Chapter 7 – Nothing Left to Hide

Jemma started working Thursday nights and some weekends at a clothing store that mainly sold surfwear and general summer clothing. She was chatty with her co-workers and began slipping in comments about her preference for not wearing much at home. At first, no one made much of it, and they didn’t realise she meant going naked until one particular conversation about what kind of bathers the girls wore around their family members.

“Oh, when I’m at home I generally don’t wear any at all,” said Jemma.

“Excuse me?” said Chloe.

“I said when I’m at home I don’t wear bathers.”

“Seriously? I was talking about when you’re around your family though.”

“Yes, I know. I live with my parents and I don’t wear bathers when we go swimming.”

“You go naked in front of them?”

“Yes indeed,” said Jemma with a smile.

“Ohhh, okay then, I see,” said Chloe.

Jemma could see Chloe and Samir exchanging glances and trying to process this information.

“So are your family nudists or something like that?” said Samir.

“Nope, just me!”

There was a moment’s silence while Jemma’s work friends came to terms with this. Jemma decided that while she was at it, she may as well tell them more.

“Yeah, I’m actually naked fairly often at home when my parents are around. They’ve become pretty accepting of it. Actually, Mum has started doing it a bit too sometimes. I think I’ve been a bit of an influence on her,” Jemma said with a giggle.

“Really? That’s … interesting, I guess,” said Chloe.

Jemma could see the fascination on their faces and loved it. After this conversation, word spread around to some of the others, who then also questioned Jemma about it. She was always happy to share the information, of course, and began to comment about how much she really enjoyed it. She wanted them to know she loved having fun with it and never wanted to be labelled as some kind of naturist.

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A few months in, Jemma asked her new group of co-workers if they’d like to come over to her place for a few drinks and a barbecue one night. Most of the gang were able to attend, and a date was set. The night she’d chosen was when Peter was going to be away at a work conference.

Jemma obviously arranged this with Sophie and then dropped the fact that she intended to get fully naked in front of all of them. On top of that, after the dinner with Lauren and Adam, Jemma wanted Sophie to join her.

“Wow baby, that is quite a proposal,” said Sophie after hearing this. “Are you sure you want all of your work colleagues to see you naked?”

“Of course Mum, full nudie bum bum all the way!” said Jemma. “And you simply must join me.”

“Oh, must I now?” said Sophie with a smile. “So you see me as your little naked partner now, is that how it is?”

“Umm, yeah, basically. You loved getting naked with me in front of Lauren and Adam, right?”

“Yes. I will say that I did.”

Sophie had definitely crossed the line that night and was now going strong with regular pictures being uploaded to her Bottomless Housewife page. She couldn’t deny that she loved the attention.

“Well great, so I want us to give the gang a full mother and daughter nudie show,” said Jemma.

Sophie laughed again. “You are seriously terrible. So what does this show entail exactly?”

“Well,” said Jemma, “let’s sit down and have a cup of tea and plan it.”

Jemma gave Sophie a wicked, naughty smile and was obviously very excited that anything like this was actually going to take place.

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Tonight, Jemma was ready for the time of her life. She knew she’d be embarrassed when she first took her clothes off in front of this new group of peers, but she was also getting more confident with it. She now fully embraced the fact that she did not care who saw her naked and set herself a goal to show off in front of anyone she could. When she got the job at the clothing store, it was one of the first things that came to her mind. She was going to tell everyone she loved being a nudie and invite them around to her house to prove it.

Sophie was really starting to get in on things too and was influenced by Jemma’s happy-go-lucky attitude. She realised that so far, people had tolerated the naked thing far better than she thought they would, but that was about to be tested tonight.

Her Bottomless Housewife thing was going well, and she had lots of followers who gave her plenty of encouraging comments. She tried to answer everyone as much as she could, and Jemma had finally convinced her to stop blurring her face. Sophie’s followers absolutely loved that development, and all this gave her the confidence she needed to take part in Jemma’s latest naughty plan.

There was a knock at the door around 6:30 p.m. The first guests to arrive were Jasmine, Samir and Tahlia. Jemma answered the door in a red satin gown and no shoes.

“Good evening, guys. Thank you so much for coming,” said Jemma in her bubbly voice.

The three guests said hello, and Jemma led them through the foyer and past the main archway to the lounge room. As they passed, Jemma stopped to introduce her new friends to Sophie, who was doing some cleaning.

The guests turned in Sophie’s direction, and their jaws dropped in complete surprise. Sophie was facing the wall, dusting one of the shelves, and had absolutely nothing covering her bottom half. On top, she was wearing a pink lace bra.

Sophie turned to greet the guests and said, “Oh, hi guys, I’m Sophie. Nice to meet you.”

Not wanting to be impolite, Jemma’s friends returned the greeting, although they were obviously nervous. They certainly had not been expecting to see Jemma’s mother doing the housework with no pants on, and as she now stood facing them with her pussy out and a big smile, there was a moment of silence. Sophie’s thick pubic hair had been neatly trimmed into a short rectangular patch, a nice fresh look for the invited guests.

Jemma broke the silence and showed the guests through into the kitchen area, where she invited them to sit and offered them a drink. They were obviously still in some level of shock after what they’d just witnessed, and they also thought Jemma’s attire was out of the ordinary, to say the least. She wore her satin gown fairly loose, revealing a healthy amount of cleavage and making it fairly obvious she wasn’t wearing a bra.

Before long, the doorbell rang and the rest of the group arrived. Jemma opened the door and greeted Chloe, who was with Mark and Lachlan. As they walked past the living room archway, Jemma again stopped and introduced them to Sophie, who was now doing some vacuuming. All three guests were obviously shocked at the sight of Sophie’s exposed pussy, but Jemma noticed that both Chloe and Mark had smiles on their faces.

After that, she showed them through to join the others in the kitchen. They sat down and exchanged glances with each other, still coming to terms with having seen Jemma’s mum with no panties on.

Jemma then put out some more snacks and offered the rest of the group drinks.

“Oh God, yes please,” said Lachlan, who appeared to be the most shocked out of everyone.

Jemma giggled and poured him a bourbon and Coke, which she knew he enjoyed. She was actually quite the host, and the family had a good selection of alcohol ready for their guests. Jemma also loved to cook, and she had personally made all the hors d’oeuvres that were on the table. She poured drinks for the others, and they all began to chat amongst themselves as the vibe became more relaxed.

Then, with no warning whatsoever, Jemma removed her gown and hung it on one of the hooks in the kitchen, just like she was removing an apron. Underneath, she was simply wearing a tiny black G-string with nothing but a very thin strap at the back. The material at the front was mostly sheer, with a floral lace pattern that just obscured her pussy underneath.

Jemma’s big tits were now out in full view for all her co-workers to see, and as they cast their eyes in her direction, the look of shock returned to their faces.

Mark was the first to speak.

“Holy fuck,” was all he said.

Chloe spoke next. “Jesus, Jemma! What the fuck?”

That was enough to convey the thoughts of the rest of the group.

“What?” said Jemma with a beaming smile.

“Why the fuck have you got your tits out?” asked Chloe.

Jemma giggled. “Well, this is just how I am when I’m at home.”

“Really? Even when you have people over?”

“Yep, most of the time.”

Lachlan, who had immediately looked away, looked back again.

“Whoahhh,” he said. “That’s... holy shit.”

Jemma was prepared and grabbed a plate of sausage rolls that were fresh from the oven. She felt the warm feeling of embarrassment in her face and was starting to get that familiar rush that she loved so much. She did her best to calm her nerves and continue on confidently.

“I can’t wait for you guys to try these,” she said. “I made them myself. I really hope you like them.”

With that, she placed the sausage rolls in the centre of the table.

“There’s tomato sauce and sweet chilli there too. Help yourselves, guys.”

The group looked at each other in stunned amazement. Some of them were trying not to look at Jemma, while Chloe, Mark and Samir continued staring at her.

After a few moments, the conversation resumed, and Jemma noted that no one had actually objected to her having her boobs out. They had not seen her G-string from the back at first, until the conversation was interrupted by Mark.

“Jee... sus Christ!” he said in a half whisper.

Everyone looked over as Jemma was bending over to put something else into the oven. At that point, the guests saw that the strap of Jemma’s knickers hardly covered anything, and they all had a pretty clear view of her lovely bare ass.

Then the doorbell rang again, and the group could hear that Sophie had answered it and was chatting to someone. Moments later, Sophie entered the kitchen with Lauren.

“Hey guys, how’s it going so far? This is my good friend Lauren,” said Sophie.

“Nice to meet you all,” said Lauren with a pleasant smile.

Sophie was standing there in her pink bra and bottomless state, while Lauren wore a characteristically sheer summer dress. This one was plain light blue, and her white underwear could clearly be seen through it. She also had a G-string on, but it wasn’t quite as tiny as Jemma’s.

The group all said hello to Lauren, then exchanged glances with each other once more, as if to say, What the fuck kind of household have we turned up to tonight?

They also noticed how casual Lauren was about the nudity, which made them realise it was clearly nothing she hadn’t seen before.

As Sophie walked out behind Jemma, she noticed her G-string. The deal between them was that Sophie would have nothing on her bottom half and Jemma had to wear panties until after dinner. Sophie had put this rule in place because she wanted some attention too and thought that her stunning daughter would steal the show if she let her have her way. When she saw the G-string, she knew Jemma had done her best to stretch that rule.

Sophie wasn’t to be outdone, though, and after all the guests were seated at the table, instead of sitting down, she stood with one foot up on her chair and spoke to the group. With her lovely pussy now clearly exposed to everyone, she began casually running her hands up and down her slender thighs and over her bum.

“Thank you for coming tonight, guys. Is there anything I can get for anyone? Another drink perhaps?”

No one needed anything for the time being.

“Okay then. Well, if you do want anything, don’t hesitate to ask, okay? I want to make sure that you all feel right at home.”

As she spoke, she slowly caressed the pubic hair above her vulva.

Oh wow, Mum, you are really getting into this, thought Jemma. She knew this provocative display so early in the night was a direct reaction to her tiny G-string choice.

Hmm, two can play at that game, Jemma thought.

Jemma’s choice of drink for the evening was Champagne, although she’d been sipping at the same one since the guests arrived. She was a confident, bubbly girl and didn’t really feel like she needed to drink to be sociable. She felt that alcohol just took away the embarrassed, edgy feeling she got when being naked in front of new people, and she didn’t want that to happen for a second.

Because of her deal with Sophie, she knew she mainly had her tits to work with at this point, and that being the case, a little idea came to mind.

After a while, the group had returned to chatting amongst themselves, and Jemma was turned side-on to Mark, talking about a car he was doing up. She couldn’t care less about the car, but pretended to be interested so she could show off while he spoke. As he explained what kind of carburettor he’d purchased and the details of the exhaust system, Jemma softly pinched and played with her nipples as though it was a subconscious bodily reflex. She noticed Mark doing his best to keep a straight face and continue the conversation, pleased that she was getting the desired response.

Then she topped up her glass so it was nice and full, and after a few moments, she decided to make her move. As she was holding her Champagne, she pretended an insect had flown in front of her, and while trying to shoo it away, she lost her grip and spilled the glass. Bubbly Champagne splashed onto the top of one of her boobs and began trickling down over her nipple. She then made such a fuss that everyone at the table noticed.

“Oh no! Dammit,” she said. “I was really enjoying that.”

Instead of wiping herself clean, though, she took the opportunity to continue the show.

“Well, I guess there’s plenty more where this came from,” she said, mainly looking at Mark. “Perhaps I should even things up.”

And with that, she poured the remainder of her glass all over her chest. Both breasts were now dripping with bubbly Champagne, and Jemma giggled to herself.

No one else laughed. They just stared in amazement at their crazy new work colleague.

“Hmmm, tough crowd,” said Jemma, then continued asking Mark more about his car, the Champagne still trickling down over her nipples.

Sophie watched Jemma intently and knew it was all an act, as did everyone else at the table. Again, though, the group went back to chatting, but Sophie knew it was now her turn to make the next move.

After finishing her conversation with Lauren, she got up and walked over to sit next to Samir. Having noticed that he had a tattoo on his forearm, she struck up a conversation about it. Samir explained where he’d had it done and what it meant to him, and then Sophie informed him that she had a tattoo as well. Hers was fake, a little Cupid with a love heart. She’d put it on her ass cheek earlier in the day specifically for an opportunity such as this. It was a well-planned idea, and she thought she’d find an opportunity to use it one way or another. If not, it looked fucking cute anyway.

“Yeah, I’ll show you,” she said after mentioning the tattoo.

She then stood up, bent over and basically stuck her bare bum in Samir’s face. Then she pointed to the tattoo.

“See? Isn’t it cute? I just love this little guy.”

“Umm, yeah, it’s cute,” said Samir, obviously knowing it was fake.

Sophie then twisted around and bent over again to show Chloe and Tahlia, whose eyes both went wide as they were confronted with Sophie’s ass and a rear view of her pussy.

Chloe giggled. “I see, haha. It’s a fake one!”

“Yes, you got me,” said Sophie. “But it’s still very cute.”

She then sat back down on her chair and looked over at Jemma, as if to say, Your turn! Jemma just looked back at her, smiled and rolled her eyes. Well played, Mum. Well played.

Jemma knew that to keep up at this level, the G-string just had to come off. Time to get that barbecue going, she thought.

“Hey Mum, would you mind grabbing the meat out of the fridge and I’ll fire up the barbecue?”

“Sure, sweetie,” replied Sophie.

“I’ll help you,” said Lauren.

Jemma then went over to the barbecue and bent over, giving the group a good view of her ass in the G-string. She stayed bent over for as long as possible, pretending the barbecue was difficult to light. Once she finally had it going, she resumed her seat next to Mark and reached for a packet of moist wipes that were on the table.

“Guess I should clean myself up, I suppose,” she said.

Jemma pulled a couple of the wipes from the packet and slowly wiped them all over her tits, doing a very thorough job until every trace of Champagne was gone. Mark watched every moment, and most of the others around the table caught a pretty good view as well.

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Overall, it was a fun night. A few of the guests had become oblivious to the nudity, a few were fucking loving it, and a couple remained nervous but were able to distract themselves by talking to their friends.

The fact was, Jemma was gorgeous and her mother was pretty hot too. Mark and Samir just relaxed into the show before them, while Lachlan was still nervous. He wasn’t offended, he just didn’t have the skills to handle it. Out of the girls, Chloe began to enjoy watching these crazy women flaunt their bodies, while Jasmine and Tahlia were still...