0 comments/ 23224 views/ 7 favorites Megan & Jessie #01 By: Jappio **Trying something different with this story as far as organization goes. Title gets kind of huge otherwise.** #1: A walk in the Woods ---------- Part 1 ---------- "Jessie, hurry up and get your clothes back on. What if someone catches us?" Jessie ignored my pleas though. She only gave her care free smile as she peeked out from the bushes we were hiding behind. She didn't have a stitch of clothing on her. I didn't know what to do though. I wanted her to get dressed before things would get out of hand like they usually do, but something inside of me wanted this to continue. I should probably explain things just a bit more though. My name is Megan, and the naked girl next to me is Jessie. The two of us have been friends for what seem forever. Megan is the type of girl who gets an idea in her head and runs with it. She's probably the most care free person I know. Megan wouldn't describe me that way though. She says I need to learn to loosen up more. Her favorite analogy for it is, "If we were one person, I'd be the subconscious and you'd be the voice of reason." Now her being naked out here in the middle of the park would be an example of her care free nature. Why she isn't embarrassed to be naked in front of me, why she isn't afraid of getting caught, and why she feels so compelled to do this stuff is beyond me. Most of you might be thinking that me asking her to get dressed and stuff is a sign that I'm just looking out for her modesty, trying to keep her safe. Well although partially true, there sort of is more to it. It's embarrassing to admit, but honestly I'd prefer if she stayed naked. She is an incredibly beautiful woman. A cute face with a smile that could make you melt. Her figure is so well kept and toned in the right spots. I can only describe her curves as flawless. She might not be voluptuous goddess that some people are into, but in my eyes she is near perfect. Her breasts aren't big honking double d's, but I think her C-cups are incredible on her frame. Her bottom knows how to be nice and small but bubbly and bouncy at the right times. Her legs may not be the long sexy kind you see in some nudie mags, but I could kiss every inch of them and die happy. Then there is her treasured little spot between her legs, the area she even shaves bare. I can't believe my fortune with the amount of times I get to see her wonderful body. Oh god this is embarrassing. This is part of my problem you see. When it involves Jessie and her body, I seem to put myself into some embarrassing situation. You must all think I'm some freak to be into her body like that. I've sort of have had a crush on her for awhile. I know it isn't normal for a girl to get a crush on her best friend, another girl even, but it just sort of worked out that way. We've always been so close, and feelings for her started to grow. It doesn't help that she prances around without clothing either. So I don't so much have a problem with her exposing her body. I'd be happy to look at it all the time. I do worry she might get herself into an embarrassing situation or into some trouble, but I more so worry about myself when she gets naked. When she is like this, I don't think straight. You're the only people I've ever admitted my feelings, none of my friends, and especially her, have a clue. I'd rather it didn't get in the way of our friendship really. Well when she is naked, things get sort of tough. One part of it is that it's hard to hide that I like her when she has her whole body right there for me to see. It's almost as if she is offering me her body, and it's hard to not stare for too long or admit something I probably shouldn't. Then comes the issue where Jessie likes company when she is taking risks. I'd probably live a pretty boring life if it weren't for her. She insists on making me have fun, and I guess that's another reason I like her. However, when she gets naked, she eventually comes up with a way to get me naked. Thinking back every time I don't see how her arguments work on me. Normally I'd be able to argue out of such ridiculous plans as hers, especially if someone else suggested them. As I've said, I have issues when it's Jessie and her body though. I'm too busy being hypnotized by her bare skin to properly say no. That's why I try to get her to put her clothes on, so mine can stay on too! I remember back when we were 13, years ago. I was staying at her house one night. I had started developing these feelings for her, and they left me pretty confused. I didn't get why I wasn't into boys like everyone else. Well she was never shy, so even though I was definitely shy about my developing body, she'd just merrily change out of her clothes and into her Pj's with me in the room. This was different that night though, she also took off her underwear. I asked her what she was doing and she told me about how for the last few weeks she'd been sleeping naked. She also explained how one night she even took a walk outside in her backyard. I told her she was crazy, but she then wanted to prove it. It was so late at that point, her parent were sleeping. I remember my heart was racing as she pulled me by the hand through her house. She was completely naked. I was still clothed, but I couldn't help but be worried for the both of us. I know we were young back then, but I still wasn't able to look away from her bare flesh. I didn't know why I couldn't take my eyes off of her. It didn't take her long to get us out her back door and into the cool night. My mouth was probably open the whole time as she adventured around her yard. I truly didn't get why she was doing it, and I was really worried we could get in trouble. When she started to giggle and pulled at my Pj's, I didn't know how to stop her. Either I was too tired and shocked, or my feelings for her were stronger than I thought back then. She had me stripped naked and I didn't even make a peep. I remember covering up and being so shy. She was happy to go anywhere in the yard, but unless she pulled me somewhere, I'd hide off to the side, covering myself up. After that day though, things kept escalating. Jessie never knew when to stop, so from what I can tell I'm stuck with this for awhile. It's hard to tell why she tries and strip me. I mean she says she's just trying to get me to have fun, to loosen up, and a few other things. I worry sometimes she does it because she knows it embarrasses me. I know it isn't a sexual advance, since Jessie really isn't that type of girl. Nudity to her seems just so casual or something. That's sort of how things led up to today. We had just done some shopping and decided to spend some time in the park. We were just walking around when Jessie suddenly did her thing. She got a twinkle in her eye and began to giggle and smile. She pulled me along till we were hidden in the woods at the side. By now I'm able to tell this essentially meant she had some type of naughty idea in her head. She never answers me when I ask what she is planning. I guess she knows by now that I'd probably just try to stop her if I knew. So even in my heart I knew what was going to happen, I wasn't fully prepared when she was pulling her tank top over her head. As usual she wasn't wearing a bra today. I worry she knows about my feelings. She knows that I'm opposed to her stripping us out here in public. If she knew about my feelings, she might do things like forgo the bra just to make sure I stay nice and quiet, too busy watching her reveal herself. I never seem to get tired of it, and I sometimes wish I would. Conversely, I wish she did know though. She strips a little too fast for me to properly saver it. Before I even got a good look at her breast, she pushed her shorts and panties to the ground. Just once I wish she'd take it slow, a little more teasing in her strip. I guess she really doesn't know the way I feel. There I go again though, gushing on and on about her. Trust me when I say I'm not normally like this. I wouldn't dare tell anyone how I want to see my best friend slowly strip for me. I wouldn't dare let anyone know about our naked time together either. Yet I guess I can't keep quiet forever. So now we're up to speed. She's naked and looking out into the park as I hope she gets dressed soon before this gets out of hand. "Think I could make it over to the restroom?" Jessie asked me. Her total disregard for what I was saying told me she was too far gone. I knew I'd have to come up with some reason fast so I'd be able to avoid her getting me stripped, but I also couldn't get the image out of my mind of seeing her naked body running to the bathroom. She'd have to run out in the open space ahead of us. Although this area of the park was more secluded, if anyone decided to walk around the pond near us would definitely be able to see her. I swear I was never into voyeurism or exhibitionism type stuff before Jessie dragged me in. It's her fault that at night I find myself going to sites and watching videos or reading stories of this type of stuff, picturing her and me being the stars of those. Had she not got me hooked, I might be a bit normal. Obviously I was too lost in fantasy to answer her, but I guess she didn't need one. Next thing I know I see her butt bouncing as she runs off away from me. I'd go after her, but I'd rather just watch here. She was completely without clothes or hiding, and yet there she was running off smiling. I didn't know if I liked the view from back here or if I would have preferred being by the bathroom to see her running towards me. As soon as she was entering the ladies room though, I knew I should probably follow. I knew I shouldn't have let her out of my site. I went running after her. I hope she's alone, or else I might have to help her out of a mess trying to explain why she is naked. When I got inside I saw Jessie standing there, hands on hips, smiling broadly at me. I guess this was her idea of greeting me. "What if I was someone else coming through this door?" I warned her. I was thinking how that person would be very lucky though. "Then I suppose they'd get quite the surprise," she laughed. I could only sigh. She never seemed to take the risk seriously. I wish she could at least hide better some times. Would it have killed her to hide in a stall? I don't know what I'd do if I was caught with her like this, what would people think? I mean my crush is a secret. Someone could walk in at any moment and think that we were some weird perverted couple. I mean I don't think Jessie is a pervert, but that wouldn't stop other people from thinking that, right? "Now how about you get those clothes off and we can head back into the woods, take a delightful nature stroll," Jessie suddenly offered. I knew this was coming. I could swear I had a good argument before as I came running to the bathroom. She's giving that smile of hers too. I can't stop looking, I need to say something. It's hard saying "no" to the naked girl of your dreams, you know? "Always with the shy act honey? You know it's not too hard once you get this stuff off," Jessie said as she circled around me. Oh my god, I can feel her reaching her hands around me and to my waist. She's pulling my shirt up. I can feel my heart beat. Every time she does this, I have to wonder if this will be the day that she will do more than just strip me. It's moments like this that I picture that leave me up at night, rustling around in bed unable to sleep. I know to her she was just playfully stripping me, but the level of eroticism in it for me was unbearable. I really am hopeless I'm starting to think. So she was able to get my shirt up and over my head, without me fighting it. Before I could get too worried though about standing with my bra on show in the public bathroom, I was a little worried what Jessie thought of my bra. It wasn't the most flattering thing around. Now I know this probably sounds stupid, but normally if I think Jessie might be doing something, I put on something sexier under my clothes. I know it's a long shot, but I sort of just hope to impress her. Sadly today I just had on an ugly sports bra. "Now that just won't due Megs, let me get that horrid thing off," Jessie's words were sharper than I thought they would be. I know it was ugly, but to think she thought I looked that bad. I was too hurt to even think about how she was now removing my bra. "There are those cute nipples of yours. I have to say you look a hundred million times better," she complimented. I would have been ready to whine and complain about being topless, yet my heart was fluttering too much now. I was actually smiling a little too, between blushing of course. I know her compliments were just meant to be friendly, but they meant a lot more to me. "Get these things down and off too," Jessie was muttering as she was crouching at my side. I side stepped and grabbed my pants. I had to slow her down before I was naked as her. "Woah, I don't know about this. You know I don't want to get caught." It's an age old argument for me, but I had to try something. "We won't get caught, if we're lucky," her cute grin appeared again. She moved closer to me. I would have moved away again, but as she moved closer, in her crouched position very little was hidden. Her shaven mound probably could have gotten me to cluck like a chicken it was so hypnotizing. Now her head was just inches away from my crotch. Her hands played with the button on my jeans. She had them open and was pulling the zipper down. My plain white panties were being shown to her. I couldn't help but whimper a little. I was again running a fantasy through my mind. My whimper had gotten her attention and Jessie looked up. She probably saw some fear in my eyes and decided to pull away. Luckily it was only the fear she saw, because at that moment I was a mix of worry and anticipation. I had to breathe a sigh of relief. "I'll let you keep the pants for now, but once we get into the woods you're joining me all of the way," she warned me. Of course in my mind I wished her accidental innuendo was what she actually meant. "Let's not wait any longer though. The longer we stay here, the less fun we can have." She was out the door before I could stop her. I knew I had to follow quickly. Beyond not wanting to stay in the bathroom topless by myself, I also wanted to be with her. I went to grab my clothes so I could maybe cover with them for the short run, but I couldn't find them. When I looked out the door I could see them bundled up under Jessie's arm. I hated when she did that type of thing. I knew I couldn't wait for her; I'd have to run topless to the woods like she intended. ---------- Part 2 ---------- I inched my way to the very edge of the bathroom. I knew I'd have a distance to travel without any hiding. I had both hands on a breast. I knew if anyone saw it would be obvious I was topless sadly. Of course since I didn't hear any whooping and hollering, no one saw Jessie. I knew now was my best chance. I took off at fast speed, trying to not look too much to the side. All I told myself in my head was that Jessie was waiting naked for me at the other side. It's embarrassing to admit, but I think that motivated me more than the wanting to reach cover. Jessie was waiting as expected. She gave me a moment to catch my breath, but didn't give it much time until she asked for the rest of my clothes. How I wished she'd ask for my clothes in a situation that wasn't her silly little games. "Hurry up already, I want to get going soon. We don't want to be out till dark," Jessie wasn't one to hesitate ever obviously. I was able to get my pants pushed down and off. A normal person probably wouldn't just strip on command like that, but I think at this point I might do anything for Jessie with the right amount of push. I did also sort of want to be naked with her here, even if I was afraid. Like usual I stalled at my panties. I have a hard time exposing myself to her truthfully. I'm always worried what she actually thinks. I mean you'd all blush if your pants fell down in front of your crush, right? I always seem to end up naked, but I never get use to it. Jessie isn't totally cruel though. She could tell I didn't want to take off my panties. "Dear, you can keep the panties if you really want to." It's a good thing she did speak up. Another moment or two and I'd probably be pulling them down and off. She spared me the embarrassment. "Time to go have some fun," she said marching off, barely giving me enough chance to get our clothes hidden under a bush. I caught up and crept behind her. I had my hands on my breast again, too shy to just let them bounce around freely. Jessie just had her hands at her sides, so all of her body was offered for me to see, which I honestly couldn't complain about. Although going through the trees and woods was a bit rough at first, Jessie led us to a path. I knew one way would go back into the park, and I was relieved when Jessie chose to go the other way. I didn't know where this path led at all though. All I knew was that we were heading farther and farther from our clothes. All I had on out here were my panties and shoes, Jessie didn't even have panties. I didn't get how she was able to walk so care free ahead of me. She didn't have any way to hide her body beyond diving into the bushes, but she just walked along as if nothing was different. Was I gifted that the crush of my life was happy to get naked in my presence, or do I consider it a curse? I sort of envied her too. I bet if she were in my position, she wouldn't be hiding her breast under her hands. She'd happily show them off. She'd probably also not bother hiding her feelings either. She'd declare them loudly and proudly. I thought about being brave like her. I thought about telling her, but it would be too much. I'm not ready to really tell her about something big like that. I decided if I couldn't tell her my feelings, I could in the very least uncover my breast. That's easier said than done though. As soon as I was able to move my hands down to my sides, I couldn't help but notice that my nipples were poking against my palms. I knew without my hands, more than just my breast would be on show; Jessie would also be able to tell that I was turned on. With a basic reflex my hands were up on my breast again. In the past Jessie has taken note of my hard nipples, she usually jokes about it being cold air, or sometimes attributing it to the exciting situation of being naked in public. What she doesn't know is that they get like that because of her. It's so embarrassing that I get like this by seeing my best friend naked, it really is. "Don't back down, Jessie wouldn't," I told myself. I know it would be embarrassing, but I couldn't hide forever. If I wasn't able to do this simple task, then I'd never be able to tell her how I feel. With a deep breath, I closed my eyes and put my hands down at my sides. I took a few steps and then opened my eyes again. Jessie wasn't looking back, so she hadn't noticed yet. I looked down at my own breast, bobbling out in view now. I couldn't believe I was actually able to do that on my own. I was starting to think it wouldn't be impossible one day to reveal more than just my breast to Jessie. "Hey, I think someone is coming our way, should we give them a show?" Jessie asked me. I just looked up and saw up ahead on the path what looked to be people approaching. Between us and them the forest was still thick, so there was a chance they hadn't noticed our naked bodies. I know I wanted to be bolder, but not this bold. My body just reacted and I suddenly pushed Jessie and myself off the path. The first thing I did was crouch down and hide behind a large plant. Jessie was still standing though; she would be far too easy to see there. Megan & Jessie #01 "Jessie, get down here, you don't want to get caught!" I tried pleading with her. "We'll have it your way then," she giggled as she began to lower herself. I never could wrap my head around how Jessie was Ok with people catching us naked. She always acted so calm in these situations. This would be one thing if she was the only one naked, but she seems to forget that unlike her, I'm shy. I was about to stick my head up to keep an eye out for the hikers approaching, but when Jessie finally settled down, she had chose to squat right behind me, and I mean right behind me. I suddenly could feel her body against mine. I wanted to say something, but I couldn't. She was so close to me. I could feel on my back the soft mounds that were her breasts. I could even feel her stiff nipples against my back. Her hands were on my hips for support too, I mean anyone seeing this would find it some sort of erotic embrace. Jessie is far more touchy-feely than a friend should be probably. She could have easily chosen to hide next to me, but instead she just settled in right behind me. I wanted it to mean more, but I knew Jessie didn't mean anything by it. Since we were little she'd hold hands with me as we walked, or gave me hugs when I feeling down. Just another situation or her doing something without thinking about it. Sexually natured thing just don't seem to faze her. I could hear her giggle, finding this whole scary situation fun. I'd probably be shaking, but her body against mine was helping me not think too much about the situation. I didn't even know the two hikers were so close to us until I heard a twig snap probably no more than 10 feet from us. They hadn't even gotten out of site, yet Jessie stood up anyways. I looked around when I felt her moving and was about to yell at her and tell her to hide for a bit longer, but I was cut off when I got a very close look between her legs. "Let's not wait here all day now. We'll get dirty if we just sit around in the dirt," Jessie said holding out her hand to help me up off the ground. Knowing her, she probably didn't know why my face was so red. I slowly stood. I could see the two who passed not too far off, I didn't want them to look back and see us. Jessie though didn't seem to mind the risk as we again were walking down the path. I was hoping that'd be the last time we came across anyone. "We're probably half way there, you ready to ditch the white?" Jessie asked me. I of course wasn't sure if I was ready to fully join the naked hike, I also wasn't too thrilled that we just starting to get to the halfway point, my heart was already stressed out enough. She really did seem to want me to be naked though. I know most of you probably think I'm weak, but I didn't want to tell her no. She wanted me to enjoy being naked with her, and I didn't want to disappoint. I clenched my teeth, I hoped we'd be alone until we were again clothed, and I took off my last piece of modesty preserving clothing. My special place wasn't left out in the air for too long without the soft cotton protecting them. As soon as I had my panties in hand, my hands went between my legs. I know most of you think it's pathetic that I can't let the girl I like, and the girl I've seen naked a lot of time, my own naked body. I'm just too shy though. I don't know what she really thinks of me, what she really thinks about my body. I just blush thinking about her looking down there. Every time she gets a peek my face gets covered in red. We continued our walk, but Jessie didn't leave me alone for long. "Why not ditch the panties? This walk is so much fun when you don't have to worry about carrying something around," she recommended me. "I don't know, it's just I don't want to lose them." I said trying to make an excuse. The truth was though was I didn't want to lose my safety net of cover. "Well then, I have an idea, hand them to me," she asked. I didn't know what she was planning, and without thinking I handed them to her. I made sure to keep my hand between my legs. I blushed thinking about how she now had in her hands my unmentionables. In no time she had my panties tied in a little bundle around her wrist. "A cute little ribbon, wouldn't you say?" she jokingly asked holding her wrist out towards me. I couldn't help but giggle myself, but I was all the same embarrassed knowing that was my underwear around her wrist. I still had my hands between my legs, and the lost of the panties would have been something I'd be Ok with, but I started to think about what her having my panties meant. I knew I was just that much more naked without them, but I also noticed something on my hands. This is really embarrassing to admit, but having Jessie run around naked in front of me and me being naked too is something that is... well it's a bit of a turn on. Well I suppose it's more than just a bit... OK fine! It's what fuels my fantasies, it gets me horny, it is what gets me all hot and bothered! My nipples grow hard, and I get wet between my legs. Even right then and there with my hands between my legs I could feel my own juices. I was very glad that my hands would hide that from Jessie, but then I remembered what was around her wrist. If they had soaked anything up at all, she would know! She was already starting to walk again, but I couldn't move right away. I would be very humiliated if she ever noticed that. I know she occasionally teases me for the hard nipples, but she has never noticed just how far these stunts of hers take me. She would surely think I'm some crazy slut. "You coming?" She asked stopping and waiting for me. She had her same happy tone as usual, so maybe she wasn't able to notice anything. I still worried, but I continued to walk with her. Even with this impending humiliation, I was still aroused. It isn't easy keeping your hands still between your legs while you watch a butt like Jessie's bare bottom bouncing in front of you. The movement and friction of my legs as we walked wasn't helping the matter. I had to be strong though and resist my urges; there was no way I was going to lose control of myself in front of Jessie. Jessie of course didn't have this problem. Sure she seemed to get excited and thrilled on these adventures, but I never seen her lust or anything. She kept her hands at her sides, just enjoying nature. She didn't care what came into contact with her skin, the air, light, or other people's vision. She truly was pure and beautiful. I do feel guilty. I mean she just does this to enjoy herself. All I do is follow along and stare at her body. I don't think anyone else would do any better considering though. Anyways, I suppose me looking isn't too bad, if she is happy to show anyways? Maybe I shouldn't be so shy either. I mean if I ever do want to tell her how I feel, I need to be ready to share my secrets, including my body. She probably wouldn't want to be with someone too shy to show her their body. She also wasn't looking back my way, so it wouldn't be too bad. I then put my hands at my sides, just like her, although I was probably tenser. Now just like her, my naked body was uncovered too. Now if she wanted to look at me, she could. Of course my hands were twitchy, and once or twice when I thought she was going to turn around they were quick to cover up. ---------- Part 3 ---------- I couldn't tell very well how long we were out there. I finally got my hands under control, and Jessie even looked back a couple of times and saw my naked body. I didn't see her glance too much, but I know at least once her eyes narrowed in on my hairs down below! The blush on my face was truly something else after that. I thought we were going to make it without any more close calls too, yet my luck wouldn't be that good. Again two people were approaching us. "Quick, we have to hide," I whispered. "Let's just keep going, we'll be fine, trust me," she tried assuring me. Was she nuts!? I never understand how she can just approach people when we're naked. I use to hide every time, but I started to feel too guilty to leave her alone like this. I don't know why either, but I really did feel I could trust her. I know I was going on about trying to be ok with exposing myself, but with these two guys approaching, my hands were clamped over my naughty bits. It wasn't much, but I'd at least have most of my breast and in-between my legs covered up. I still was in awe at how Jessie kept her hands at her side. I saw the shocked expression of the people we were approaching. They stopped in their tracks as they noticed we had no clothes on. Who wouldn't stop when seeing two naked ladies walking down a forest path? I was ready to fall over with how weak my legs felt. I wanted to just run and hide, not get closer to the two guys. I was even more scared when I noticed the two of them probably went to our college, since the one guy who had a shirt on had our school letters. They probably played on one of the teams by the looks of it. Jessie was really Ok with marching our naked bodies past them? I was begging god at this point for them to not recognize us. I would just die if I went to classes having people in class that actually know what I look like naked. "Hey, what do we have here? A special show for us?" Did one of them actually speak? Oh no, I really was hoping this would be like other times and just watch us walk by. We were just walking around them and I was ready to run, but Jessie just stopped and turned around. I would have kept going, but I couldn't leave her. She did say we'd be fine. "No special show. We're just enjoying a nice nature walk," she explained. Oh my god, their eyes were all over us. Jessie got most of the looks of course. She wasn't hiding anything and that probably thrilled these two guys. "Perhaps you can enjoy yourselves with us? We could take you back to our place?" The other asked. Oh god they were hitting on us! "Sorry guys, but we prefer the scenery here," Jessie said, trying to turn them down. "You are right about the scenery here being great babe," I was starting to feel pretty jealous about these guys just staring Jessie up and down and hitting on her. A selfish wish, but I would prefer to keep her naked body to myself. I sadly didn't have the guts that these guys did. I could never make such a bold approach on her. "We could always just slip off the trail if you wanted, I get if you can't wait." Maybe it was just my jealousy, but these guys were coming off as real jerks. "It's not that I can't wait, I just don't want to," Jessie retorted, how she was able to stay so confident while being naked in front of these guys is beyond me. The fact she was naked really didn't seem to affect her. "Oh come on, you can't say you don't want some when you're dressed like that!" One of the guys questioned, but then he started to stare at me. "Also why are you naked if you aren't even going to show the goods?" I didn't like that the attention was on me. I couldn't say anything though. I wanted to tell these muscle headed jerks off, but I just couldn't. "Cause you guys don't deserve to see her hot charms," Jessie said stepping in front of me. Oh my I think my heart nearly stopped. "Well aren't you a little cock tease? Just going to flaunt your stuff around? How about you, maybe you're more up to play?" As he asked this, he pushed pass Jessie and grabbed my arm. Before I knew what was happening he had pulled it away revealing my breast to the pig. I was ready to scream or something; I didn't know what to do. However the grip on my arm loosened as I heard him groan in pain. Jessie was again in front of me, and the guy who grabbed me was now lowering to the ground, his hands over his groin. Jessie had just kicked him where it hurt to defend me! "What the hell?" The guys friend said trying to help the other up. "Hope that hurt. You shouldn't have messed with my friend. You should know to keep your hands to yourself!" Jessie then wrapped an arm around my shoulders and we walked off. My heart was practically soaring. I really do think this is love I feel for her... I probably wouldn't even be able to admit that here if it wasn't for what she did. Once we were away from the guys, Jessie again spoke, "I'm sorry about that. Had I known they'd be like that, I'd have kicked them sooner." She was so strong, and so willing to be there for me. There was just so much about her I loved. "Oh no, you don't need to apologize. What you did was so amazing! I mean, I really appreciate what you did there!" I was practically gushing actually. I mean I should have been feeling more humiliated knowing that those guys just saw my breast or that I stood and did nothing that whole time, but all I could think about was how I felt about Jessie. "Don't mention it, that's what friends are for. I wasn't about to let them mess with you," She reassured. She squeezed her arm to give me a hug. I could feel her breast swell up against the side of mine! "Oh, but Jessie I really do want to thank you. I mean you're so great. Pretty, smart, and brave. I mean I really do love..." Oh god, what was I saying! I couldn't go just blurting it out now. I wasn't thinking straight! I couldn't ruin this lovely moment and freak her out. "Love how you handled those guys. I can only hope he'll be hurting for a long time!" I think I covered my slip up well, because the two of us were giggling and enjoying ourselves all the way back to where our clothes were. She didn't touch her clothes, but I was getting my bra and shirt on fast. I knew though I didn't have my panties, so I had to ask for them back from Jessie. "Oh yeah, here you go," she said taking them off her wrist. I took them, and even though I just spent a good amount of time with her naked, I still turned away as I pulled them up my legs. I was getting my pants on when she started to giggle to herself. "What's so funny?" I asked her. "Oh nothing, just I wanted to make sure to remind you to wash those well. I know whenever I have an exciting day like today I end up needing to," She again was giggling to herself. I was again totally red in the face though knowing what she just implied. She did notice their moisture! Even though all the way home I was blushing and humiliated thinking about all the embarrassments in the day, the first thing I did when I got home was strip and lay in my bed. Not only had I spent the day with the pleasure of seeing Jessie naked, not only did she stand up for me, but I also now knew that these little games of her probably lead to her going home and enjoying herself in the same way I was! Although I suppose we each had different reasons to. The End Megan & Jessie #02 #2: Day at the Beach -------- Part 1 -------- Today started out like most days that Jessie invites me to go somewhere with her, me in front of my mirror checking what I'd wear. I know it might be a futile effort, but I want to make sure I look my best when I'm with her. Maybe she'll eventually grow to like me just like I did with her. I also try to look good on every layer of clothing I have on, knowing how she can get some times when it's just us. If we weren't going to the beach, I'd probably be rummaging through my underwear drawer for something sexy. However with the beach as our destination, I wanted to make sure my suit was just right. I had specifically bought a new one this summer just in case I went swimming with her. The last few times though I didn't have the guts to wear it. Now I was again standing in front of my mirror, blushing as I looked myself over in this tiny suit. Just holding on by a few tightly tied strings, I was worried I was showing too much skin. I know I've been naked in front of Jessie before, but at the same time there would be other people around. Last few times we went to the beach, Jessie would be her usual self and wear skimpy little suits. I do adore her courage sometimes. She of course didn't seem to mind the stares I'd notice people giving her. I admit I get a little jealous seeing the guys on the beach eyeing her up. Today though I wanted to try and be brave like her, impress her, and maybe even titillate her a little. Ok, maybe not titillate, but a girl can dream, right? The suit though left plenty of flesh exposed. Of course my essentials were covered, but even if my nipples were hidden, the top left some of the skin of my breast out for viewing. I was worried that I'd have to shave a little to even wear the bottoms. Luckily it wasn't that skimpy, but any smaller and I'd probably have to. I suppose maybe I'm overreacting. The suit wasn't the most outrageous thing out there. I'm sure Jessie would be showing even more than me, but up until a year ago I'd still been wearing one pieces until Jessie forced me to get a couple bikinis. Now I was going out in a little string thing probably half the weight of those! I can't say I'm a fan of the strings either. They feel like they could quickly become the victim of Jessie's mischievous hands, just ready to let the light pieces of fabric fall to the ground in an instant. Oh, and then I'd be completely naked in front of her in no time flat, my whole body ready for anything she wanted. Oh if only she did want my body more... OH god, I have to clear my head. She wasn't even here and I was already starting to fantasize again. Besides a few of her own careless nipples slips, the last few times at the beach, she was actually well behaved and I was lucky to keep my suit on. Today should be no different; she wouldn't risk anything too much on a public beach! My text tone going off nearly made me jump out of my suit. Jessie was already here. I quickly got on my shorts and shirts over my bikini, grabbed my beach bag, and ran out to her car and got in. I almost lost my breath as I looked at her. She was indeed in a skimpier suit than me, and she didn't even bother to wear anything but that. So much of her body was already laid out for me to see, and we were still in town just in her car. "Like the new suit? Was going to maybe save it for a different day, but I wanted to try it on and couldn't convince myself to take it off." Wait, did she notice I was staring?! Also I was shocked to hear she couldn't convince herself to take it off clothing. "That suit makes you look great! I mean you normally look great, wait I mean," I was panicking already. It never is easy to give her compliments. I wanted to tell her she looked as gorgeous as a goddess at heart, but I knew I couldn't come on too strong. Now I was just messing up my words and probably looking like a real dork already. "Thanks Megs, you look killer in yours," She said back. I think my heart actually stopped. I know she was just being nice, but still to hear her say something like that was more than enough to make me happy. We could turn right back and just end the day like this and I'd be content. After that we went about our trip like any other. Talking about this and that, being the usual close friends we were. See as much as I want to tell her how I feel, to maybe get more between us, I also don't want to ruin moments like this. I really do like her, but I love our friendship. I'm not about to weird out our friendship over my crush. Part way through the drive, I wasn't really sure where she was going. I knew how to get to the beach, and this wasn't the right way. "Jess, where are we going?" "Oh I thought we'd try out a new beach. I read about it and it sounds just wonderful," Jessie said with a smile. That's my Jessie, always making up new plans and acting on random spur of the moment type ideas. I figured I could trust her decision though, picking a fun beach to go to sounded like something Jessie would be good at. As we got closer, the scenery was getting pretty nice. No longer were we in any cities or town, just nature all around us. I saw the sign coming up for the beach, and it wasn't much longer till we were in the parking lot. It didn't look like the beach would be too crowded. It was actually pretty out of the way, I'm surprised the trip took so long. We carried our things out to the beach and I have to say it was quite beautiful. The lake was sparkling, the sand looked so soft and smooth. Trees surrounded the lake making the whole place look like a private, little, natural paradise. People had their towels laid out, and a few were off swimming. I didn't even notice too many kids around. Jessie was good at picking a nice beach. "Finally here, race you to the beach!" Jessie said as she took off running. I chased after her but I slowed my pace as I watched her. That small suit of hers looked like it wouldn't even stay on her! I could see her butt bounce, and even a bit of sway of her breast at the side. I picked up my pace so she wouldn't notice how far I lagged behind. When I caught up to her she was already dropping her bag on the ground and sitting in the sand. I put my things down and sat next to her. We both just took a moment to take in the sites. "Wow, this place is beautiful," I commented. "Yep, not many places like this around here either. Took a bit of searching," Jessie explained as she got her towel out. I suppose she couldn't just sit and watch for too long, already set to get to tanning. My eyes nearly popped out when I saw her loosen the back string to her top and let it fall off to the side of her. "Jessie, what are you doing, you can't just go topless out here like this!" I whispered urgently to her. Although not a busy beach, we certainly weren't alone, nor hidden. "You're right, I can't be just topless," she giggled. I knew she had to be just quick teasing me. Now she'd surely get dressed and just relax. She didn't get dressed though. Her hands just went to the sides of her bottoms and got those pulled off her in a moment. She was sitting completely naked on the public beach! Looking around I could see someone was even looking at us now. They knew Jessie was naked! "You really are nuts. You're going to get us kicked out, someone already noticed!" "Megs, don't worry about it. It's a clothing optional beach," Jessie said. She then began to search her bag. Oh god, not a bit of clothing on her already. Her breast just hung out in the open as she was bending over. Her butt was sticking out into the open air. Again I was looking around and noticed the few glances we were getting. "Says right here, clothing optional. One of the only places for miles near us. There's even a sign over there." She said point it out. Sure enough this was apparently a clothing optional beach. "No one else is naked though. I mean aren't you worried about how you'll stick out?" I asked. "Let them look. It's flattering," she said. I still was in shock that she'd just strip naked in front of all these people. "Just relax and enjoy yourself. It's all open minds here, no one will mind or think you're weird if you go without your clothes." She said as she put her hands on my shoulder. She slowly laid me down on my stomach on my towel. "Now just hold still and I'll apply your sun screen. Today we're going to get fantastic tans," she bragged as I tried to do my best to relax. I really wanted to crane my neck up so I could look at her, but I knew I shouldn't leer too obviously. Remember how I said she could have had me naked in a few moments easily? Well looks like she wasn't afraid to do that out in the open on a beach after all. As I lay there, waiting to feel her hands rub some lotion into my back, she was untying my suit. All I could do was give out a yelp and ask what was going on. "All over tan Megs, might as well take this opportunity to get rid of some tan lines." She was acting far too easy going about it. I don't know how she thought I'd be ok with lying out with my whole naked back in view. Both bottoms and top were no longer tied on me, lying useless under my body. I was going to tie them back up to cover up, but I suddenly felt Jessie's hands rubbing the tanning lotion into my skin. For a moment I forgot what was going on. Her hands are so smooth and soft. The way she moved her hands was so sensual, or at least in mind it was like that. I suppose if she was just sitting around naked, I could have my butt out. I mean everyone has a butt, and mines no different from anyone else's. I also wanted to impress Jessie too. If I put my suit back on, she'd think I'm some pathetic little girl too embarrassed to show her booty off. Her hands were traveling lower on my body too now. I realized where her hands were heading to. Next in line after my back would be my butt! Would she actually apply the lotion there? I mean we were only friends in her mind, and that is sort of a sensitive area, right? I could hear a part of me cheering her on though, hoping her hands would grab hold of my cheeks. I shivered as I felt her finger tips glide over the beginning of my crack. She pushed the lotion into my cheeks. I felt I could melt in her hands. I had been waiting for a day like this for awhile now, and I never would have dreamed it'd be out on a public beach like this. I didn't dare look around though. I knew that people would probably take notice of the girl rubbing down another naked girl, but I didn't want to know for sure. I really wanted to just soak in this moment. I did feel guilty though. I knew Jessie didn't attend for this to be this sensual. Yet, what she didn't know wouldn't hurt, right? All too quickly though her hands were already now at the bottom of my cheeks. I guess since she wasn't trying to be sexy, it doesn't take long to apply sunscreen to a butt. I did yelp silently when I felt her hands move between my legs. I could feel her rubbing lotion into my thighs. I suppose she wanted to make sure I didn't get burned, but I was still embarrassed. Her hands had come so close to an even more sensitive location. I also worried that with her hands and eyes focused there, she could probably even see my lips too! Her hands left my erogenous zones shortly after that. After finishing up my legs I was both happy and sad to know it was over. I was tingling all over after that. It's hard to admit, but at that point I told myself, "I'm going to be busy in bed tonight." Now I thought things would be over. I figured I'd be able to continue to hide naked in plain sight and just work on my tan. Yet Jessie asked in, "could you get to mine now?" She had set the bottle down next to my head as she went to lie on her stomach. My heart was beating fast now. Did she essentially just ask me to feel her up all I like? Well no, she didn't ask that, she of course didn't mean that. Yet she did ask that I put lotion over her entire back area. I looked around as I grabbed the bottle. To get the honor of doing this for her, I'd be taking a big risk too. I couldn't just lie on my stomach anymore and hide my front side. I'd have to kneel over Jessie, my body out for anyone to see. "It's a clothing optional beach, nothing weird about it Megan. You can do this. Jessie didn't mind doing it. No one made a scene. This is a once in a lifetime chance," I was telling myself. I got up on my knees, an arm slung over my chest, my other holding the bottle. I shuffled over to Jessie. I looked around. I saw one or two people who were looking this way, but didn't look like they were watching intently, just glancing. I looked down at Jessie. She had her head resting on her arms, her eyes were closed, as if ready to take a nap. She did look very beautiful lying in the sunlight. "Megan, just do it. She was nice enough to get yours, time to pay her back," I reasoned with myself again. I forced my arm away from my breast as I began to squeeze sunscreen into my hand. I knew my breast were now just out in the open, yet I knew if I continued to look around, it would make my bashfulness too obvious. I had to just ignore where I was and get this job done. I began on her shoulder blades and worked my way all around the usual areas. Nothing was too weird yet. Just being a helpful friend. I got more and more nervous the lower I got. I was worried of how well I could control myself. I knew I shouldn't do anything weird, that I should just quick apply the lotion and be done. I know it's wrong, but part of me wanted to take advantage of the situation though. When my fingers were just barely touching the area that would normally be covered by a suit, I became too shy and flinched my hands away. The second attempt to move on to her butt, my hands drifted around it. It still felt racy enough to have my hands on her hips, but it wasn't the goal. I tried just moving to the legs, but I knew that wasn't a good idea. If I didn't get her butt, she would probably question it, and if she didn't she could get a nasty burn. Biting my lip, I forced my hands to move onto this forbidden zone. Part of me knew how wrong this was, but part of me tried to convince me that I had to pass it off as normal. Now I'm no professional ass grabber, and my hands haven't touch anyone's butt but my own, but Jessie's butt was wonderful. So soft, so round, and I wish my hands were glued to it. It was something else really. I knew I probably lingered longer than I should. I was able to get going and got to back of her legs. I looked again at her bare butt, noticing how now it looked like it shined with the moisture that was soaking in. Even though this site was amazing, something else actually caught my eye. As I was getting her legs, Jessie had spread her legs, probably wanting to give me easier access for the lotion. I couldn't help but notice that her lips were quite visible too. I blushed knowing how intimate this view was. I was so close, and it was like she was offering to show it off. I even toyed with the idea in my head that she wanted me to make sure that skin got covered too. I knew that was a stupid idea though, and just got her thighs and legs before I acted on any silly daydreams. -------- Part 2 -------- My time with her body was done though as I got to her feet. I put the lotion down, and looked over her body one last time. I maybe would have looked more, but the fact that I was naked on the beach came crashing back to me. I had looked around and saw that one or two people were most likely looking at us. I quickly got back to lying on my stomach. I couldn't last much longer with my boobs on show. I groaned in embarrassment as I lay, because I could feel just hard my nipples were. I really hoped no one had looked and saw them like that. I had some time to think about what happened too. I have to say, it's embarrassing to even admit all that here. I really do seem to be falling for her. I probably crossed some lines too. Did I take advantage of what should have been a more innocent moment? She didn't seem hurt by it though, so maybe it isn't so bad. I mean I could have done worse... Anyways though, after awhile of tanning, it was getting to be time to turn over. Now I think it's obvious I wasn't sure how to approach this. I could hear Jessie turning over, and I knew she probably now had all on show. I tried looking around best I could. I didn't see anyone leering. She was so very brazen. I had been able to force myself to get naked, but all I had showing was my butt this whole time. If I rolled over too, I don't know if I could handle everyone seeing my naked body. My nipples were bare, not to mention still pointy from the previous events. I would also be lying with my little tuft of hair, and who knows what, sitting out for the sun to shine on like a spot like. I could just picture everyone just looking over and staring at me. Why do I let myself get into these situations? It's bad enough when we're somewhere private, but now we were surrounded by people. I could See Jessie just smiling and acting as if nothing was out of the ordinary. Either she loved attention or really didn't care, I couldn't tell. I could put my bikini back on. Sure it was small piece of fabric, but it would keep me hidden again. Yet Jessie really did seem to want me naked. Why did it have to be so hard to please her? Well I had to get my bottoms back on. As much as I wanted to try and look cool and confident around Jessie, I still couldn't stand the idea of just letting anyone look over and see my most secret place. Yet what to do about my exposed top half? I rolled over, keeping my legs shut tight and an arm over my breast. I looked to my side for both my suit and anybody who might be trying to steal glances. I found my bottoms and let my breast stay uncovered as I pulled the bottoms up my leg. I don't think anyone would have seen anything too racy... I really could have put my top on, Jessie didn't seem to object to me putting my bottoms back on. Yet I knew that she wouldn't respect me if I went and hid my whole body, right? So although it was tough, I decided I'd remain topless, right there on that public beach. I didn't see anyone staring. Maybe topless girls weren't too rare for this beach. It didn't help calm me down fully, but I was able to stable my hands long enough to put some suntan lotion in them. I began to rub my body up and down with the stuff. Although I felt guilty about it, I was thinking about if Jessie had offered to get my front side too. It's hard to even describe how much I blush when I describe this stuff to all of you! I almost was going to skip getting to my breast actually. I felt it would be really dirty to rub the lotion into them in front of everyone. Yet going home with a burn there was not an option I convinced myself. I could only look down at the ground as I moved my moist hands over my modest mounds. I flinched a little when I felt the bolt of pleasure go through me as I passed over my stiff nipples. I was nearly mortified to think how much I was turned on out here in public. After getting all my exposed skin protected from the sun, I laid down. I never really noticed fully before what it's like to lay down on your back and you can feel your boobs flatten against you. I mean it's something I've never been so aware of. I guess it didn't help knowing anyone could be looking at them now. I sort of felt a little self conscious knowing they looked even less round and firm. I looked over at Jessie could see that you could still tell her breast were very fantastic. It made me sort of sad to think that even if Jessie was into girls, that she could easily find someone prettier and hotter than me. I don't think I'm ugly or something. Just that if Jessie wanted, I bet she could get a girl with a killer rack, beautiful form, and in general someone not as plain as me. I subconsciously moved my hands to my breast to try and perk them up a little more, push them together even to make a little cleavage. I sighed as I let them go. "Don't be silly Megan; you know she probably wouldn't care what a person looks like. She isn't shallow like that." I smiled knowing that I was right. Jessie wouldn't care what a person looked like. Megan & Jessie #02 I wish I could have relaxed more too. It seemed the only way to make it so I wasn't worrying about people looking at my breast was worrying about Jessie. It would have been nice to just be care free and lay there and enjoy the rays of the sun on my body. I probably looked like I was getting sunburn on my face with my blushing I thought. I could feel the warmth in my cheeks. I know I say this a lot, but I don't get how Jessie does it. She must be impervious to embarrassment or something. I guess when you look as great as she does, you don't worry too much about what people see. We didn't spend the whole day toasting in the sun though. Jessie of course wouldn't want to just sit still for that long. I wasn't surprised in the least when she sat up and said we had enough of that. "What do you have in mind, a dip maybe?" I ask, thinking it'd be nice to swim and get even more of my body hidden in the water. "Actually I could use something a little faster paced. Up for some volleyball?" she recommended. She had gotten up and was stretching her body, which was putting me into my usual daze. "Let's get a move on." She said pulling me by my wrist to my feet. "Wait, just play like this? Won't we put on a bit of scene?" I asked looking back at our stuff, eyeing up my top. "Of course there'll be a scene. People will be awed as I show you how I've improved my spike," Jessie said with a confident grin. I really wasn't sure if she was purposely avoiding the nudity issue or if our nakedness just didn't register to her. She switched her grip on my wrist to my hand as she pulled me along. The first thing through my head was panic. Here we were, strolling down the beach, me topless and her naked. I didn't even know what to do about it. Then on top of it we were going to be running and jumping our bodies around a volleyball net? I could swear she was going to drive me to death by shame by the end of the day! Then the fact that our hands were locked came to my mind. It actually felt for a moment that we were a sweet couple just enjoying a beach stroll. It felt so close and personal. Of course to Jessie she was just acting like her usual grade school self and this was probably just innocent best friend hand holding to her. She marched on without cover as I've come to expect from her. I however didn't feel comfortable with my nipples sticking out for the other beach goers to see. I didn't want to make it look obvious, but I just felt I had to have something over them. I tried to keep a hand over one by using the excuse of playing with the end of one of my hairs. I knew the other was out, but I didn't know how to cover it without looking like some kind of flake. I know it's silly, but covering one is at least better than none, right? I also noticed there were a lot of stares. Unlike when we were tanning, we passed more and more people. It seemed most that would look our way were looking us up and down. I knew they probably had their sites on Jessie, but I could tell they were checking me out too. My skin crawled as I could swear I felt every eye survey my body. Even though I did put my bottoms on, they worried me too. As a full suit I was worried enough to be in that too. I'd never warn a bottom that skimpy, and with my mind thinking about exposed skin, that tight little thing hugging my bottom, and seemingly little more, worried me. I almost felt we were lucky as I saw that two other girls were using the net at the beach. Looked like we wouldn't be able to play, after all. Maybe that peaceful swim would become a reality. Jessie wasn't shy though, and quickly got their attention. "Hey, mind if we join you? We could play some two vs two?" She asked them. They paused as they looked at us. Even though it was clothing optional, it was obvious most people here weren't totally accustomed to seeing naked girls wandering around. They did eventually speak up, "Sure, that sounds like a great idea." The girl on our side ran over to her friend as Jessie and I were left on one side. Oh my god, not only was I going to be stuck playing in front of the people nearby, but we also had people not far away right on the other side of the net. The two girls tossed the ball over and told Jessie she could serve. "I guess then this will be a match of tops versus skins," Jessie joked as the two girls giggled with her. I only blushed knowing how obvious our exposure was. I really wish I could go hide on the side lines than stand out in the open. Jessie sent the ball over and the game began. At first I just watch it go back and forth. I felt stiff. It was like if I moved, I'd be somehow more noticeable. Of course when the ball came my way it just plopped in the sand. Jessie told me to get my head in the game. Playing a silly game of volleyball was the last thing on my mind though. When I wasn't thinking about how embarrassing it was to be standing topless, I was busy looking at Jessie's naked body bouncing around. She really didn't have any modesty, because she didn't hinder herself at all as she played. You should have seen the way her various naughty bits bounced for all of us to see. Those two distractions were causing us to lose the game sort of fast. Once when I was staring to the side the ball even hit me on the head. If the nudity wasn't enough to make me want to crawl into a hole, the fact I was acting like such a goof was plenty more reason. "Come on, you play better than this Megs, let's try and catch up," Jessie said, as she passed the other two girls the ball. I do usually play better, and it was unfair to Jessie that I'd be letting her down like this. I told myself I needed to pay attention to the ball. As much as I wanted to hide my body and I wanted to watch Jessie's, Jessie wanted to play this game right. I wanted to make her happy, so what she wanted was more important to me I told myself. Of course my blush didn't' go away, but I didn't stand still either. I could feel my breast wobble and bobble as I ran. I knew my butt probably gave a jiggle to onlookers. It would have normally been far too much for me to play this game in just a small bikini bottom, but Jessie was there with me, so I was able to push on. We were making progress too. I was still not playing my best, but I guess Jessie and I make a good team. We were evening the total score by the time we decided to take a break. -------- Part 3 -------- Even though I was tired, and the bouncing around was embarrassing, stopping to chat and stuff was even worse. Now I didn't have the game to take my mind off of my nudity. We met at the net as we complimented each other. I was doing my best to keep confident. Jessie wouldn't be proud of a girl who just clammed up and hid the whole time, right? "It's pretty cool you two are willing to be so, well you know, undressed," one of the girls brought up. I could swear I felt the heat in my cheeks increase after hearing one of them bring attention to our exposed skin. "Oh, it's nothing. It's just more comfortable and fun this way," Jessie said as if she was talking about something as simple as the weather. I wanted to say something like "speak for yourself!" "Why aren't you naked too? Your teams uniform would match better!" one of the girls joked. Before I could even say no to the silly idea, Jessie rang in, "You're right. Megs, let's get those things off you so we can match. Then it can be Suits versus total skins." "I'm not so sure, I mean fully naked out here on the beach..." it tried saying. "Nonsense, you'll be fine. Get a little extra tan on that body of yours," she said as she tugged at the side of my suit. She actually notices my body? She knows it needs a tan? Does that mean she actually looks there? What am I thinking? She's about to strip me naked right on the beach! As panicked and scared as I was though, I didn't really move. I just let her take my bottoms away. Even though I knew it was coming too I was still shocked. Jessie and I were now both equally naked, side by side on the beach. People all around and we were wearing the least by what seemed like a lot. I know mostly everyone was only a few threads away from being naked too, but to me the skimpiest suit around would probably feel like enough for Sunday morning at church at this point. "Round two then?" Jessie asked, unfazed by my sudden nakedness. The other two girls slowly looked away from me and agreed as they took their spots. It took me a moment, but I moved too. I don't even know if I was thinking on my own anymore. It's like Jessie said it was time for round two, and I followed the order. I pulled my hands out from between my legs. I don't even remember putting them there to cover up. I really was on auto pilot. Again I started playing pretty bad. Now I didn't even remember my breast being on show. All I could think about was my bare ass and lower hairs being out in the sun now. I was more concerned with looking around to see who was staring. It really didn't look like anyone was; at least not long enough to look like they were watching. I guess Jessie already gave them enough of a show. Then of course my mind wandered to thinking about Jessie again. I really did like watching her play. It wasn't even because of her body. She's a pretty good athlete, better than me at least. Just seeing her hit the ball over the net and run around so well. She was so into the game, but at the same time smiled and enjoyed it. Another score for our opponents thanks to my air-headedness though was insuring another round would go to them. I had to pay attention I told myself. That was hard when you're naked on the beach. It's also hard to keep your mind off of Jessie's body when suddenly it's running into yours! As I tried to pay attention to the ball and volley it back, Jessie too had gone for it. I was trying so hard to ignore her that we ran right into each other. In a flash the two of us were on the ground. "You two ok?" one of the two girls asked as they came over to us. I didn't even realize what happened right away. I felt I was on top of something warm. I could feel my breast against something equally soft and squishy. I could feel something move against my legs. That's when I looked down and realized I was right on top of Jessie! Our breasts were against each other, our legs shifting and tangled with each other. Our faces were only mere inches away from each other. I just sort of froze like that for awhile. After a moment Jessie moaned a little and looked up at me. "You ok, need help getting up?" That got me to scurry off her. My blush was to the max again too. I don't think I've had our bodies up close like that. At least not when so naked. "Ok guys, I think the two of us just aren't in the right mind set to play. I can't imagine how bad we would play if we tried again after a fall like that," Jessie said getting up and brushing herself off. I was able to continue, but I was still very naked and would prefer to get dressed again, so I stayed quiet. "That's fine. It was a good game. Nice meeting you two," The two girls got their volley ball and headed off in the opposite direction to their stuff. I got my bottoms on while Jessie was distracted, knowing that would probably be my only chance. I felt sort of bad as we walked off to our stuff. I messed up the game, and then I made myself look so stupid for running into her. God she probably thought I was pathetic. Back at our stuff Jessie decided to start packing. The day was getting late, and the sun was disappearing. "Oh and about that game Megs," Jessie began to say as we were putting the last bits of things into our bags. I knew it. Here it comes. She's probably about to mock me for how bad I play or question what was up. "Sorry for the way I was. It was unfair." "What, what do you mean?" I asked, confused as to why she was apologizing. "I shouldn't have been pushing you so hard. I know you were just trying to have fun. I too was off my game, and had I been doing better, you wouldn't have had to push so hard," she was apologizing for that? "Oh no, I should apologize. I should have played better," I said, trying to defend her. I couldn't let her blame herself for all that. "It took you awhile to get into the swing of things, but once you got going you were on fire girl. I started off strong, but I really didn't keep it up for the rest of the time. I'm jealous if anything." I didn't even know what to say anymore. She actually thought I was good? "Next time, we'll win for sure," she said as she gave me a little hug. "Thanks, and yeah!" I said, happy to feel her body against mine again. I had gotten my full bikini back on, but she was still completely naked. On the way out I had to remind her to get dressed before we got on the road again. I figured it was a fifty-fifty chance if she did or didn't, but she was back in her bikini and we were heading home. Wow, looking back on the day, I feel mortified. Just thinking about how many people saw me. I'm just glad it was so far out of town no one would recognize me. Yet still, knowing that people saw me just naked, laying and playing around in the sunlight at the beach. The day wasn't all bad. The time I spent with Jessie was good too. In fact, it made up for the bad points I think. I think I'd expose myself to the world for her at this point... What am I saying! I couldn't do that! I must be going nuts. Megan & Jessie #03 #3: Sleep Over -------- Part 1 -------- I can't even fully explain how awkward it is to sit at a dinner table naked and eat with your best friend sitting across from you, also naked. I should probably explain how this all happened though. Jessie was going to be home at her parents' house alone for the weekend. So she asked if I would come over Friday night. Her parents were having some remodeling done over the week and the next week, so they decided to go out for a weekend rather than sit around there. They asked Jessie to house sit. The place was still in working condition, but some of the doors and painting needed to finished up and such. Jessie decided that we should have a sleepover like the old days. Well sort of at least. Now as you know, I'm no stranger to Jessie's body, and embarrassingly she is no stranger to mine. In this very house I have seen her naked, and she has seen me naked, although I tried to stay clothed when I could. Yet we always hid from her parents, and it was only in short bursts. Now Jessie was older, and somehow even more adventurous. When I first came to her door knocking, she was already naked. Apparently she'd been that way since her parents left her there early that morning. I had just gotten there a little before dusk, and without surprise she stood happy in the doorway in view of the neighborhood. I pushed her in not wanting to make a scene, although I knew a few neighbors have caught her before already in the past. It didn't take long until she somehow stripped me naked. I mean as much as I love seeing her body, I can't help but blush when she sees mine. I didn't want to get naked, but she seemed like she really wanted me to join her. I felt I couldn't let her down. I figured it wouldn't be as bad as other times since we were at least alone and inside? So we spent a good hour at least just sitting around naked. We watched a bit of TV as she started to make dinner. The whole time I kept my legs closed and tried to find the best ways to keep an arm or hand over my breast. I know she's seen me a couple of times now, but I still worry about her glancing over seeing me the way I was. So we sat at the table and began to eat dinner together. I couldn't help but think about how this dinner would be like if we had some candles, maybe a bit of soft music playing. She acted as if it was just any meal of course. The other thing that ruined the mental image is rather than being dressed up in nice and formal dinner wear, neither of us had any clothing. My mind always scrambles to think about what to focus on during times like this. Do I just ignore it and be care free like she does? Do I worry about my breast showing, the already hard nipples pointing out? Oh god, or do I look over at Jessie and take a look at her brazen nudity? So many things, and it's never just one of them! Jessie though is so sweet that she has a way to just get conversations to keep moving, regardless of how awkward I felt. By the time we were finishing up our meal, we were chatting away like normal. As we got up though, the feeling of my skin leaving the wooden seat sent chills up through my body. I couldn't believe how long I'd been naked for already. I helped Jessie with the dishes next. She and I stood side by side at the sink, I was drying the dishes as she washed them. Our arms and hips would bump into each other, which I took note of each time. My face was growing red again as we continued. I kept glancing to my side and seeing Jessie's breast wobble as she scrubbed. Her arms would also press her breast together, creating some gorgeous cleavage. I just don't know how this one girl can turn me into such a pervert some times. As the few dishes we had began to get all finished up, Jessie suddenly splashed water right onto me. It wasn't hot, but it was quite a shock. My chest became quite soaked from the direct hit, and I squealed and turn away for a moment. Without even thinking I put my hands in the water and splashed her back. We went back and forth a couple of times until Jessie slipped on some of the water that had splashed on the floor. Luckily she had grabbed onto the side of the counter so she fell gently and didn't get hurt. Oh my and what a site too. All I could do right away was look down at her. You should have seen it. She held herself up barely by holding onto the ledge with one hand. Her other hand was behind her, to also help brace her fall. She now used that hand behind her to keep her from laying flat on her back. Her body lay out entirely in front of me. I could feel one of her ankles against one of mine. Her other leg was off to the side, leaving her legs quite open. Her body was covered in water and suds. Her naked form looked incredible with a layer of water over it. Lucky for me the suds kept away from the naughty details, leaving so much to look at. "Don't just stand there, help me up!" She giggled as she outreached one of her hands for me. I grabbed it and carefully stood her up. My blush had spread quite a bit over my face, having just seen what I did. It just seemed so unfair that god would make my best friend that good looking. I mean how couldn't I fall for her? She began to run her hands up and down her sides, and then around her stomach to push a few of the spare suds off her. "Are, are you alright?" I managed to ask, my eyes following her hand as it went up and down her smooth, wet skin. "Yes, caught myself, so nothing hurt besides maybe a slightly sore bum," she said as her hands stopped. I still was just standings till staring at her. "You got some bubbles all over you too," she said as she brushed her hands over my chest. Not only did she happen to push away the few soap suds on me, her arm and hand had also bumped over my nipples. I just wanted to die. I could actually feel my nipples get pushed around, and push back into Jessie's arm and hand. "Let's get dried up and watch a move, maybe there's something good on Netflix," Jessie said as she carefully walked away from the puddle under us and made her way over to the bathroom to get towels. In her absence I ran a hand up and down my body, even giving my nipples a little tweak. "Get ahold of yourself Megan. You can't lust for her the whole weekend!" I tried telling myself. I knew it was no use thinking the way I did, but I just couldn't stop really. Jessie came back with the towels as she said she would. She handed me one and I dried myself off. I don't know why, but watching Jessie do it made it look so sexy. I'm sure to her she wasn't thinking about putting on a show or looking sexy, but something about the way she ran that towel all over her skin was great. "Better get the floor too so I don't go slipping again," Jessie said as she got down on the floor. My heart raced again as I was presented with another candid view of her. She had her butt raised right in the air towards me. Her moving the towel across the floor made it so her back end swayed oh so well. I was trying to control myself though; I really did try not to stare this time. "We're just friends!" I shouted at myself in my mind. "There, all finished," she hummed as she sat back. Thing was, I was sort of close to her, so she actually sat on my foot! I could feel her bare butt cheeks against my ankle, and resting on my foot was... oh my! She yelped and got up immediately too. "Watch where you're pointing," she said in a teasing voice, sticking her tongue out. She mocking put her hands between her legs as if to stop me from getting between them! It's hard to even describe how hot my blush felt then and there. It was honestly all an accident too! Well since I was far too speechless, Jessie again was quick to change the subject. I really don't think she knows how to feel awkward. "Chores done, time to find something to watch some more." We went to the living room, and I sat on the couch as Jessie went to turn things on, and sadly I was one of them again. As she was pushing buttons and flipping switches, it was like she couldn't help but again stick her butt out at me. I even caught glimpses of her little pussy between her legs! I know most of you probably think I'm the luckiest girl around, but I really am not! You don't have a clue how hard it is to try and deny these emotions of mine. She happily skipped back next to me and sat down. I could feel her bare hip against mine as she sank into the couch next to me. She started flipping through some movies that we could watch. I really wanted to try and adjust my sitting so that I could maybe cover my own body up more, but I didn't want to make any too obvious movements. We found a movie though and began watching it. I know with how horrible I make myself sound that you might not believe this, but I do promise I kept my eyes on the TV more than on Jessie. As the hours into the night got later and later, I did begin to forget about my and her nudity a little. It was back to us two just being friends, laughing and having fun just watching a movie on a lazy night. Then again these moments never really help my feelings either. Sure a lot of the lust is removed, but that's not all that I like about Jessie. It's these sweet times where we have fun, we enjoy each other's company, and that we feel so bonded that I like her even more. I would be happy to keep her as a friend, or even more, for the rest of my life I think. The hours grew late though, and the two of us were getting tired. We finished the last movie of the night and got up to get ready to go to bed. I really wanted to go to my bag and get something to wear, but I knew if I bothered, Jessie would be convincing me to sleep naked, saying something like "oh, but it feels so great!" or something like that. "So where am I sleeping?" I ask as we head towards the bedrooms. "Oh, well my old room has already been converted into an office, so the only bedroom is my parents," Jessie said opening the door to the room. There was of course only one bed. "Oh, if you want, I can go sleep on the couch or something." I offered, not wanting to leave her uncomfortable in the night. "Nonsense, you're the guest. You can sleep in here tonight," Jessie proclaimed as she walked over to the bed and pulled the covers away for me to get in. I figured she'd be too stubborn to let me go sleep on the couch. I got in, and I must admit her parents had a nice bed. It was very soft, and the sheets did feel really nice against my skin. I was wondering if it was ok that I was naked in their bed. I figured Jessie probably already had slept in it naked the night before. That idea sort of made my skin tingle. It was as if we were sleeping in the same bed I thought... "Well, we better get to sleep. More fun to be had in the morning," Jessie announced as I feel the covers on me move slightly. Jessie was actually getting in the bed too! "You're sleeping here too?" I asked timidly, not sure what to make of it. My heart was racing as my mind went through a bunch of different possibilities. Was I actually in my own bed just dreaming? "If the bed is big enough for my parents, then it's big enough for us." I had turned over, and already I saw she had her eyes close. The covers hung loosely and, I could see her breast heaving in out as she breathed. She had her arms wrapped around her pillow. I surely couldn't wake her up now, she looked way to peaceful. I had a heck of a time getting to sleep myself. This wasn't just us sharing a bed. The two of us were quite naked in the same bed. It was hard to get that thought out of my mind. Had I been alone and this thought was in my mind I'd probably... No! I have to try and stop thinking like that. Yet, I'm not the only one who thinks something like that is a... well an erotic scene, right? I did drift away into sleep though somehow. I do admit too that it was very nice. It was much better than a dorm bed or my bed at home. Maybe also the no-clothing thing might have been nice too. Jessie had her points, but I still wasn't use to it. -------- Part 2 -------- I woke up the next day, feeling pretty good. I slowly opened my eye and meant to wiggle around a little, but a few things were off. Now obviously beyond just the fact I was in an unfamiliar bed, there was the fact that I had no clothes on. I usually have something on, and wiggling around under the covers, I could tell I was naked. The other weird thing was I felt restricted by something too, some type of weight against me. Well it took a bit to register what was going on. Whatever was there, it was warm and had itself wrapped around me. It had to be none other than Jessie! When I figured that out, I was able to tell exactly what was going on. Jessie had her front side against me, I could feel the swell of her breast against my back. Her left leg was up and over my legs. Since her legs were wrapped around my hip too, and they were sort of spread, I think I could even feel against my butt cheek her bare... well you know. Then there was also an arm draped over me, and it was resting against my own breast. She was spooning me! Had something happened last night? Why couldn't I remember? I remember her joining me in bed, but this? God wouldn't be so cruel as to make something happen and yet have me not remember any of it? Well in my confusion, panic, and wiggling, it had stirred Jessie awake too. She used her arm near my breast to push herself up a little, letting her hover above me slightly as she looked around. Morning light was coming in through a window, lighting up her form for me. "What time is it?" she asked groggily. I didn't even know how to answer her. I still wasn't sure what was going on. She had looked down now at me, and at where her legs were still wrapped around. She didn't even seem to be shocked though. I mean here we were, inches from each other, both naked, waking up in the same bed! Would it kill her to be a little surprised or something with stuff like this? "Oh, sorry if me sleeping on you woke you up. Normally I have nice big body pillow to hug as I sleep. I guess since you were the closest thing, I wrapped my arms around you instead," she giggled as she glided the back of her hand against my side, "good thing you're so soft or warm. Had you been a cactus or something I'd have woken up in the middle of the night pretty sore!" This was really killing me. This was one hell of a way to wake up. I went from 0 to 100 in a blink of an eye as far my feelings went. To wake up to the girl you're into holding tightly to your naked body! To have her be so relaxed and unfazed by it. Yet Jessie is Jessie, and somehow manages to joke about it like nothing sexual or awkward had happened. Heck, she even manages to make a joke and makes me laugh too about it. It's just a roller coaster with this girl! She sat up fully now, stretching her body. I do have to say, even with her hair all messy and her just waking up, she looked like a goddess. I couldn't take my eyes off as she got out of the bed and walked to the door. Once she was gone I got up myself. Even only after a few moments with her, my nipples were hard as rocks and I could tell as I moved my legs that there were a few trickles of moisture on my thighs. I wouldn't be forgetting this morning for a long while. Having also just woken up, I was feeling very shy again. It was like a whole new experience to walk around her parents' room naked. It was bright thanks to the sun too, and I felt just so weird about it. No one around to see me, and yet still embarrassed? As I left the room it felt like I was sneaking around. I had a hand between my legs even. I could hear Jessie was in the bathroom, so I'd have to wait my turn for my morning duties. I instead let my adventurous side take over (because I apparently have one) and went out back into the living room. I had spent the whole night, slept, and now woke up, not having worn any clothes for hours now. This whole time I wasn't alone either at my own house. I was over at my best friend's house, and she was naked too! Would this be what it would be like to live with her? I mean ignoring the embarrassment and awkward feeling, if the two of us were really together, would this be what it's like. I smiled thinking about it. It would wonderful to live with her like this. To always have such a beauty to stare at and admire. Even in just one night, I had seen so much. To have every night like that would be something else. I still had that hand between my legs for modesty reasons, but picturing the things I saw the night before and what happened this morning, my hand started to do more than just guarding anyone from seeing between my legs. I know it was stupid to be doing something like that in my best friend's living room, but it just sort of happened. Lucky for me I heard Jessie coming before she could see what I was doing! "You can have a go at the bathroom if you need it. I'll start making breakfast. Then another fun day can begin." I made my way to the bathroom. I would say that this would be one of the few times I would truly have a private moment to myself, to have my body hidden with no risks. Yet thanks to the work being done to the house, there was actually no doorknob! The door shut fine, but anyone could walk in. Even Jessie though wouldn't be so brazen as to walk in on someone when they were in the bathroom. Looking at a clock, I could tell we'd be having a late breakfast. We'd stayed up so long that we slept until noon by the looks of it. I took my time to brush, fix my hair, and more. I do have to admit I also took a chance to take a little bit of tissue to dry up in that one spot. I knew with a full day ahead that it would become pointless, but just a bit of time without it being damp would be nice. With myself freshened up, and the smell of pancakes in the air, I exited the bathroom ready to again face Jessie. It was going to be tough spending even more time naked with her, but I told myself I would try and keep my hands at my sides and not cover up. If I did one day want to live with her or something like that, I'd have to learn to be Ok with spending time naked with her. I walked out into the living just like that, naked, and arms at my sides. I'd let her look at my bare breast and even girl fur between my legs if she wanted! However things didn't go as planned and my hands darted back to covering up my naked body. You see. As I walked out like that, it wasn't just Jessie who was there. Jessie was actually standing there with a girl named Stacy. Stacy is a friend of ours. What she was doing there, I didn't even know! All I knew is as I saw her, her eyes going up and down my body; all I could do was cover and screech. "Oh hey Megan, look who stopped by," Jessie said, gesturing to Stacy. In my embarrassment, I just sort of rudely blurted out, "What are you doing here?" "Oh, I was over yesterday and left my phone here. Figured I'd stop by and pick it up as soon as I could. I hope I didn't interrupt anything," Stacy explained, and evil smile forming on her face. Oh my god, she probably thought Jessie and I... last night... "Oh no, nothing at all!" I said, squirming as I stood there naked. All I had was my hands to cover with! "Oh, I better go get back to breakfast," Jessie excused herself as she went off into the kitchen. That left me and Stacy alone, and I was completely naked! Stacy couldn't seem to wipe the grin off her face. She clearly found my embarrassing moment funny. Jessie may see me naked a lot, but our other friend's haven't! "So, you're looking quite comfortable there. I didn't know you and Jessie..." I had to cut her off, "No, it's nothing like that... you see..." I tried explaining what was going on, but I couldn't come up with an excuse as to why two girls were naked together. Megan & Jessie #03 "I know Jessie is a total hippy and doesn't like to wear clothes, but you always seem so bundled up." She knew about Jessie getting naked? I suppose her stripping her clothes wasn't just a special show for me? This was my chance though. I could just tell her that I too like getting naked. "Oh, well you know, it's just so..." I was trying to think how Jessie always puts it, "Comfortable and stuff." "Really? Then why the shock at me being here and covering up?" Crap, she was seeing through it? I mean I know I really do like Jessie, and would love this little lover theory of Stacy's to be true. Yet I just couldn't let her think something like that. That wasn't what was happening. I couldn't tell her the truth though. That I had this crazy crush on Jessie so I strip when she asks! This left me with no option. I had to try and keep the nudist angle going. I couldn't control my blush, but I could control my arms. I slowly was able to get them back at my side. Oh my god, I couldn't believe it. Here I was giving one of my friends a full frontal view of me! I desperately wanted to hide, cover up, and get dressed. Yet I couldn't let Stacy go thinking Jessie and I were some crazy perverts or something. I started to cringe and hunch as Stacy looked over my entire body. Oh my god, oh my god. This was really too much. I started to feel bad knowing that I'm always looking at Jessie's body, I wonder if Jessie gets chills like this when people look at her? "You just startled me is all. Really, I like being like this," I tried telling her. My voice was so shaky. I hoped she would buy it though. I mean if you have one friend who likes being naked, the odds of another being the same way aren't too bad, right? "The both of you are nuts." She said laughing as she walked by me. It was just a relief in itself to know for a few moments her eyes weren't on my body. "I could get dressed if you want, you know if it makes you uncomfortable or something," hopefully she did find this all awkward or something. I mean she was probably straight, so she didn't want to see me flaunting my body around. "Don't worry about. I've seen Jessie like this a couple of times. If you actually just like being like that, it doesn't bother me," I could almost hear her snicker I think! "We better go eat, smells like it's done." Oh no, she was staying to eat! I was going to have to sit and eat breakfast naked, with our friend sitting at the table, her completely clothed! "Eat em up girls, while they're still hot." Jessie said as we got to the table. She had a bunch of pancakes, eggs, and sausage set out for us. I sat down, and tried to take my mind off the situation. I really wanted to enjoy Jessie's great cooking; she'd done a great job again. Yet the whole time I could tell Stacy was stealing glances at us. It was not helping my appetite. "So Jess, how long has Megs been getting naked too? I mean did you poison her mind or something?" Stacy asked out of nowhere. I nearly spit my food out at that question. "Oh, I guess for awhile now. You know, whenever the mood comes in, I strip down. Jessie's always happy to join me," My blush was at the maximum again. The grin on Stacy's face told me she found this whole situation funny. Did she believe that I was like Jessie, or did she think something else? "So do you two just get naked all the time when you're together?" Stacy asked me. "Oh um... well... sometimes I guess." I said, not sure what to say. "So you totally get naked when you're home and stuff too, just like Jess?" She wouldn't stop with the questions! "Um, yes." I said, trying to just answer the question and hope she would stop. What if she started telling our other friends? I really didn't want people we know to think I was some crazy nudist/streaker. "You have been getting naked when you're at home? That's great Megs, glad to hear it!" Jessie said smiling. I was happy she was proud, but I knew that only meant that it would be harder to say no to her strippings in the future. I really was backing myself into a corner with this lie! The conversation luckily was able to change subjects. I guess Stacy was as use to Jessie's nudity, because she didn't seem to stick on the subject long. I do admit I felt a little jealous thinking that Jessie wasn't showing her body off to just me. Well I mean of course that wasn't what this was ever was about, but sometimes it just feels that way, or at least I want it to be that way. With breakfast ending though, it was time to clean up the table. I just wish I could stay sitting and hide. I know this sounds mean, but I also wish Stacy would go home. She's a good friend, but I just wanted to die of shame with her being there, seeing me naked. "Oh, I should probably go get the mail." Jessie explained as she headed for the front door. I just watched as her and Stacy headed that way. I wasn't too shocked actually that Jessie would go to her mailbox with nothing on, even in the middle of the day. Her doing it with Stacy around was a bit different though. "Coming with?" Stacy asked. Oh god, that's right. She thought I was ok with nudity! She didn't actually think I'd go? "Jessie was heading out the door when Stacy hung back a moment. "Unless of course maybe you're naked for a different reason," she said lightly enough so Jessie wouldn't hear. It was like she was blackmailing me! My face grew warmer, and I knew I had to try and prove to her that I was Ok with this. I looked out the door and saw the empty and bright lawn in front of me. I had to walk across that, naked? Any of Jessie's neighbors and who knows who else could look over and see Jessie and I. I couldn't even cover or run and hide if I wanted to! Stacy's grin though told me that I had to; there was no way out of this. I took my steps out that door and into the light. -------- Part 3 -------- My heart was racing a mile a minute and I felt I could fall over any moment. This was truly a lot to swallow. This wasn't a secluded park, or a nude beach. This was a neighborhood yard, and the middle of a Saturday. Yet Jessie was just as naked, and had a good healthy normal pace ahead of me. I told myself it would only be a second, we'd turn around and go inside any moment. Jessie got the mail as Stacy and I caught up. I wish Jessie wouldn't stall to look at it. I didn't see anyone, but I knew any moment our naked bodies could be seen. "Ok, just got to get the paper now." Jessie said as she started to stroll down the street. The paper! The paper would be at the end of the street in one of those dispensers! She actually was planning to lead us down the street naked. "Maybe I'll go back inside and start cleaning the dish..." I wanted to offer, but Stacy budded in with a whisper. "What, you aren't scared are you? I mean it's so nice out. The sun is so warm, will help keep your nice all over tan in good condition," she said as she headed off with Jessie. I suppose the fact that I still lacked some tan lines thanks to the beach helped support my lie, although this lie was letting Stacy torment me anyway she wanted. Also oh my god, she had noticed my tan! I felt my face warm up a little more knowing she had taken in that much detail alone. I didn't even have time to psyche myself up. Before I knew it the two began walking away from me. I quickly caught back up. I was so damn nervous. My hands were jittery and I nearly crossed them over my breast. I had to force myself to cross them just below. As much as I wanted to crawl in a hole and hide, I knew I had to put on a brave face. If I didn't, Stacy would think there was more to the scene she walked in on. I don't even know how I would handle that. I wouldn't be able to reveal how I felt, that would be just too embarrassing. If Stacy started spreading rumors about us being lovers, I wouldn't want Jessie to get hurt because of that also. So even though I was doomed either way, at least this way I can keep Jessie safe from any trouble. Of course that was easier said than done. Walking down that street was just crazy. At first it was quiet sure, but a bright Saturday afternoon is not a time to try and walk naked and hope to not get caught. Before long I saw, standing near their car, seemingly ready to drive somewhere, one of Jessie's neighbors. The guy just stood there and watched as we were passing his property. I could just feel his gaze on me. Jessie and I hadn't anything to cover with, and we had to just walk by like it was no big deal. Well to Jessie it was probably no big deal, but I had to pretend. I may have not stopped blushing, but I am proud to say I kept my arms away from covering anything. Although thinking back about the people who saw me, maybe it would have been better if I gave in. I'm still embarrassed to think about how many people saw me. After that house, we passed at least two more houses with people outside. No one said or did anything beyond stare. I almost wish they would do something to break the tension, but it's probably for the best they didn't. At least at a distance I could try and fool myself that they couldn't see any details. We soon were standing on the street corner, Jessie getting the paper. It was horrible standing out there like that. I knew that anyone looking our way could see my bare ass or exposed breast. I shivered a bit every time a car came driving by. I was almost at my breaking point when one of them actually stopped right next to us. I could see the face of the driver, his eyes just looking Jessie and I up and down. I couldn't help but turn slightly so he could only see the side of me. It didn't hide my breast or butt, but it kept my pussy out of site at least. My prayers were answered when we started to head back to Jessie's. Having to walk again in front of those same neighbors was horrible sure, but I was happy to know we'd be back inside. I still wasn't even use to being naked around Katie though, so I knew things would still be bad. As soon as our feet reached the door, I felt very relieved. I don't know if I was holding my breath the whole time or what, but as soon as we were inside I felt I had to take a huge breath. Luck seemed to be on my side finally too, because as soon as we took a moment to relax, Katie was saying how she was ready to leave. "Well all I had to do was pick up my stuff. Now that I have it, I have places to be today. Wish I could stay longer, but I'll leave you two nudists to yourselves." She couldn't help but giggle as she said that. Yet I think she left believing my story. I guess that means my secret was still a secret. Although I knew the next time I was with Katie, I'd know she would be able to imagine me naked. The thought alone was keeping my cheeks red, even though it was just Jessie and me alone again. "Just us two again. You wouldn't mind if I did a few chores? You're free to watch what you'd like," Jessie asked me. "Oh, no I don't mind. Heck, you know I'm willing to help!" I offered. I hadn't even fully registered the fact it was just us two, naked still. My heart started to beat a little faster. All I could think about was the whole naked thing. Not just what had happened outside or anything. Katie had now seen us two naked. Would she go tell our other friends? That would be horrible if everyone thought I was a nudist, especially if it turns out like today. Then I also had to think about Jessie's nudity. How often would she get naked around Katie and others? I mean I know it was wishful thinking on my end, but I had always hoped that was something special between us. I know to Jessie she never meant these little naked games of hers as some type of sexual advance, but it was hard to not view them that way. Yet Jessie is Jessie I suppose. Even asking a friend to strip naked with her was as simple and innocent as a 'hello.' I started to realize the two of us were awkwardly quiet. I suppose Jessie was busy cleaning, but it still felt odd. I decided I should say something. "So, you get naked around Katie and stuff too?" I wasn't even really thinking straight when I said that. It was the first thing that came to my mind. I guess my jealousy was getting to me a little. "Oh right. Sorry about that. I didn't even know she was coming over," Jessie explained. "I wouldn't say I normally do. She sort of caught me one time. I explained it to her, but she's cool with it. Don't worry; she agreed with me on that day she would keep it a secret." So Katie wouldn't go blabbing it around, that's good. "Yeah, she believed the whole nudist story, which I suppose is partially true. Although there's more to it than that, if you know what I mean," I'm not sure if I did actually. I suppose it was a little different though, what a nudists does and what Jessie does. "You're really the only one who knows the full extent of it all." It brought a smile to my face knowing I was the only one close enough. Katie had to catch her by accident, but she openly shared it with me. I guess though that was more of a result of us just being the best of friends. It embarrassed me knowing this meant that I was the only one she stripped. Am I that wishy washy around her? Chores were done, and it was already time for dinner, although for us I suppose it would be more like a lunch. Jessie again hit the kitchen. It had been 24 hours I was naked with her. I know it's stupid, but I still felt awkward sitting at the dinner table, my breast just sitting out in the open. I knew she wouldn't stare at them or anything, but I still felt very exposed. After dinner and clean up though, rather than going to watch some movies, Jessie announced she was going to take a shower. She said I could have a turn after her. I sat on the couch, waiting for when she would be done. I could hear the water running, and the whole time I couldn't really pay any attention to the TV. All I could think about was Jessie naked in the shower, scrubbing her body down. I know it's stupid that if I see her naked all the time that I still fantasize about it, but I have a hard time getting her out of my mind. It's a good thing I could hear the water shut off. Had I not, Jessie could have walked out at any time and caught me with my hand between my legs! I didn't even mean to put it there, it just sort of drifted there. I'm serious! Of course Jessie didn't come out of the bathroom into the living room wrapped up in a towel. She walked out, her whole sleek body naked from head to toe. She had a towel in hand, but it did nothing to hide her body. "Your turn," she informed me as she plopped on the couch. I got up and headed towards the bathroom. I closed the door and started the water. I was hoping that maybe this shower would cool me off a little. Sadly the thoughts of her showering came back. Just moments before Jessie had been naked in this same shower. I couldn't help but picture her with me. The water, suds, and our bodies. There wouldn't be much room, so surely we'd be bump into each other innocently. Maybe she'd look into my eyes, and suddenly wrap an arm around me. She'd offer to help clean me off, giggling in her cute way. I could just picture her hands running across my body. I'd oh so happily offer my body to hers. She wants to see it naked? Let her! She wants to feel every inch? Let her! Anything she wants? Let her! I'd moan and wiggle beneath her touch. For so long I waited for a moment like this. She was so beautiful, she was such a great person, and I felt I could share anything with her. We'd be so happy together. I'd devote everything I'd have to her. I could feel her hand between my legs. I was so close to the end I could tell. "Please, just a little more," I moaned, wanting her to finish it. I wanted it to be her. I wanted it to be her hand. "Oh please, right there, just a little..." I said as I cut myself off. I wasn't able to say much more than a few pants and moans. I pushed my mound against the hand. "Oops, sorry," Jessie said. Wait, why was she sorry? She was doing so well. That's when it hit me though. I was not in the shower with Jessie. That is to say, we weren't both in the shower making love. I was making love to myself, as usual, just picturing it was Jessie. However to my shock and humiliation, Jessie was there in the shower too! She had her upper body slipped between the wall and shower curtain. She had popped in to tell me something. "I didn't mean to intrude, just wanted to let you know I left a clean towel on the sink counter. I'll leave you be now," she said no more, and just giggled as she left. I had been frozen the whole time. She had just walked in to find me moaning and panting, up against the wall, my hand between my legs, in her shower. I just looked at her as I saw a smile on her face, her eyes doing a quick up and down. There was no denying what she saw. I was far too embarrassed and shocked to continue. Frustrating to think about now, but I really couldn't finish. What did Jessie think of me now? I bet she thought I was a real freak or something. I mean who masturbates in their friend's shower? I stood under the water just worrying for awhile. I wish I had known she was coming in. It was because of that damn door without a handle though. She probably just opened it up, it not making much noise. She probably didn't think too much of interrupting me. I mean all I was doing was showering; she'd seen me naked plenty of times. I eventually got cleaned up and began toweling off. I really wanted to put something on, some clothes or something. Yet I didn't have anything with me. The best I could do was wrapping the towel around me. It took forever to work up the courage to open the door and leave the bathroom. Jessie was lying on the couch as I expected. She looked up at me and smiled warmly. I don't know if she was smiling because she was mocking me in some way, or if what she saw didn't really affect her. Yet it was so sweet and inviting of a look, I decided I wouldn't go run and find my stuff and get dressed. I sat at the end of the couch near her feet. She got sat up and got off the couch. "I can take the towel to get it washed." She explained. I wondered with the way she dresses if a normal load of clothes would even be that much stuff. She could probably gets away with not doing laundry for a month! Reluctantly, I took off the towel and gave it to her. She walked off with it, and I was again naked. It was driving me crazy a little though. I hadn't a clue how she actually felt about catching me. Normally I don't have to worry about her keeping secrets or anything. I mean she strips naked anywhere anytime she wants with me around. She isn't afraid to admit it's thrilling for her. Yet her catching me doing what I did, she had nothing to comment on? I sat worried until she came back. Yet as if nothing was weird she just checked what was on TV and we sat there and watched. We talked a bit, but I guess Jessie could tell I wasn't very talkative. We still didn't mention what happened though. I wasn't able to bring it up since I was far too humiliated, and I couldn't tell why Jessie wouldn't. Soon we were getting sleepy though. It was again time for bed. It looked like it would be the two of us in the same bed again, although I didn't feel right about it. I felt so dirty and naughty; I wasn't really worthy to be in the same bed as Jessie. I bet this whole time she wasn't even thinking about what happened in the bathroom. She probably just saw it and forgot about it, not seeing it as a big deal. I really couldn't leave the subject alone. I had to say something. "Jessie?" "Yes Megs?" Jessie asked as she started to situate herself under the covers. It was distracting to feel her naked hips bumps against mine as she did this. "About earlier, I'm sorry that..." I didn't even know how to put it. I was blushing like crazy again, and I didn't know what to say. Just bringing it up again was worrying me. What did she think of it? I was so scared of her disapproving or finding me to be a weirdo. I mean, the girl I love might think I'm some sort of sick or dirty person. I wasn't sure if I wanted to talk about it, or just die of shame. Megan & Jessie #03 "Oh that, don't' apologize for that." "But," I tried saying. I didn't want her to just push this to the side. I knew it wasn't just something she could just ignore happened. "It's really ok. I mean you aren't the first person to pleasure herself in there. I also know what's like to be away from home without too many chances to have a little private time. I should apologize again for not knocking. I wasn't thinking." Jessie turned over and gave me a small hug to try and reassure me. If it wasn't for the blankets between us, that hug probably would have been a little more sensual. My mind jumps to those kind of thoughts far too often! I didn't even have anything to say after that right away. I still felt bad, since she didn't know I was doing that while fantasizing about her. I feel embarrassed just admitting a fact like that here too. Yet at the same time, knowing she was Ok with it did make me feel a lot better. Knowing that she just hinted at doing the same thing I just did was a nice thought too. "Thanks," I tried saying, but all I got in return from Jessie were a few mumbles. She was pretty quick to fall asleep. I tried sleeping too, but too much had happened that day to fall asleep. There were a lot of embarrassments, but also good portions too. I spent a lot of time with Jessie, and that maybe made it all worth it. I wanted to tell her how I felt, but I couldn't risk losing this friendship. I suddenly felt Jessie's weight roll over on me. Just like the night before, I guess she was looking for her large pillow she mentioned. "Jes?" I asked, yet she didn't respond. I just smiled though and tried to relax. For now we were only friends, but at least for tonight I can pretend it was a little more than that. Maybe one day I will be able to say something, and moments like this in bed would be a little more than an accident on her part. The End P.S. Although it's embarrassing to admit this to you all, I think it's helping too. Maybe I can't tell Jessie yet, but telling all of you lets me get it off my chest a little. Maybe in the future I'll share more. Although I sort of wish more wouldn't happen so my life can just sort of settle down for awhile... Megan & Jessie #04 Megan and Jessie #4: Sleeping Beauty Part 1 * I was lost in my thoughts as I sat around during our drama club's meeting. It's a small club, just a few of us girls who needed a few extra credits. Now of course I'm not usually one for being out on stage, but I was sort of the director in the group, so it worked out. I was comfortably only dealing with the background work Well, I suppose I wasn't in the class for the credits. I really was in the club for Jessie. See, Jessie really does like being on stage. She loves being the center of attention, and she definitely has a knack for some level of improv, so it works. When Jessie asked me to join, I really couldn't say no. The position wasn't bad though. To me, just some simple organizing plays, coming up with ideas, working on the script, and all that. So the group came together one day to just come up with a plan. We were hoping to come up with something to top the couple of small ones we put on already. The truth was; the weaker half of my brain had control that day. You see, Jessie had decided to wear a tight tank top and a pair of tiny shorts to the meeting. I figured she probably had rushed from her room here and only put on what she had to. The outfit was of course not the most modest. The tank top especially showed off her... features well. I can't exactly lie; I definitely noticed how the thin cotton did little to hide her nipples. Even with the cotton in the way, I could picture exactly how the rosy little spots looked. The shorts also left a lot of legs on show. I had to stop myself from ogling her too much when she first entered the room. So there I was sitting at the desk, not really paying much attention to what the other girls were discussing. I was sort of working. I was thinking about plays, just not so productively. In my mind, I was picturing Jessie and I being part of a story. I was picturing being the damsel in distress, Jessie my knight in shining armor, coming to save me. I was imagining a scene from sleeping beauty, but I was the one sleeping, and Jessie was kissing me awake. "So, have any ideas Megs?" Jessie suddenly cooed. Without thinking, I instantly answered "Sleeping Beauty." I don't know why I said it. Jessie's soothing voice I'm pretty sure just caught me off guard. The fact everyone was silent for so long made me feel like it was a dumb suggestion. "So like, you're saying we should get a guy to join our next play? Tackle a classic?" One of the girls asked. "No, I think I know what's she's getting at!" Another girl, by the name of Courtney, responded. "We keep it just us." Some of the girls looked at her, wondering what the big deal is. "Tell me what guy on campus wouldn't want to come see a play with the promise of two girls making out on stage?" My eyes shot wide open. That had not at all been my idea. Well yes in my vision it was two girls kissing, but I hadn't been serious about the idea even. I wasn't so sure about using sex appeal just to sell some extra tickets. "Not a bad idea Megs!" Jessie said, giving me a pat on my back. That instantly shut me up from objecting. I figured if Jessie liked the idea, it might not be so bad. "Isn't it a bit boring though, I mean that's a bit tired of a story," one of the girls criticized. I thought about it. If Jessie liked the idea, maybe there was a way to make it work. "Well, what if..." and I thought about it for a second, "Well it probably isn't too original, I'm sure it's been done, but we could modernize it. Instead of doing like medieval styled stuff, we could instead make it take place at college." "Would definitely help us save on costumes" one of the girls joked. Everyone laughed. "An all-girls production of 'Sleeping Beauty' taking place in modern times at college. Definitely has a fresh spin on the idea," The girls all seemed really big into the idea. Suddenly the whole group was coming up with ideas, and I was doing my best to piece it together. That night, I went right to work on figuring out the plot and details for everyone. I was pretty proud of myself, for getting the whole idea to work so well. Who knew from such a small mistake I could come up with an idea that everyone else seemed to like so much. Well, sadly things didn't work out too well for me, on a personal level. Well, it didn't seem so at first. The very next meeting, when I presented my plan, everyone began to pick the rolls they wanted. Jessie was especially keen on being Sleeping Beauty. It took awhile to work up the courage to say it, but I finally did, "I think you'd be great for it," I complimented. That however was more of a mistake than I realized. It sank in only moments after. Sleeping Beauty is awoken with a kiss! I just basically OK'd something that would allow some other girl to kiss Jessie! I had definitely a huge pang of jealousy then. I know in my fantasies I had wanted her involved in the kiss, but I was just the director, I wasn't going to be able to be the one with her. Yet the mistake was made, and there was no way I could object really, Jessie really wanted the roll. It was sort of painful from then on, at all the rehearsals. Every time we would practice the lines, and get close the kissing scene, I would worry that our 'princess charming' would kiss her. Luckily all we did were line rehearsals at first. When the dress rehearsal came up though, a new problem began to show. We were going to be putting on our show, and we were ready to give the whole thing one full shot. We were using costumes and everything. We finally got to the scene where Jessie would be put to sleep. We had a pretty night gown all set for Jessie, but she had other plans. As she acted out the scene of her falling asleep, she began to disrobe. Thing was, she didn't have her costume prepped for getting into. She also revealed to the rest of us that she had gone commando under her first costume. All the girls' jaws dropped. Some had never seen just how... 'free spirited' Jessie could be. One or two close friends have, so they began to snicker at Jessie being such an air head. Jessie didn't once act as if what she was doing was funny or some kind of trick. She was taking the scene perfectly seriously as she climbed into the bed to fall asleep. With the scene over, I of course called out, "cut." Everyone held back some laughter as Jessie merrily hopped out of the bed and over to me and a few of the girls. Jessie didn't think to put her clothes back on or find some cover of course. She pranced completely naked over to us. I wanted to tell her to put something on... but her body sort of had me hypnotized. When she was finally there, she asked me how she did. I didn't have the heart to tell her she did badly. I thought she was more beautiful than the princess she was supposed to be playing! I wasn't about to act like her nudity was a bad thing. Yet at the same time, I couldn't let her think that's how the scene goes either. I wasn't going to let her strip in front of the audience! "Well, it was definitely a very liberal take on the story!" Courtney joked. Jessie didn't seem to catch the joke. "A little improve? What's with the costume change?" One of the other girls asked bluntly. "Hm? The scene calls for changing into my night clothes? I mean this isn't Elizabethan ages, girls don't wear anything in bed anymore!" Jessie reasoned. I think everyone wanted to tell her that she might be one of the few people at the dorms that did that, but no one could, all for different reasons I'm sure. I had to stop her somehow though, I just had to. Yet to ask her to cover herself up seemed difficult too. I didn't want to embarrass her, or make her feel bad. Yet it had to be done. Before I could say a word though, Courtney stepped in "I think we should go do a few more scenes. You got this scene just perfect, but we have to get going if we want to be ready for the show!" Just like that, I lost my chance to say anything. I didn't know what to do; there was no way the school would even allow us to put on a peep show on school grounds! "You agree, don't you director?" Courtney asked. I wasn't sure what she meant. "That scene was perfect? Like you wouldn't change a thing about how Jessie did it?" That was a really heavy question to ask. I didn't know what to say. It was obvious what was wrong, but Courtney seemed like she was trying to cover it up. "It was really great, but," I was trying to say. "But what? You don't' think her outfit shows off just how much of a true beauty she is?" Courtney asked. I saw the way Jessie was looking at me, as if for some type of approval. "Well, I mean, Jessie is definitely perfect for the roll," I squeaked out. I almost added, "She's the most beautiful girl I know," but I was able to stop myself. "So it's agreed, the scene is good as is!" Courtney said, taking Jessie away to practice the next scene. I couldn't believe it; I had just let Courtney bully me into letting Jessie practice the play naked! It was just us girls though. I knew Jessie was the type of girl who wouldn't mind. I also wasn't going to complain about seeing Jessie walking around stage with nothing on, it was a welcome distraction from the stress of setting all this up. Well, the very next day, advertisements began going up for the play. The ones posted around school seemed fine. There was some interest buzzing it sounded like, a lot of tickets selling already. This was definitely going to be a success it seemed. Well, that's what I thought until I noticed a text I received. It was the same advertisement for the play, but this one was a lot riskier! The image attached was taken during practice at some point. It seemed normal, except it was very clear that Jessie was totally naked! It was a shot taken just as she was getting out of the bed. The picture didn't show any actual explicit detaisl thankfully. It was thanks to how a blanket was draped over Jessie at that very moment. I realized that it had to be from Courtney. She was custom sending it to just students, probably to avoid detection from college staff. She was trying to use the sex appeal of Jessie to sell tickets! Well, there was no denying that Courtney's plan was working. It definitely seemed like ticket sales were going up. The risqué nature of the play was definitely turning heads at least. Yet this really opened up another issue. Courtney clearly was Ok with exposing poor Jessie to the entire school. Jessie didn't seem to mind the text image, but she was technically covered in it. I was starting to think Courtney definitely planned to let Jessie be naked during the play. However, Courtney would be busy acting in the play. She'd be unable to control Jessie the whole time. As the director, I'd be able to make sure Jessie wears her nightgown costume. So I was a little worried, but I'd be sure to save Jessie's modesty! Well that's what I thought at least. However fate was really conspiring against me this time. ----------------- Megan and Jessie #4 Part 2 It was time for the big day. Everyone was getting together, and we were all pretty confident in how things would go. Yet panic set in as our princess charming didn't show. When we finally got a hold of her, we found out that she was unable to make it. She had some kind of family emergency, and that was the end of that. We were all pretty bummed out. The play was going to be ruined without one of our main stars. When trying to figure out the best way to fix thing, it was Jessie who spoke up actually. "Megan, what if you play the role?" The question seemed too innocent, but I quickly said, "No way, I couldn't!" Courtney chimed in next. "Well, you do know the lines though. I mean you wrote the script," All the girls were looking at me now. "I don't know guys, I'm not much of an actor," I tried to explain. That's when I saw Jessie. Her eyes were big and round. Her hands were clasped together. "Oh please Megan! You're the only one who knows it. You just have to. You know it from the start of the play, to the different lines, from all the scenes from me falling asleep, the princess running to my rescue, and all the way to the big finale kiss!" My heart suddenly stopped. The kiss! If I played the role of the princess, I'd be able to kiss the person playing Sleeping Beauty! All the other girls wanted me to save the day. Jessie really wanted me to not let them miss the chance of putting on the play. It was also my chance to actually kiss the girl of my dreams! "I'll do it," I said, my face a little red at the thought that my fantasy was almost coming to life, although the roles were obviously switched now. So that's how I ended up in a starring lead in a play, in front of over a hundred people. I have to say, it scared the hell out of me. I really wasn't comfortable, but I did my best to at least act like it wasn't bothering me. So although a bit of a chaotic start, the play started. As I was changing from one costume to my next, Jessie was free from the stage as well. She had to get ready for the curse scene. As Jessie undressed down to nothing, I had to stop her and make sure she didn't do anything too extreme. "Jessie... you can't just wear just the outer clothes, you need some underwear," I explained. She didn't seem to understand why. I had to put it in terms she'd understand. "Well... you have to. I mean it'll look more... well I mean it'll leave the audience in more suspense! You know, prolong you changing." "I don't get it, but if you say," Jessie explained. I suppose she didn't understand what I meant. I don't think Jessie would know the first thing about a strip tease ironically enough. Luckily she trusted my judgment. The plan was a bit a flimsy. I know her wearing underwear wouldn't stop her from stripping naked, but it gave me time to try and get her covered up. With the added time of Jessie having to also get out of her underwear, I'd be able to close the curtain before the audience saw anything. Jessie would still end up naked, but at least under the blanket by the next scene. Jessie managed to get dressed fully for once, and even did so before her scene was up. I was still taking off my clothes, which was a bit embarrassing with her right next to me. I got down to my own set of underwear, ready to grab the outfit I'd be wearing next. "No, no! You can't wear that kind of bra with that top Megs!" Jessie suddenly said. Before I knew it, I felt hands at my back. Jessie was removing my bra! "Jessie!" I hissed as she was trying to strip me. I was not intending to go braless at all! I looked around, and saw some of the other girls look my way. I tried to calm myself. I couldn't go making a scene. Jessie and I were both girls, no reason I should be overacting about her taking my clothes off. Of course in my mind, it was a little bit more. It was so intimate having her hands touch me so close. Once Jessie had my straps loose, I finished the job. I wasn't going to fight with her in the middle of all this. I hugged my chest to hide it from her, still overly shy. "Oh, I better go!" Jessie said, running off onto stage for her scene. I watched as she took her seat at what was supposed to be her dorm room's desk. She pretended to do some homework on the page. I still stood topless, a tad distracted by watching her. My heart and mind were racing at thoughts of her undressing me, at thoughts of our future kiss I would finally get. Jessie took out the 'cursed' pen she had received from her evil team member from the cheerleading squad. I'd written the play so that the fairies that gave her gifts on her birthday were people from the cheerleading team, and that the evil one was the one that wasn't' invited. As Jessie would do her homework, she'd prick herself with the pen, and that would put her into a cursed sleep. Jessie yawned, and stood up. She stumbled towards her bed, seeming to be tired. The idea was, as revenge, the curse was meant to put her to sleep, so Sleeping Beauty would miss her morning exams, and fail out of college. It was a tad silly, but I figured it would be cute. Jessie was already peeling off her shirt to change into her nightie... Jessie was stripping on stage! Oh my god, I was so scared. I'd been so lost in thought that I forgot that was coming up. I didn't even realize that she didn't have her nightie to change into there. Courtney must have made sure it wasn't even around for that. Courtney really did want to have Jessie strip on stage! Then again, it wasn't like Jessie would have used it anyways. Well I thought that'd be OK, I still had my main plan; just close the curtains before she got naked. However, I realized the flaw in that quickly. Although the curtain was pulled open on the stage where I was, the pulley that controlled it was actually on the other end. That's when I realized I could pull the curtain shut manually by actually pulling the curtain itself. Before I could run out onto to stage to pull it shut, I realize my predicament: All I had on was my shoes and pink panties! I couldn't run out onto stage like that. I quickly grabbed my shirt and threw it on. However I wasn't going to have time to get my skirt on over my shoes at the rate I was going! I really was going to put my skirt on, but Jessie was already sliding out of her shorts! The whole audience was totally enthralled as my hot friend Jessie was stripping down to just a pair of bra and panties. I couldn't wait any longer! Any second Jessie would be completely flashing everyone. Underwear was excusable, but total nudity would surely get us in trouble and humiliate Jessie! So while buying my fear, I quickly ran to the curtain end, and began to pull it across the stage. The first thing I noticed is that it was large and heavy. As I pulled it, most of it trailed behind me. Only what I had clumped in my hands kept up with me. I knew for the first few feet I was still off stage, but I realized I would be unable to keep my body hidden from the audience! My legs were completely bare though, I couldn't just go streaking out in front of everyone like that! That's when I saw Jessie was reaching for the clasp on her bra. I had no time to waste. So with a final breath I just pulled at the curtain, holding it high to hide my face, so I wouldn't be recognized, and dragged the curtain across the stage. Adrenaline proved to help me a lot as I got to Jessie. I knew I could only hide my face with the curtain, my pink panties and bare legs were exposed to the whole crowd. I was barely able to get to Jessie in time. Just as I passed her, her bra came loose off her body, she was now topless on stage. I kept pulling the curtain along, and finally got it to the other end. I was out of breath. I was completely embarrassed, having shown my underwear to over a hundred people. I at least had protected Jessie's modesty and my face hadn't been seen too. Courtney was laughing a good bit. You could hear some people in the crowd cheering. The lingerie show definitely seemed to get the crowd going. A few people were cheering for more too; apparently they thought Jessie was going to go all the way. I couldn't believe they thought a girl would actually get naked on stage for them. Then again, Jessie did fully strip. Even with the curtain shut, she pranced back stage with us naked as we got the next scene ready. She would have really exposed herself to everyone out there. She always found new ways to surprise me with how little modesty she had. I was happy to be able to get into my skirt and be at least decent again. The next scene was me, the dashing princess, discovering her being cursed. I was to be the good friend checking in on her studies. I entered the stage, and looked down at her sleeping body. She was definitely playing the role of a sleeping beauty very well. The scene was supposed to be a gentle and calm scene. I was supposed to be the friend appreciating just how beautiful and peaceful the girl beneath the sheets was. I think that might have been one of my best acting moments of the night, as it was completely sincere. Megan & Jessie #04 I noticed the sheet over her was pretty light really. It was thin, and I could make out a lot of her body. Luckily the crowd was too far away, but I could make out almost every curve on her. I could even make out small details like her clean shaven state, or perhaps that was just my memory filling in the blanks. I sort of lost track of time, and I wasn't ready for what was next. What was scripted was for the evil cheerleader to make her entrance. --------------------- Megan and Jessie #4 Part 3 By Jappio The fake door behind me burst open, and a sudden blast of wind shot across the stage. I hadn't planned that part, but apparently someone thought it would make for a good entrance for our evil cheerleader. There was a fan blowing off stage, making it so the evil cheerleader's costume would flutter a bit, giving a since of powerful magic from her. I let go a small yelp though. I could feel my skirt begin to lift and flutter. The thing was much too small for the powerful fan's wind. I had to hold it down before I flashed my pink panties again. "Oh ho, look who it is!" The evil cheerleader called. I tried to fight back my blush. "This was you, wasn't!? Why won't she wake up!? What have you done to her!?" I asked her. As the evil woman began to monologue about her revenge, I noticed the fan was still going. It gave a dramatic feel for sure, but I realized it also was having an effect on Jessie's blanket! I looked down, and saw it begin to bellow and move. It was going to fly away any second! Improvising the best I could, I quickly held the blanket down with both hands, as if trying to protect her, which I technically was. "Stay back evil witch!" I declared. Jessie was just below me now, our bodies close. The sheet pressed down into her body really showed off her body. The blanket had slipped so far that they were just a few inches from her nipples. I tried to ignore it, continuing the scene. I had to stop myself from yelping again. With both hands on the sheet, my skirt began to flap around again. I wanted to cover it, but if I let go of either side of the sheet, I knew it would flip up and expose Jessie. I hated that Jessie had to be so carefree. She didn't even need to be naked under the sheet. Then again, looking down, I didn't exactly hate it either. I really just wished that fan would be shut off. So there I was, bent over Jessie, and my butt pointed out behind me. I couldn't do a single thing as the fan pushed it up and around. I knew the entire time that the audience was seeing those pink panties of mine come into view. The evil cheerleader kept going with the scene though. I could see her hiding a smile. She was probably trying her best to play it off as the cocky villain. "How do I wake her back up!?" I demanded. My voice was a bit weak; I was totally embarrassed by my unforgiving skirt. "She'll never wake up!" The evil cheerleaders said, cackling as she walked from the room. The fan finally shut off, and the curtain closed. I could hear a lot of cheers from the audience. I had to admit that there was some good acting and effects, but it did worry me that maybe some of the cheering was for my panties being on show. My face felt like it was on fire, I was sure every inch of my face was bright red. "If you would Ms. Charming, I'd like to get up," Jessie suddenly called out from under me. In that moment I looked down. Jessie was rising from her bed, the sheet sliding down her body. My hands were still on either sides of her shoulders. It was like we were in a close embrace. There on the bed, her naked, and me over her. I felt my heart melt as she smiled at me. "Come on love birds; get ready for your final scene!" One of the stage girls called. I quickly jumped off the bed, realizing I was perhaps staring for too long. No one seemed to really be paying attention to us though, and Jessie was her usual oblivious self. I was hoping the term 'love birds' was reference to our roles in the play alone. "Here, I don't have to be on for awhile, I'll help you change for your scene," Jessie offered. Again we were in the changing room. A few of the girls were stripping down to their underwear and putting on towels. The next scene would be me hearing a rumor of how to wake Jessie up in the dorm showers. They were already wheeling a large screen out onto the stage, one that would show the silhouettes of anyone behind it. The other girls thought that it would be another way to drive the crowd nuts if they thought we could be naked. It would be hard to tell the difference between a naked girl and a girl in her underwear just by the silhouette. I slowly peeled my shirt off and got my skirt off. I hugged my chest, looking around for my bra. It seemed to have disappeared from before. "Here, let me help you," Jessie said as I began to look. I felt relieved I'd have a second pair of eyes helping me. It was funny how embarrassed and exposed I felt, even though Jessie was the most exposed. Well, she wasn't the most exposed for long. In a blink of an eye I felt my panties get pulled down my legs! I turned around quickly, placing a hand between my legs to cover myself. The person, who was crouched at my feet, steeling my panties away from me, was none other than Jessie! I froze up instantly, allowing her the perfect chance to steal my pink cotton. "There, now you're set!" She said. "What are you doing? I need those!" I said, trying to snatch them back. I heard the curtain opening, the next scene being announced. I didn't have time to argue, not that I could with Jessie being the one who just stripped me! "Getting you set. You don't have much time, you just needed an extra hand getting dressed for the scene," Jessie explained. I grumbled at the thought that she was undressing me, not dressing me. Next thing I know though, I have a towel thrown over my shoulder, and she's pushing me towards stage! I knew Jessie was probably just thinking that a shower scene wouldn't make sense with underwear. I was willing to believe she didn't realize the other girls were wearing their underwear instead. Perhaps she couldn't tell since they had their towels on already as they walked onto stage. She probably was so insistent to help and push me along because she knew I was shy. I don't mean in the ways of exposure, but more so in general she knew I didn't like being on stage. She probably thought forcing me forwards was helping me. I just knew I couldn't fight it. If I tried to stay behind, the scene would be messed up. I had to brave it for the time being. I quickly took the towel and got it around my body and barely in time too. I was pushed out onto stage, and there, to my side, were hundreds of people. I tightly gripped my towel, knowing I was essentially naked on stage, the towel hardly counting as a piece of clothing. It was a short walk thankfully to the screen. Once behind the pseudo-shower-curtain, I was a bit relieved. Some of the other girls took their towels off. I was envious of the fact that they had their bras and panties still. The crowd didn't know that necessarily, the bras were strapless and the towels were plenty modest. The girls weren't shy either how they walked around and posed. They seemed to purposely face the screen with their legs spread, or standing sideways while washing their chests. They were purposely trying to make their silhouettes seem naked. Me on the other hand, I didn't know how I was going to take my towel off. I desperately needed it, or else I'd be completely exposed on stage. However, that wasn't how the scene was supposed to work. Some of the girls gave me weird looks, wondering why I wasn't hanging my towel up like they did. One of the girls had a sly smile on her face. She quickly grabbed my towel, and I didn't even have the time to think to stop her. I was suddenly naked in front of them all, and I quickly covered up. The girls giggled, most not expecting me to be naked. I think the one who stripped me saw what Jessie did, and probably assumed I was just being pranked. The other girls may have thought the same, although maybe they thought my nudity was due to dedication to the play. Perhaps they thought I was either as lacking in modesty or common sense as Jessie though too. I tried to roll with it though, playing along with their fooling around. I told myself that with or without my underwear, the crowd thought I was naked, and that was just part of the plan. A few fake shower noises began to be played, and the scene went mostly as normal. I tried to sound as confident as I could, but I knew all my fellow actresses could see my face was completely red. I was having a fake shower, completely naked, in front of all of them. The scene went on though, and eventually my character found out about the curse, and that it could be awoken by a kiss. The scene was now coming to an end, and it would be time that it moved to the next. I grabbed my towel and hid myself in it, walking along with the screen as it was rolled off stage. As we moved the screen off stage, I could hear behind me the next scene being brought out. The old squeaky wheels of the bed were there. I looked back, seeing Jessie lying in it already. Hopefully this would all end soon. "Now my minions, we will go off with her to my castle, where no one will be able to save her!" The evil cheerleader commanded. I had a horrible feeling all of a sudden. At this point in the play, the evil cheerleader would have minions help her carry Sleeping Beauty to her own room, but on the way, I was to catch them after my shower. The thing I worried about was that Courtney was one of the minions! She was the one who was hoping to expose and embarrass Jessie on stage! The evil cheerleader was still going on about her great revenge. I had only a bit of time to think of something. I could picture it, Jessie being lifted up, the sheet cast to the side. Courtney holding Jessie up in all her naked glory. Her full breasts for everyone to see. Her smooth legs and butt to be displayed. I could even picture her legs being opened and shown to everyone. Ok, it's embarrassing to admit, but I really could picture most of those things in detail. Thanks to those thoughts, I was losing time. I was frustrated. I couldn't call out to them to stop. I wasn't supposed to be in this scene at all. It was a big moment too, I couldn't try the curtain stunt again either. I was supposed to be Jessie's knight in shining armor, and yet here I was standing around doing nothing! I had to save her! I couldn't accept any other option. I would do just as I was supposed to in the play, come to her rescue! -------------------- Megan and Jessie #4 Part 4 By Jappio Grabbing the sword prop next to me, I turned and looked at the scene unfolding. Courtney was bending over the bed to pick Jessie up. I could swear I saw her hands already curling on the sheets, waiting for the evil cheerleader's orders. I ran out on stage at that moment. "Stop evil doers!" I shouted as I ran at Courtney. I swung the sword at her, as if cutting her in the back. She quickly fell down to the ground, luckily having enough sense to play along with my sudden changes to the scene. Hidden by the side of the bed, I could tell she was confused. The evil cheerleader was shocked too. She also played along with it though. "You! How dare you. Get her my minion!" She said to her second lackey. I quickly took her out, just like the scene was supposed to be played out in the hallway. I quickly rushed the cheerleader. I started to battle with her. As we were closer, she was able to mutter out a "what are you doing?!" I gave some quick answer that we were short on time and we had to combine the scenes a bit. She still seemed perplexed, and I think I know why. There, on stage, battling with her, I was wearing only that towel! Surely she'd seen me from backstage how I was naked under that towel. Surely she thought why I would even dare risk something like getting on stage in only it. Fake fighting and having to hold my towel up was definitely stressful. I hadn't even thought of it at first. Originally I of course planned to change, but as I explained, I had to save Jessie. Unlike my character, I didn't have my life at risk. However for my beautiful sleeping beauty, I was risking my total exposure for her! Any moment, if I let go of the towel, and it fell off, I'd be naked on stage. The audience really seemed to eat it up. I don't know if it was the titillation, or if my real feelings were making the whole scene seem a bit more intense. However I went through every step as it was supposed to, and finally slay the evil woman! The crowd cheered. I knew what was next though. On the bed, lay Sleeping Beauty. Jessie really fit the roll so well, she looked so peaceful there. I approached the bed, and leaned over it. I said my lines, wishing she'd come back. "Oh Sleeping Beauty. I hope that you will not mind that I take such an honor. I do it for you," I start to lean down. My face is only inches from Jessie's. I stopped and stared at the serene image in front of me. This was finally it. I was finally going to be able to kiss Jessie! I finally dropped my head down just a little more, and our lips finally touched. It was all so soft and gentle. Time came to a halt for me, I was burning the memory of this moment into my mind. It seemed even for a second we were completely alone, the audience, other actors, and everyone disappeared from my thoughts. I knew it would be wrong to take too long though. Jessie was only letting the kiss happen for the sake of the play. I opened my eyes one last time to look into Jessie's. Jessie was only now just opening her eyes. I think she may have actually dozed off! I don't know if it was a show of her acting skills, or if she was just really that out of it sometimes. Then I realized Jessie was rising. She was supposed to after all, that kiss was supposed to wake her. However, that's when I realized the flaw with the scene entirely. I don't know how I forgot about it. Even during rehearsal I noticed how the sheet was too light to stick to her body. Sitting up meant it would slide down! Jessie was going to be topless on stage! Again, acting on impulse, I did the one thing I could think of to stop it. I embraced her. I swear, it really was just instinct. I didn't want to do that. Well I mean I was sort of happy I did... There, in front of everyone, I quickly pressed forward, prolonging the kiss. Jessie's body stiffened some. She really must have been asleep, only just realizing she was in the middle of a kiss with me. As for her breasts, I had made it just in time. I had my chest up against her own, the sheet just an inch or so below her breasts. I had thankfully hid her chest from everyone just in time. I felt a little bad. Here I was, kissing her and acting so brazen in front of everyone. I hadn't intended to make Jessie a victim of my fantasies. I'd have never dreamed to do something like this, at least not in front of so many people and without her permission. Yet I was the next to be shocked. I felt Jessie's hands wrap around my body. I could feel pressure be pushed back against me as she rose from the bed more. Then, what I thought was a moan, signaled a tongue entering my mouth! The crowds cheering for the big kiss scene only increased all of a sudden. It was like fireworks were going off in my mind. This wasn't just a kiss anymore. Jessie was making out with me! I didn't do anything. No longer was I the one doing the kissing. Jessie was in total control of the scene now. Her hands slid along my back, playing with the towel. I could feel her legs wiggle and wrap around my own. She had wiggled a knee between my legs, angling it up so I could feel a smooth bare leg slide up to my thighs. Her sheet slid down between our stomachs, her embrace still holding her bare front side to me. My arms fell a bit loose to her sides. One of my hands felt around till it found a bare hip. The sheet she had was getting all tangled. No longer on her breasts, and even one of her legs had slipped from it. That's when I really thought about it. We were both naked on stage. The crowd could easily see Jessie had nothing on. They probably assumed I didn't have anything besides the towel. My towel was pushed around. Up top, it had come loose; a lot of my bare back was on show. Jessie's leg, that was dangerous close to my lips, had pushed the hem of my towel up my legs, showing a lot of bare skin down there as well. So we were two naked women, making out, and nearly exposed completely on stage! Yet even with that knowledge, and my face growing red and the want for everything to stop, I still let it all happen. I was actually kissing, no, more than that, with Jessie! It was maybe a little foolish, but I couldn't stop. Eventually though, Jessie seemed to sober up some from her nap. She slowly broke the kiss off, and looked around. She'd have pulled away from me, but I made sure to hold her close. Again she looked in my eyes. "My sleeping beauty, you are finally awake!" I announced. "My prince in shining armor, you have saved me!" She declared. I distinctly heard some chuckling from the crowd. I was so clearly not in armor at all. She then again kissed me, and the curtain drew closed! Once we were cut off from the crowd, I quickly got off the bed. I felt out of breath. I had thankfully avoided either of us being seen completely. I'd had a few close calls, and a few of the other girls had seen a lot, but I was happy we didn't go too far in front of the audience. I nervously looked back at Jessie. I was worried that Jessie would think I went too far. The kiss was supposed to just be one small kiss. "We got kind of lucky there, huh?" Jessie asked. "Yeah, that was close!" I admitted. I was fixing my towel now. Although it seemed odd, she never cared about her exposure before. "Sorry about it though. Thankfully it worked out I hope," She asked. I wasn't sure what she was getting at. "The kiss," she said. My face went red again in an instant. "I fell asleep and almost messed it up. So when I woke up, I wasn't so sure what was going on, but as usual, I just went with it." It sort of made me a little sad to hear that the kiss was more out of instinct for her. I think I'd have died of happiness had she admitted something like wanting to kiss me like that. However at the same time, I felt good that she was the one who felt she went too far. "Yeah, it's Ok. It was really nice... you're an amazing kisser," I said without thinking. "I mean the crowd seemed to like it and you did a great job improvising!" I covered up. The earlier compliment seemed to have gone over her head, because it didn't faze her one bit. We walked together to the side of the stage. I was relieved to finally get some proper clothes on. "Now, if our actors would come on stage for a bow!" I heard. Jessie, still naked, was about to turn and walk right out there! "Jessie!" I yelled as I grabbed her arm. "You have to get dressed!" "Why?" She asked. I couldn't believe her. "You need to be in your princess dress, that's why!" I said, making up a reason. I'd had too many close calls today, and was fed up with her risking her modesty. I came up with the first thing I thought of. "OH, ok" she giggled as she got dressed. For once it seemed to work. And that's how the play went. The audience seemed to love it. There was endless amount of cheering. Jessie and the cheerleader got some big applause of course; they were pretty much the stars. I was a little surprised that I got so many too. Even still, I was going to make sure I didn't have to actually be in the next play. Megan & Jessie #04 On the college website, there was even a review posted. I was happy to hear all the good things it had to say, but I really had to blush at the line near the end "All capped off with a very passionate kiss between Sleeping Beauty and her 'knight in not so much armor!" The End Megan & Jessie #05 I perhaps made a mistake when I made a bet with Jessie. I might have really paid for it more than I was intending. You see, the other week, I was giving Jessie a bit of crap about a test we had to take. She was insisting she could score better than me. Now I know I really like everything about Jessie, and would never say something bad about her. Yet I know that I tend to do better at school stuff than her. All through middle and high school I always graded better than her. Heck, it was a miracle when Jessie even actually did any work. I think she may have just been trying to come up with an excuse for her to improve her grade. She wanted to put something on the line I believe. She had made a bet with me that whoever got the lower score, would be the other's maid for a day. So the loser essentially would have to do a lot of chores for the other by the sounds of it. I wasn't really worried much, so I took her up on it, she was insisting after all. Then when the test grades came in, I was shocked to see how much better she had done. The problem was, it really only amounted to a B-, and I still scored an A on the test. Jessie isn't much of a sore loser though, so although not happy she lost, she was happy she did so well still. I was happy for her too. We agreed she would come over to my house during break. My parents would be away, so I figured I could use both a helping hand and the company. So you may be wondering why I was the one paying for it. Well it's a bit difficult to explain, but I'll do my best from the top. My alarm rang at my usual wake up time. I made sure to shower and pick out something nice to wear. Even though I would have a personal maid for the day, I still made my bed and made sure my room was clean. Although Jessie had been over hundreds of times in our friendship, I still liked making the best presentation for her. I may not be much, but at least one day, if I get lucky and we get close, I won't scare her away by being a slob. Soon 9:00 AM rolled around, and I heard the doorbell ring. I was practically surprised, Jessie was rarely so punctual. I quickly opened the door, but what I saw shocked me. Standing there at the door way was Jessie, and she was absolutely naked! "What are you doing?!" I asked her quickly. I grabbed her by the arm and pulled her inside and shut the door. "Sorry Ma'am, I don't understand the question. I am here just as you asked me to be," Jessie explained. I took a closer look at her once I was sure she was safely inside. I didn't need the neighbors seeing a naked girl at my doorstep. "That's not what I meant Jess, where are your clothes?" I asked. "Oh, I didn't bring anything unnecessary Miss Megan. I only brought what was absolutely necessary," Jessie verified. My mouth hung open. I couldn't believe Jessie would take a silly bet that far. "You didn't really leave all your clothes at home?" "I brought some things to wear during certain duties today Ma'am. I made sure I was really prepared," Jessie said while holding up a small duffle bag. "You did not need to bring a special uniform, but you better put it on right away!" I said. Although I was shocked Jessie would risk driving across town naked for this bet, it wasn't a total shock. Jessie was always like that. However, when she actually began to open her bag, I was more shocked. Jessie, once naked, is near impossible to get redressed, especially if she didn't have a reason to. Alone in my house, I figured she'd insist staying naked. I guess I was sort of disappointed. I had been so shocked up until that point, I didn't get the chance to really look much. She was as gorgeous as ever that morning. Her hair was tied up formally, a tad different than her usual style, but it looked really cute on her. Of course I did get a chance to look at her bare breasts before she got anything on. They were still as firm and round as I remember them. She practically glowed, probably having taken a shower and gotten ready before coming here. She was even cleanly shaven between her legs. It's embarrassing to admit I looked that close though. Jessie pulled out a relatively small white fabric from her bag. I wasn't sure at first what it was, but she quickly stuck her head in a loop of it, and I realized that it was an apron! Jessie took some time putting it on. She straightened it out, and began to tie it. She even partially turned her body while she tied it, and I could see her round bottom sticking out, completely exposed. "Aren't you forgetting something?" I asked, a tad mesmerized. "Hm? Am I Miss Megan? I would hate if I did," she asked, genuinely confused. "Your clothes Jessie. You're still pretty much..." I began to say, unable to say the word too loudly, "naked." "Oh Miss, I am your servant today. It's my job to serve you today," She said. I quickly took in air. Although I was sure she couldn't possibly mean it the way it sounded. I'm sure any other girl who would stay nearly naked for the sake of 'service' would mean it in a different way. Jessie though I think was trying to say that clothes weren't needed, since they wouldn't help her be the maid for the day. I know it's a bit of a jump in logic, but I have been her friend for over a decade. You sort of start to learn to speak Jessie-ese. She even got out a small maid's headdress and put it on her head. The white bit of frill and black ribbons looked really cute. Jessie was now smoothing out her 'uniform' for the day I suppose. The apron was pure white, and looked quiet thin. It seemed to just float atop her beautiful form. As she looked down at herself, inspecting it, she twirled her body. As much as I'm sure she was making sure that the outfit was where it was needed, I was noticing other things. As she shifted in her spot, the apron shifted across her skin. Up top, the area of her chest that was covered loosely sat and moved around. I could practically see the two spots where her nipples were, the apron being that thin. Speaking of there not being much material, the apron didn't cover much. I could definitely see some cleavage above. Along her sides, the apron didn't even fully hide her body. You could tell she was naked from the sides of her sticking out. I suppose her slender waist was just barely hidden by the width of the cloth, but you could definitely see her smooth and bare hips sticking out. So as I was saying, as she swayed about, the front of the apron only held where it was thanks to some ties in the back, swished left and right with ease. Every time, I could swear I saw her bare pelvis, at least from the side. The apron didn't even reach her mid-thighs also. I suppose normally decency isn't the main job of an apron, but even still I felt it was overly skimpy. My eyes shot wide as Jessie took hold of the hem of the apron and lift it a bit. Although it was only a couple of inches, I could see all of her bare thighs. She then continued on with a curtsy motion. "Jessie, reporting for duty Ma'am," she said. I was nearly speechless. From the bare thighs, and now the peek I was getting down the front of the apron, I was astounded. I know I see her naked all the time, I in fact did just a couple of minutes before then. However something about her having something on made it sort of naughtier. "Um... yeah... you know you don't have to call me that, right?" "Oh but Miss Megan, someone in a submissive position as myself should always do as her mistress asks. She should never question an order. She should always show absolute respect on top of that. Today I am here to do every one of your needs Miss Megan. I am going to on top of it be as proper as I can be. "As proper as a half naked made can be, huh?" I thought to myself. I wasn't about to argue with her though, so I just let the matter drop. "Is there anything you'd like me to do first Ma'am?" Jessie asked, standing up straight again from her curtsey. "Well, I was thinking we could just sit around and hang out," I explained. I wasn't really planning on her pay off the bet that much. I really was just thinking I'd have her help me clean up a bit later that day. "No Miss Megan, you must relax yourself, and I will get to work," Jessie said. Even with all the talk of her being the submissive one today, she quickly grabbed my arm and pulled me towards the couch in the living room. She had me sit down in front of the TV. I didn't really know what to do; I was still trying to come to grips with her body in such a tiny outfit still. "Ok, you sit here. I will prepare you some breakfast since I already have my apron on. You wait right here and I'll get you a drink." "Thanks..." I muttered as I tried to relax back in my seat. Jessie for a moment turned to go to the kitchen, but quickly whipped right back around. The effect on her apron guaranteed a view of her bare mound. She didn't' notice my staring thankfully, but then again that's because she quickly knelt over me. Each of her arms was around the sides of my head. Only an inch or two fro my eyes was her chest. Between the crevice of cleavage and the shape of the two round orbs through the thin cotton, I wasn't sure what to look at. "Tell me when you're comfortable," Jessie asked, her hands manipulating a pillow she had snuck behind my head. Every time she adjusted it, I noticed her breasts would bobble. My mouth was completely dry. I barely was able to croak out a, "that's fine, it's good." Jessie seemed happy with that, and again headed towards the kitchen. I let out a sigh. I was telling myself it was too early for me to get so worked up so quickly. Even if I loved my luck for seeing her, it was incredibly stressful too. Yet even with that thought, I still caught myself staring at Jessie as she walked away, the bounce in her step causing her bottom to bob about. Jessie happily hummed to herself as she looked through my fridge. "Would orange juice be good for you Miss Megan?" She asked. I told her that would be fine. I turned on the TV, and switched it to the news. I wasn't exactly interested, but I knew I needed to do something. If I wasn't careful, even Jessie would realize I was staring at her. It was hard though. She seemed so naked, yet that apron just barely hid her at times. I don't know why just the tiny teases of nudity were working on me as well as her total brazen nudity might. I don't know why I don't get tired of her body for a second. Soon Jessie was serving me my juice, and even prepared a bowl of cereal. I wasn't about to have her cook me anything after all, I didn't want her to actually work for me. After my breakfast, Jessie asked if I needed anything. I wanted to say no, but she seemed really insistent. "Well, if you insist. I guess I'd like to check my email and such. Would you mind getting my laptop?" Jessie left for my room, leaving me just a moment alone. I eyed her backside again as she left, but let out a larger sigh once she was gone. I was starting to wonder if I should feel a little guilty at all. It seemed wrong to let her parade around like that. I hadn't asked for it, but surely I could get her to wear something. Jessie returned with my laptop, and set it in front of me. I didn't open it though; I decided I would at least make things right between us. It was wrong of me to just keep her exposed for my fun. "Jessie..." I said, trying to find the words. Like usual, a lump formed in my throat. Telling such a beauty to get dressed never seemed like the right thing. "Yes Ma'am?" she asked. I looked at her at her smiling face, eyes beaming so brightly. "Well... I think you need to dress a bit more decently..." I said. Her face turned to one of confusion. I instantly felt a bit of guilt. "I mean you're hot! We both know that!" I then immediately kicked myself mentally. I just told her she was hot, and I hadn't meant to do that. "Well I mean, like... well..." I was trying to explain myself away from the compliment, but I could see the look of confusion coming back to her. "No, I'm not saying you're not, I just... I mean you do look good, anyone would want to look at you like that, especially me, well no I mean..." Jessie was still looking at me. I couldn't believe all that I was saying. I always get like this. It doesn't help that I kept looking down at her body too. "What I mean is you look great and all. You really do. However I would like if you would put more clothes on and be dressed a bit more decently. You know, cover up areas a bit better. You can borrow anything of mine." I was so relieved when Jessie didn't seem upset. "Thank you very much Ma'am. I will go right away," I then watched as her naked butt walked away again, hopefully for the last time that day so the two of us could have a normal day. --------------------- Megan and Jessie #5 Part 2 By Jappio I opened my laptop, and began to check around. I told myself I'd end this little game of Jessie's soon, and the two of us could watch a movie or something. However Jessie returned and I was shocked when I couldn't even tell if there was anything different. I saw the same apron, and a lot of bare skin peeking out from it. I had to really concentrate, but I saw two black bows at her hips! Jessie had gotten a hold of something to wear, and it was probably one of the last things I wanted her to find. Although she was facing me, I instantly knew what she must have had, and I suppose there is a bit of a story I should share about them. You see, a couple of months back, I was doing some shopping. I was looking at the selection of underwear they had, and well... I'll admit I was thinking about Jessie wearing some of them. However I started to think about me in them. The idea was embarrassing, but I figured if I would think Jessie would be cute in them, maybe I'd get lucky and Jessie would think I looked cute in them too. So looking at the selection, I settled for a tiny silky pair. My face was red as I made the purchase, and barely thought about it till I was home. Then that night I tried them on in front of the mirror. I was astounded really. Although they appeared black, I didn't have enough backbone to really look them over in the store. There were portions like the bows that were black. The waistband was solid, although had little frills around it and the leg holes. However most of the fabric was sheer in the front and back. You could see almost my entire butt and even my fur in front. Only a small black patch existed for modesty, and it didn't hide much. I told myself I couldn't wear something like that in front of anyone, much less Jessie! So I hid them away in my drawer and never gave them a second thought. I didn't even want to return them, it would be too embarrassing. Now Jessie had found them, and was wearing them! "Ok Miss Megan, what would you like me to do next? I could start some cleaning if you'd like?" I wasn't even able to stammer at that point. My face was red from her finding them. I also couldn't help but wonder more how she looked in them. Suddenly the indecent apron was too decent! "Um... what?" I asked, almost mesmerized trying to picture them in them. "I could start with some dusting if you'd like Ma'am," she clarified. "Um... sure yes, that'd be great!" I said, wanting to change the topic. Jessie headed towards her bag. The whole time I looked at her out of the corner of my eye. As she was to my side, I could see her from head to toe, bare except for the little ribbons on the waistband of those panties. I couldn't believe she was wearing them. I tried taking a deep breath and sit back. She hadn't put on nearly as much as I had asked. She was still so exposed. Yet I couldn't send her back again. I didn't even want to acknowledge the panties. However there was little ignoring the panties on my part. As she walked around the room with her newly found feather duster, I got a lot more opportunities to see what she looked like squeezed into them. Occasionally I'd be lucky when she'd turn or twist suddenly, and I'd be able to see what they looked like in front. The apron offered no coverage behind her. I could see quite clearly that the garment wasn't her size. They hugged every curve. The sheerness of them meant it was hardly different than when she didn't have them before. Well I say that, but I did discover I was right when I bought them, that they would look wonderful on her. I don't know, even though they were the wrong size, and I hated that she found them, there was something about them. The little black bows swinging about, the way thing fabric curved about. The way that I could quite tell where her naughty parts started. Had she not been cleanly shaved down there, maybe, but the fact she wasn't meant I could only guess how much of her was actually covered by the little bit of privacy silk. Just picturing all her naughtiness hidden away snuggly was a lot to handle. Don't get me wrong, I love seeing her naked, but seeing her lingerie and a naughty outfit in general was new to me, and I liked it. I did always say it would be nice if her strips did have a bit more to them then just her outer layer disappearing right away. Then again I guess I'm clearly a pervert, wanting these things from her. I can't help it though. She's so beautiful, and I love everything about her. Her cleaning was getting her into more and more poses too that I couldn't pass up staring at a bit. I was so lucky she was so dedicated to the bet, and she never faltered from tasks. Yet there are times I couldn't help but stare open mouthed. For example, at one point she was close to me, cleaning a small table to the side of the couch. She starts out standing right next to me, which is bad enough. Then to get to the far end of the table and over the lip of it, she starts to bend down. She keeps her knees straight, and this just pushes her butt out at me. Just a foot from me, her practically naked bottom is presented up in the air. Heck, even the opaque black patch of the panties was sticking out, and I knew what had to be nestled in there. "Are you Ok Miss Megan," Jessie asked as she turned to face me. My face had really begun to burn up. There's only so long a girl can go like this, and I still had a lot of hours to go of this 'torture'. As her cleaning came to an end, I felt a little saved as I heard my phone go off. I had figured some of our other friends might want to hang out during break, and I figured this was maybe that! I could hopefully get Jessie to relax some and kill off some of the sexual tension. "The Megan estate, may I ask who is calling?" I heard Jessie say. I quickly spied that she had grabbed my phone before I even had a chance to. It was going to be hard to explain why Jessie was answering the phone like that. "Ma'am, it's for you, a Miss Stacy is calling," she announced. I quickly snatched the phone from her. "Hi Stacy," I said. "Hey, what's up with Jessie?" Stacy asked. "Oh, just some bet," I explained. "I'll tell you more later." "Later as in, could you come get me? We're pretty bored being back in town with nothing to do. She's going to drive to your place, but I could use a ride, and I'm not really on her way." The idea didn't sound bad. With others around, I was sure Jessie would loosen up some and we'd be able to have some fun. The bet was turning out to be more work than I intended, and I had won. "Sure, give me just a moment and I'll come get you guys," I said. "So, are you going to be leaving for a bit Miss Megan? I would be most happy to go and pick them up for you," Jessie offered. I thought about how she had driven naked here. "No, no, you don't need to do that. In fact, don't you think it would be best if maybe...?" I tried to think how to put it, I really didn't want to bring up the panties, and also I definitely didn't want to be so blunt about it either. Last thing I wanted to do was make her feel weird or anything. Megan & Jessie #05 "You stay here, and um... work on the clothes some. You again have access to all my clothes. I mean we want to be as presentable for our guests as possible, right?" I asked. "Of course Ma'am. I will be all prepared by the time you get back," she said. Having her not question orders was actually almost relieving. Normally I'd really have to twist my words around or beg her to do anything. Now I just had to ask for it. "Thanks a lot Jessie. I'll be back really soon!" I said, as I hugged her. I sort of didn't think about the hug, it was mostly out of relief. I had forgotten she was still pretty nearly naked. My hands on her lower back could feel bare skin and silk. In front, I could tell how easily her apron shifted between our bodies... her naked body just on the other side of that thin layer. I quickly released the hug and excused myself. I was out the door and in my car. The ride to Stacy's and back wasn't much. I explained to Stacy about what was happening. I told her about the test, and Megan acting as a very proper maid. She told me she really wanted to see what Jessie was like when seriously working. It's funny, hearing her say it, it did make me sort of miss the carefree Jessie more, it's one of the things I love most about her. Well, I say I love it, yet it nearly gave me a heart attack as we got home. Once back home, Katie was already parked outside. She didn't know Jessie would have let her in probably, so she was waiting for us. Stacy quickly explained the whole maid thing; she seemed almost excited about it. Katie thought it sounded cute, and we head towards the front door. I open the door and let Stacy and Katie. I follow right behind, and suddenly there Jessie is, still in just the panties an apron! "Welcome home Mistress and friends. I am happy to have you all here," Jessie says as she bows to us. "Whoa! You didn't tell us about this!" Katie says. Stacy gives me a sly grin. Once before she had suspected something between Jessie and I. This was not going to help that. "One second guys, "I say with a forced but nervous chuckle. I let Jessie stand and pull her to the side. "What is this; I said deal with the clothes situation, what's going on?" I ask her. Jessie looks at me, not sure what I mean. "Miss Megan, I've started washing your clothes, don't worry. Everything is set as you asked. It's just the load is full already, so I am not able to fit the rest," she explained. I couldn't believe. She really somehow misunderstood me. This was going to be hard to explain. Even if I told Katie and Stacy that it was Jessie who put herself like this, surely they'd wonder why I was letting her stay like that. "Well, um, could you give Katie, Stacy, and I some time alone? Go um... check on the clothes or something..." I say. Jessie formally excused herself and left, Katie and Stacy still shocked. "Well, that's one hell of a kinky bet. I didn't know she'd be a stripper maid or something," Stacy teased. I had to think fast. "She's not a stripper. I didn't set the conditions either. This is just how it is I guess. I couldn't say no, Jessie doesn't like to step down from bets," I explained. "She's... a little... well exposed though, isn't she?" Katie nervously commented. She was blushing too. Katie didn't know Jessie as well as Stacy and I do, so maybe she didn't really know how... carefree about exposure she was. "Well, like I said, she insisted she act on the bet. I only agreed because I knew I'd win, I don't know if I could handle being dressed like that," I tried explaining. Stacy gave me another sly grin, "Oh, I thought you and Jessie were nudist buddies? I didn't think wearing a bit of a skimpy outfit would bother you." "Sh-sh-shut up Stacy. I told you not to blab about that... it's different than that," I tried saying. I tried to think of a reason, "I mean, nudists are ok with nudity, but I mean a sexy outfit is still sexy, regardless." I knew it was a lame excuse, but I think Stacy was satisfied with how red my face became and how much stammering I was starting to do. "So Jessie is a nudist?" Katie asked. "Sort of, something like that," Stacy said with a shrug. "Perhaps you'll 'see' it for yourself one day," she joked. The joke was pretty lame, as evident by Katie not reacting much. I definitely just blushed, because I instantly thought about Jessie being naked. Katie was definitely a fellow shy girl, because all this talk of nudity still had her sort of red. "Ma'ams, would you all like to sit down for some drinks and entertainment?" Jessie suddenly requested as she re-entered the room. I didn't know what to say, but Stacy was quick to make a comment, "Ooo, entertainment you say? What kind of stunning entertainment does a naughty maid like you have to offer?" I couldn't believe how openly flirtatious Stacy could be sometimes. She defiantly had more backbone than me. I know she said it in jest, but it still made me a little jealous. It would be nice if I could learn to flirt with Jessie a bit better. "Anything my Mistress asks for," she said. She ushered us to the living room, and has all sit down. Stacy and Katie got the couch and I was given the recliner. "So, she'll do anything we ask?" Stacy wanted to confirm. She then added, "anything~" as if to really test it. I was afraid Jessie would confirm that she would, it seems like the type of trouble she'd let herself get into. I interjected, "some drinks would be nice." Jessie left to get our drinks. ----------------------- Megan and Jessie #5 Part 3 By Jappio "Wow, she really is your maid, it must be nice," Katie commented. "Eh, a little stressful..." I said truthfully, not wanting to comment on the truth, I quickly explained myself in a different way, "I mean, I didn't expect her to be so diligent and such. It's almost exhausting to think of things to ask her to do; I mean it's not very natural to be the boss." "Oh, I bet there's a few things you could come up with that you'd love to have her do," Stacy mentioned. I didn't want to know what she meant by it, and chose to ignore it. When Jessie returned, all eyes were on her. Stacy wasn't shy to look her up and down. It didn't look like she was into Jessie or anything; I didn't feel threatened at least. Stacy seemed to take some kind of other enjoyment from it. I think she likes seeing people in tough situations. Even if Jessie seemed perfectly cool with it. Katie was a bit more timid. I could tell she wanted to look, but she usually looked away. She really was a shy girl. I'm sure it was weird for her to have another woman around who was so exposed. "Wow, these are really cute, where'd you get them?" Stacy asked, sticking a finger into one of the loops of the panties. I almost thought she might try to pull the satin down Jessie's legs. "Oh these cute little things? They are pretty great. Yet they are Miss Megan's," Jessie explained. My heart instantly stopped. My face heated up right away. I slowly looked at Katie and Stacy. Both had immediately turned their heads to me. Now the few times that maybe the girls had seen my underwear choice thanks to locker rooms and such, they had seen some pretty plain stuff. I'm pretty shy, and something as kinky as those panties were probably pretty surprising to see me have. Heck, as I said, I never intended to wear them. "Um..." I tried to say something. Nothing came out though. Oblivious to the whole ordeal, Jessie turned and returned to the kitchen, "I'll prepare some food for everyone," she called. Katie and Stacy both looked like they were looking for answer. Katie was almost concerned, and Stacy looked like she knew something was up and she was about to find out something even better. I knew they were looking for more info than just about the panties. I mean that was bad, yet I also explained the outfit was Jessie's choice. Now all of sudden Jessie was wearing my panties. "They were a gift from an old boyfriend!" I lied. "I never wore them once, but Jessie had found them I guess when she was getting changed for the bet... you know Jessie, always forgetting stuff... like her panties..." That last bit wasn't much of a lie, Jessie did go commando a lot. "So I mean, the deal was apron and panties, and I wasn't going to make her go around without, I'm not some pervert!" The two actually seemed to believe the story enough. "Oh, one sec, that was the buzzer! Be right back mistresses," Megan called as she passed us to head to the basement. The washer sounded ready for a new load. "A shame Jessie lost the bet. I think I almost would have preferred to see you squirming around in those naughty little bits of lace," Stacy teased. "You're an ass, you know that," I said, her teasing being tough to deal with sometimes. "I know," Stacy laughed. I tried leading the conversation away for a bit, by turning the TV on. It almost worked, but Jessie returned, and we all noticed something pretty fast. "Whoa, someone lost her panties!" Stacy called out. Instantly Katie and I turned our heads towards Jessie. "Oh, I wouldn't lose Miss Megan's cute panties so easily. They are being washed," Jessie explained. I couldn't believe this... Jessie actually stripped back down to just her apron again! I didn't know how to feel. On one side, my embarrassing panties weren't there for everyone to see now. I also had the perk of seeing Jessie's naked butt again. Of course the bad thing was that Katie and Stacy were right there. "Jessie... umm... are you sure you should be um... I mean..." Katie tried to say. It was nice to know someone else was looking out for Jessie. "Yeah Jessie, you didn't have to," I tried saying. "You said I should get to all your clothes Ma'am," Jessie explained. I didn't know what to say, "I mean... well I didn't... um..." "What would you like me to do next Miss," Jessie asked, doing her little curtsey again, this time everyone else got to see the thigh flashing sight. "Oh, she could do some vacuuming if she hasn't already?" Stacy said, quickly taking charge. Jessie though looked at me. "Is that what you would like Miss Megan?" Although I didn't have to agree, I did sort of want to diffuse the situation some. So I let her get to that. Tension was rising again, and I tried to calm things down. Jessie had something going in the oven, and was getting the oven out. For the next couple of minutes, Katie really learned that Jessie wasn't very shy. Jessie did little stop us from getting looks at her bare butt, or between her legs when her apron shifted. She was so nearly naked in that thing, and it was obvious to all of us. Eventually the pizza Jessie was making was done, and she served us it. Again, she excused herself from us. As we ate our slices though, Jessie returned, and this time, every one of us gasped out loud. Jessie no longer had her apron on. She was completely naked. "Jessie, your apron?!" I asked out loud. "Hm? Oh, in the wash Ma'am. I finished with the cooking, so I figured I didn't need it anymore," was Jessie's answer. "Classic Jessie," Stacy commented, already undisturbed by it. Katie was staring, open jaw. I couldn't blame her. Jessie was stunning. Well maybe that's not why her jaw was hanging, but that's why mine was. Stacy was surprisingly nice all of a sudden when she offered, "Katie, you think it might be time to go?" Katie had to recollect her thoughts, "what?" she asked. "We have, something do, right?" she almost half asked. I could tell something must have been up. "We also should probably leave these two alone," she said, as if almost hinting something. Again, I didn't want to know what she thought. "Oh yes, I guess we should. It's been a lot of fun guys!" Katie said, getting up. The two quickly said their goodbyes. Jessie and I led them out of the house, Jessie still naked. I couldn't believe she really would do that, especially in front of someone like Katie, but that just goes to show you how little she seems to worry about nudity. With them out the door, I turned towards the kitchen. I needed some air. What I had hoped would make things easier seemed to make things work. Yet it was hard to be mad or upset after spying Jessie cleaning up the table. I know I go on about her beauty a lot, but there is more to her than that. Like for instance, she was going through with her bet and cleaning up after everyone left. She was so helpful and kind. She went into the kitchen, and I followed. "By the way, thanks Jessie. I mean it's a bit weird, bossing you around, but you're a real sport, you know that," I said. "I really mean it, I love having you over," I said. I was almost trying to tell myself I should be honest with her for once. I wasn't able to make it happen, and turned to my side, unable to look her in the eye. "Of course Miss Megan, anything for you. By the way, I've been meaning to do this," Jessie said as she approached me. I didn't know what was going on, but my naked maid got really close to me. Jessie actually started to embrace me! Without a single word, Jessie had her arms around me. "Jessie..." I said, feeling her bare chest on my arm. She was so close to me, this was something else. "Yes Ma'am?" she asked. Her hands began to slide along the waistband of my jeans. They focused on the button. "What are you doing?!" I asked. Jessie looked at me and smiled. "Why what I'm supposed to do Miss Megan. I am your servant today. I am to perform every task I can to make you happy. I must perform every service that is physically possible for me to do." After a line like that, and her lowering the zipper on my jeans, I didn't know what to do. "Jessie! You, you don't have to do that!" I said in a panic. Yet even though that's what I said, I didn't physically try to happen. I know I said I can speak Jessie-ese, but right now what she said could only be exactly what she said. She started to pull my pants down my legs till they were pooled at my ankles. This was all moving so fast. Jessie was able to stare right at my blue cotton panties. "Miss, please lift your legs," Jessie requested. My brain was on autopilot, and I did as she asked. She took my pants from my legs in moments. I then heard the front door open. "I forgot my phone!" Stacy called out as she came inside. I was right near this little half window that was between the kitchen and living room. Stacy could thankfully not see a single thing below my stomach. "Keep hidden; don't let her know you're here!" I whispered down to Jessie. I just knew that if I didn't say that, she'd give us away. I couldn't believe I was so close to one of my dreams and Stacy had to come and ruin it. "What was that?" Stacy asked. "Oh, nothing!" I said as Stacy began to look around the couch for her phone. "Where's that naked maid of yours anyways?" "Who, Jessie? Um... she's... cleaning the floors and stuff..." Just as I was saying this, I felt Jessie's knuckles against my waist. Her fingers were burying into the waistband of my panties! I tried to give her the evil eye, but Stacy was looking my way, so I didn't want to look down at Jessie suspiciously. "Cleaning the floors? What, are you making her do it with her tongue and that's why she can't say hello to her friend?" I knew it was a bad lie, but there was too much happening. My heart was beating like crazy. Just below me, Jessie was pulling my panties down slowly, as if not to make a sound. Then on top of it, I was scared with how close Stacy was with the "Cleaning with her tongue" comment. I shivered at the thought. I wonder if Jessie would go so far to actually do that, with Stacy there. I didn't know how to stop any of it though. As I tried to mumble out an answer to Stacy, Jessie had my panties at my thighs. Jessie was getting an up close view of my lips and everything. "OH... umm... Jessie was mopping here, but is um... downstairs with the wash now! It's probably too loud to hear you..." "Well, I found my phone, so you behave and do anything with her I wouldn't!" Stacy teased as she turned to leave. Jessie was at that moment holding my hip in one hand, and had a hand on my thigh. My panties had hit the floor, and Jessie was rubbing my thigh and hip. It was such a tease, but it kept me standing. "Bye again Stacy, have fun!" I called out as she left. Jessie had now gotten the panties from my feet. I stood bottomless in the kitchen, her kneeling right in front of my naked lower half. "Jessie... you really aren't going to..." I tried saying. I really couldn't believe this was happening. "What, clean with my tongue?" She asked, having heard Stacy of course. ------------------ Megan and Jessie #5 Part 4 By Jappio Oh my god! I couldn't believe she'd ask me like that. Was I supposed to say yes? Did she just want to hear me say it out loud? Oh my god, I don't know if I could handle that. Yet maybe that's what Jessie always wanted. Maybe Jessie would like me more if I told her to do stuff like that. She might actually be a submissive like she's been playing all day. Jessie began to rise. She started to push my t-shirt up my body. I was wondering if she was going to strip me. "I don't know if you really want me to clean with my tongue. It would take me awhile, and I have a lot of things to do," she explained. Now it was like she was playing hard to get, trying to get me to beg for it. "Well... no... I wouldn't make you do that," I blurted out. I really wouldn't want to make her do it if she didn't want to. "Then in that case," Jessie said, pushing my shirt up over my head. She was quick to get to my bra. I was in such a daze that I hardly had the mind to fight her off from stripping me naked. I wanted that in so many way after all. "I will draw you a bath and wash these for you," Jessie finished. I was suddenly somehow more lost. At least moment before I had thought I knew what was happening. Now I wasn't sure at all. "Wait, what?" I asked. "Well Ma'am, I figured you might like a bath. So I'll take your clothes to be washed and kill two birds with one stone," Jessie explained. Without thinking, "What about..." I was able to stop myself. "What about what?" Jessie asked. She looked me over. I was now blushing as I covered myself. I should have known better. Jessie wasn't at all planning to do anything sexual with me. I couldn't believe how dumb I was. "Oh, you mean clean the floor? Well I though the tongue thing was only a joke, but if you wanted me to clean the floor too I could." I was so thankful for Jessie's ability to completely glaze over stuff sometimes. "No, I don't think they need cleaning. I was just mistaken about something. A bath would be nice." I kept my body covered as I went to go sit down. I would have put up a fit about being so undressed, but after what just happened, I needed a break, and a bath would be nice. So Jessie set up a bath, and set up the laundry as well. She told me the bath was set for me, and I went inside. As I shut the door and made sure I had a towel ready, I tested the water. Jessie had put some bubble bath in, and the water temperature was perfect. I had to admit having someone pamper me had been nice. Then I heard a knocking. "Miss, why did you lock the door? Wouldn't you like me to wash you Miss Ma'am?" My heart went right back to its erratic beat. "No thanks! Just attend to the clothes!" I lay down in the tub, and tried to re-relax myself. However it wasn't long till thoughts of Jessie joining me in the bathroom, bending over so she could wash me... her hands all sudsy, running over my sensitive skin. I was actually quite sensitive. The day with Jessie had been crazy. After all the moments, and all the naughty visuals, and just in general being so close to Jessie, I was a bit on edge in more ways then one. Megan & Jessie #05 So keeping as quiet as I could, and with the privacy of the locked door, I let my hands sneak to my sensitive spots, running in my head all the things that 'could have been'. After my bath, I was really relaxed. I was in a fantastic mood as I stepped out the tub. I dried off with a towel, and put on the robe that was hung up for me. Jessie greeted me, and I was shocked to see her in just the panties from earlier. I suppose she didn't need the apron, and probably figured I wanted her in the panties by way of my instruction earlier. It was funny, a moment before then I felt super relaxed, but seeing Jessie in just those naughty panties was enough to get my heart going again. Jessie had me sit on the couch again, offering her services to me. I thought about it for a second. "Can I ask that Jessie, my friend, comes to hang out with me for the rest of the night?" Jessie then gave one of the warmest smiles I've ever seen. For a moment, our eyes locked, and I could swear I felt something for a moment. I wasn't sure if it was just our friendship or something stronger, but I didn't need to know what it was, I just knew I liked it. "I'd love to," Jessie said as she sat down next to me. It's weird, even though she was still in my embarrassing underwear, nearly naked, the two of us sort of acted as we normally would. I took my fair share of peeks of course. It was hard not to. However at the same time I was a little less stressed out. I definitely prefer Jessie a little more when she's her carefree self. I'll admit there was some definite fun when she was listening to my every demand, but I like Jessie for being Jessie, so it was nice just being friends finally that day, it's all I had really wanted. So that's how most of the night went. We just joked and talked there, watching TV, doing stuff on my laptop, and just enjoying each other's company. Eventually it got late in the night. Jessie and I were pretty tired from how early we woke up. I was going to have Jessie leave, but she started acting as her maid self once more. "No Miss, I must tuck you in, I was to be the maid for the day, so it's not over till I have you asleep in bed," she said. I let her take me to my room. It was embarrassing when she took my robe off, leaving me naked. I normally don't sleep naked, but I wasn't about to argue with Jessie at that point. Once under the covers, Jessie began to tuck me in. It was super sweet, and it really did make me yearn for days where this might be something the two of us do, living together and taking care of each other. "Anything else Ma'am?" Jessie asked. I was pretty tired by that point. Maybe I shouldn't have said it, but I opened my mouth and said, "Well what could you do for a girl naked in her bed?" I was barely awake. It was tough to keep my eyes open. I didn't even really realize what I said; it honestly felt like I was speaking Jessie-ese now. "I don't know... you tell me," Jessie said, a smile on her face. Perhaps it was the fact I was just about out of it, but I could swear there was something more to the way she said it. However my eyes shut, she closed the door, and she went home. The next morning, I had to finish up a few of her chores. There was still the load of wash with her apron in it that I had to handle. The weird thing was though; I think Jessie forgot to give me my panties back. I wasn't able to find them, which was fine. I never planned on wearing them. I also found it funny that it was most likely all she had on while she went home were those panties. That girl really is nuts sometimes. I secretly hoped that maybe I'd see her in those panties again someday. So yeah, overall, a tad stressful for a bet that I technically won. However, at the same time, maybe I should make more bets with her soon. The End