The Naked Encounter CH 1: The Encounter at the Elevator - Sex Stories

The Naked Encounter CH 1: The Encounter at the Elevator

Katie’s POV

My phone beeped, I was not expecting any notification at this time, so I stretched my arm to pick up the phone from the table where it was lying to check what notification had arrived on it, it was the delivery guy who had just arrived. Oh! I had even forgotten about the pizza I had just ordered some few minutes ago, maybe because it had taken longer than usual to arrive and I had even lost interest in it. You see, I am that kind of person who loses interest very fast in things, especially if they are not going my way. I got up from the chair I was lying on, put on my crocks and headed towards the elevator to get the pizza.

I was wearing nothing save for my white crocks and sunglasses because the sun was blazing outside. I knew I would turn some heads, but why not? I am beautiful, confident, and I do not mind showing my skin to the world. I am that kind of person who hates wearing clothes. I would go shopping totally nude if it was legal. However, I still spend almost all the time I am at home naked even if it earns me a few stares from my neighbors, visitors and delivery people.

Like, I do not see the need of wearing clothes to pick up something from the delivery person waiting at the apartment’s gate when it is just a few meters from my house and I will not have to get outside the gate, so it is legal. I almost left my phone. I went back to the center of the sitting room and picked up my phone and keys that were laying on the table and headed towards ...

... the door.

My house is located on the fourth floor of the apartment building, so I had to use the elevator or the stairs to come downstairs to take time and a delivery guy is already waiting for me at the gate, so I chose the elevator. I headed to the corridor where the elevator door was located, pressed the elevator button, and stood there waiting for the door to open. The elevator was on the sixth floor so I approximated the wait to be not more than thirty seconds. I hope that no woman would appear in the corridor in those thirty seconds because she would die of jealousy.

It has been long since I stepped out of my house naked, so I was a little bit nervous. The last time I stepped out naked, it did not turn out well, as I was involved in a verbal exchange with one of my neighbors who was accusing me of trying to snatch her husband. I mean, I did not choose to be born beautiful and I have not blocked anyone from going outside his or her house naked, so why channel your anger towards me? Yet I am innocent. Maybe she was angry because her husband was busy staring at my boobs all the time we rode on the elevator despite being in her presence.

However, I understood him. My boobs are worth staring at, my boobs are large, and in fact, they are too large that you can easily convince someone that I went for a cosmetic surgery to enlarge them. Despite the fact that they are large, they are also firm and with nipples pointing at the sky. No man can fail to feel the urge to touch ...