have the time to think about her being naked and embarrassed. The questions were all the ones that you would expect and Angie answered them honestly, even the ones about her getting aroused by being in that situation.

Angie also got a few offers to help her with her arousal, all of which she declined, even from the odd guy that looked as if she wouldn’t mind going on a date with.

It didn’t take long for a drink to appear in Angie’s hand and it didn’t tale long for that drink to be in her stomach, Angie hoping that it would settle her nerves.

After a 10 minute barrage of questions and comments, not only did the questions die down, but so did Angie’s arousal. It didn’t go away but it did reduce from wanting to cum right there and then to her wanting her, or someone else, to touch her clit that was still out from behind its hood and feeling as hard as her nipples were at that moment.

Also, one of the guys who had sat on the sofa offered his seat to her but she declined that offer as well, wanting to stand up where she was surrounded by guys, a lot still looking at her and throwing questions and suggestions at her.

Before she knew it, it was getting dark outside and everyone was leaving to go to the party. Matt or Justin must have told the guys that Angie was going there naked, or they had just assumed that she was, because she felt pressure to move towards the door.

It felt even stranger being outside of the house naked than it had been when she first walked from the bathroom to her room naked.