An Avenging Nudist - Sex Stories

An Avenging Nudist

... forcing her. I has about the same size as K, so they have brought along a top, chemise, knickers, jeans and a dress. They couldn't manage a bra of the right size. The pair knock on the door, even though they know it is unlocked, and wait until K opens it.

'Hi, K,' says I and steps forward to hug her. J follows suit. K is no fool, and she has noted both the unusual knocking, the bag I is carrying and the somewhat forced cheerfulness. She says in firm voice, 'No, I won't wear your clothes. I am a fool and want everyone to know.'

J and I look at each other. Unconvincingly, J implores, 'But, K, be reasonable. You'll really be the fool; people will laugh at you. All the harder if the police will arrest you.'

'Let them laugh, let them arrest me. I don't care.'

'You are being unreasonable, K!'

'I certainly am, girls. I want to be the fool.'

'Shall we call M and try to have him come back to you?'

'No, he is done as far as I am concerned. I am a fool, but I am not crazy.'

J and I swallow their pride and the evening proceeds like normal. Everything seems fine. Emphasis on: seem to. J and I have to put in an effort.

They leave complete with I's bag of clothes.

Tuesday

Heaven by thanked for the fact that K manages to sleep well. She is so unsettled that without some good sleep she would lose it altogether. She wakes up naturally at about the right time, gets up, showers and sets off on her usual morning walk.

Farmer N appears to be looking out for ...

... her. 'Hey!', he exclaims, looking her over from head to toe, devoting noticeably more time than average to the bottom and top of her torso. Who can blame him? At least he doesn't bite. Nor does his dog, which stretches the leash he or she is on. 'Didn't you forget something?'

She looks at him and says, 'No.'

'I feel like you did, but I don't mind. Be my guest.'

'I am not getting dressed. I was made a fool and will play the role I was given.'

'Okay. Suit yourself. I won't ask why. At least I have told you. And I don't mind looking at you.'

She doesn't reply but simply signs off by saying, 'Bye.'

She starts work and works her morning shift as per usual. When lunch comes around, she finds that she is out of bread, cheese and salad. What to do but to pop out towards the corner shop, armed with a shopping bag? Naked, of course. How else? The shop is located on the edge of town, about 5 minutes' walk away. She passes about a dozen houses before she gets there. Most people are inside eating lunch, it would appear, so she meets no one until she gets to the shop. She enters, takes a shopping basket and picks her way to the depths of the shop, after saying hello to the shop lady, Mrs. H, on the way. Nothing or nobody has prepared her for K's nudity. She is a kind, but traditional soul, therefore not used to seeing naked women. For all we know, this may be the first naked woman she has ever seen - she doesn't look at herself that well.

'Miss K, what are you doing? Go ...