The Aftermath Ch. 02

I got out of the car on the road side and walked around the front of it to get in the passenger seat beside him. I purposely didn't look sideways at any of the houses or their twitching curtains, and as soon as I was in Martin drove off.

Neither of us said anything for a while, so I eventually said, "I wish I could be a fly on their wall for a while to hear how Emily was getting on -- do you think she'll be OK?"

"If she is as strong with her mother as she was with that woman in Tesco's, I don't think I would like to be her Mum, do you? I'm sure they'll work it out, anyway, she will let us know later I'm sure. For the time being though, I don't want to think about Emily any more -- apart from since you left work, how was your day then, any problems there?" Martin asked.

"Nope, it's been a smashing day, I've enjoyed every blissful minute of it. Donna didn't get naked today though, so I'll be looking out for her tomorrow since there were no problems with me. And she did talk to me quite a bit today, asking how I was feeling as I was now the only one naked, unlike Friday. I hope she comes naked too tomorrow, it would be nice to have a kindred spirit with me, but I won't be stopping this if she doesn't -- I'm minded of what Emily just said -- I like my body and if I want to show it off -- I should be allowed to, and without hassle too."

Martin giggled, saying "That's the girl I'm so proud of. Go for it Darling, I'll be there for you to be sure, and enjoying it hopefully as much as you are!"

He had put his hand on my pussy and was referring to how wet it was, not to mention the condition of my nipples which were, and had remained all day, stiffly to attention.

"Hmmm, that is something you're going to have to sort out as soon as we get in, methinks." I groaned.

Martin just smiled and continued to lazily play with my pussy, which I must say was well overdue and very much welcomed.

The journey home was uneventful, as was the rest of our evening (except for the stairs getting a bashing -- again!) and we had eaten our dinner and settled down to watch some TV when the 'phone rang.

"I'll bet that's Emily." I said to Martin as I got up to answer it. I was right. "Hi Emily, how did your Mum take to you coming home naked then?" I asked.

All I could hear for a moment was Emily blubbering down the 'phone at me, which wasn't all that unexpected really. When she had calmed down a bit and could actually get some words out, she said,

"My Mum was shocked and, I think, frightened for me, when I walked in, but as soon as she could see I was OK she calmed down a bit..." she sobbed for a little longer then continued, "... and I was then able to tell her what had happened and why I was naked. Not surprisingly, she spent ages trying to get me to go and dress and I wouldn't, at least until I had finished explaining why I was naked and what I plan to do in the future. Eventually, she let me speak -- I told her all about that woman in Tesco's too -- and when I had finished she didn't say anything. She went to make a cup of tea and only when she had poured one out for each of us, she said that she didn't approve of what I was planning, and didn't really want to see me naked and God knows what Dad would have to say about it, but that she was proud of how I dealt with the woman and that if I insisted, she would probably get used to it. That was a huge surprise to me -- I thought she was going to throw me out of the house, but she said she would stand by me if this is what I wanted to do and that the biggest problem would be how much she would worry about me when I was out of the house -- not so much the police, but other people and my safety -- she said I was likely to get raped, especially if I was out on my own, but I assured her that if I could cope with a nasty woman like the one in Tesco's, I could probably cope with anything, and after all I very rarely go anywhere alone -- I'm always with me friends."

She sobbed a little more and I started to ask her what she was going to do now but cut me off, asking "Could I come around to see you tonight, I won't stay long I promise and I know it's getting quite late, but I'd love to talk to you for a while; pleeeease?"

I asked her to wait a minute while I spoke to Martin. I gave him a very quick run down on what she had said and asked if it was OK with him if she came around. He raised his eyes a little but said OK, but he wanted to have an early night if he could. I told her yes, she could come and gave her our address, asking how she was getting here.

"I'll get a taxi, so I won't be long and... thanks Gina, I'm so glad I could talk to you. See you soon." and she hung up the 'phone.

While we waited for her to arrive, I boiled the kettle again in preparation for making a fresh pot of tea when she arrived and told Martin a little more about what she had said. Fifteen minutes later the doorbell rang and Martin went to answer it (spoilsport, I thought) and, as we both expected, it was Emily.

She came bounding into the lounge and, I don't quite know why, but I was surprised that she was still naked, even though I was too, but this was my home and I hadn't travelled half way across town in a taxi and on my own -- she really was living dangerously here, and wrapped her arms around my waist kissing me on the cheek as she did.

"You look as though you're feeling better since we spoke on the 'phone, what's happened now?"

"Oh sorry" she said, "I wasn't crying because I was sad, I was crying because I was happy -- Dad came home and after the obvious questions had been answered, he agreed with what I was doing and said he had always had a hankering for naturism, but had never brought it up with Mum through fear. And when Mum heard that, she seemed to change her attitude a bit and said that we all needed to talk and sort out where our futures lay, but she wanted a few days to think about it. I so love my Dad -- he's fuckin' ACE. Anyway, I want to be ready for our family conversation, whenever that happens, and I thought you would be the obvious people to talk to about it and gather some further information and insight into what you do and how you have managed it, even though I know it's been quite a short time for you but even in that you have a load more experience than I've had." She paused for breath a moment then continued.

"So come on, tell me everything about how you've handled this since you started, and what you have both felt about it. I'm a sponge just waiting to soak up information. By the way, what is naturism?, I've never heard of that before."

"Would you care for a cup of tea, Emily." Martin asked. We both looked at him and burst out laughing -- it seemed such an out of context thing to say -- but it really broke the moment and settled things down from Emily's obviously very excited state.

When she could, Emily said she would love one and wandered over and kissed him on the cheek. "Thank you so much Martin -- you couldn't have said anything better right now I don't think." and turning to me she said, "and you're a lucky bitch aren't you, having a man like this -- he's gorgeous, and I don't mean just in the looks department!"

"Yes, I know" and smiling I added - "So keep your hands off you little witch!" and we both laughed a little more while Martin brought our cups of tea on a tray.

To cut a very long story short, we chatted away and looked up 'Naturism' on the internet and I have to say it was an eye opener for me too. It seemed that there were literally thousands of people like us who tried to live their lives naked, but it seemed too to be a 'closed society' with people mostly only going naked in certain pre-defined areas and occasionally some would go naked at home and at other known but not legal beaches where nudity was tolerated.

If what we were reading was true, and it all seemed professional enough to be so, then why are these people not speaking out about their life choices and trying to get non sexual nudity made legal -- I wondered why people were such wimps and constantly failed to honour their own commitments.

We decided to join the CCBN (Central Council for British Naturism at http://www.british-naturism.org.uk/ ) and investigate more. We also decided that we would look around for a local club that we could join and, even more importantly from my point of view anyway, how we could make this public, gather support for the cause, because I had already proved it was there if approached correctly, and see if we couldn't get the laws changed.

By the time we had finished, and after a few 'phone calls on Emily's mobile from her Mum worried about her safety, it was about 10:30 and Emily decided she had better head off home, promising to show what we had seen to her parents and friends.

Martin asked if he could take her home rather than get a taxi back, but she wanted to get a taxi, firstly, she said, to not inconvenience us further today and because she wanted do it on her own.

We made her promise to ring us when she got home so that we too knew she would be safe. I called a taxi for her and saw her safely into it, making sure that the driver, who's mouth was hanging open and a little worried about picking up a naked girl at this time of night, and after answering the almost inevitable questions he agreed to take her.

Martin and I went back into the house (I hadn't put anything on to go out to the taxi with Emily by the way) and made ourselves a final hot drink before retiring. I was more than ready for bed tonight, it had been a long day -- I wondered what tomorrow would bring and just thought 'Whatever it brings, it's likely to be something new again.'

Life was definitely getting interesting! Martin and I received our expected telephone call and went to bed, where we spooned into each other and slept comfortably all night until the next morning's alarm.