Janice's Naked Journal

** All characters mentioned or named in this story are 18+ years old. **

Sunday, May 4

I woke up to the ringer of my phone. I was still on top of Brent, held in place by the grip of his hands on my ass cheeks. I had a text from Stacy, 'We just woke up. Coffee and pastries before we hit the road?'

I replied, 'Brent still has a pulse. Text you when we're ready.'

Brent woke up. I showed him the text, "Good morning. Coffee and pastries."

I made us some in-room coffee to get us going. Then we headed to the bathroom for our morning routines. Brent wore another pair of cargo shorts and one of the Morro Bay t-shirts. I was naked except for my old flip flops. I texted Stacy, 'Meet you outside.'

We met in the hall at the top of the stairs, Stacy naked except for sandals with a bit of heel. We made a stop to look at the posted menu of another interesting restaurant, for another trip sometime. The waitress waved at us when we stepped in the coffee shop, the cell phones coming out. We ordered at the counter and could feel all the eyeballs staring at our naked bodies, our asses, then headed out back to the deck.

Some more cell phones came out as we made our way to a table. We were just sitting down when Stacy's phone dinged. It was a text from the manager she talked with, 'Hold off on travels this week. Meeting in your office tomorrow morning.' She read it to us, then, "Maybe he found a job idea for me? Maybe I'm fired?"

The waitress arrived with our coffees and pastries. She smiled, "Have a little confession to make after meeting you two yesterday."

Stacy and I smiled, "What did you do?"

She looked right and left, then she lifted her skirt way up and flashed her bare pussy, her bare ass exposed behind her. She wasn't wearing panties. I smiled as Stacy clapped, "That's how it starts. It's addictive." She made a complete turn to show us her naked ass, flashing the other tables her bare ass pussy before she left our table.

Stacy became deep in thought. She'd never been held back from a trip before. Her mind was spinning. But David was looking at the possibilities, "Corporate Headquarters is in the City, right?"

Stacy nodded, "Never been there, but yeah. That's where HR, legal, accounting, marketing, IT, and contract sales to major wholesalers are. San Jose is sales to contractors and end users, engineering, order fulfillment, distribution, and some manufacturing are located."

David smiled, "Maybe they have a move to Corporate in mind? He wouldn't hold you from traveling over a different position in San Jose."

She agreed with a smile, "Yeah, it's gotta be good. I hope. I asked for a lot!"

After our coffees and pastries, we made the walk back to the inn, people watching, cell phones out. We took our time packing then met down at my Jeep. We were soon on the road with the roof open, heading home. We made the same stop for gas. Stacy and I went in the convenience store for a restroom break, people pumping gas, people in the store watching our every move. The cell phones were out in full force.

When we arrived at the apartment, Stacy decided to get office clothes from the apartment and stay with us tonight. She had to be in San Jose by 8:00am. She was driving David home, and having dinner with him first.

Brent and I headed home. After unpacking, and getting laundry started, we headed out to the table. I had grading to do, and Brent had two days worth. We got started. When I finished, I fired up the grill and headed to the kitchen. I put together a chicken dinner with asparagus and a Whole Foods pasta salad side. Brent was still busy catching up.

With the food on the grill, I got on my iPad. I sent a message to Mr. Grainger, 'Hi Mr. Grainger. About our discussion about the naked female students at Sunny Glen. I was approached by the two BASU students wanting to attend naked. How do I help them, if at all possible? Meeting them tomorrow at 4:00pm. Thanks - Janice'

Brent took a break and he managed to eat my cooking. It wasn't bad, but Brent has real talent with the seasonings and timing. Then he had less than an hour of grading left.

I went back to the BASU portal. I had a reply from Mr. Grainger, 'Hi Ms. Butler. Been expecting this since your interview came out. With that, here's how it would work: 1) Female students only, 2) They need to all go through a faculty sponsor for approval, which I assume would be you, 3] Attached is the form required by legal from each naked student to fill out and sign, 4) You keep a copy for your record of approval, 5) They take a copy to Security in case verification of naked student approval is required, 6) Emphasize this decision is not reversible, 7) I would recommend creating a BASU club for these students, even if it only meets once a month. They can use it on their academic resumes. You're in charge.'

I sat back and thought it through. I'm taking on the responsibility for this. And, I have to figure out how to create a new official BASU club. In any case I now knew what to get done.

I went inside, to Brent's printer in the pantry. After putting in 5x7 photo paper and switching the mode, I printed a copy of my favorite proposal photo. I have my first photo for the office. After resetting the printer for regular printing, I set the photo by my bag for tomorrow.

Brent had finished grading. I had both kitchens clean and laundry nearly done, just some towels in the dryer. I headed over to the hot tub and folded back the cover. We got in to relax a bit, especially Brent after all that grading.

The driveway alarm went off a few minutes later. We knew it had to be Stacy, and sure enough, a few minutes later she joined us in the hot tub. She felt better about tomorrow. "My meeting could only be good news," she smiled, "It doesn't take canceling a trip and a meeting to say no."

After awhile she rinsed off at the outdoor shower and headed to her room. We closed up the hot tub and headed to the shower. The warm water mixed with the chilly evening air felt great. I gave Brent a long passionate kiss, then another long, deep passionate kiss. It's so easy for me to get him hard. I wrapped my arms around his neck so he could lift me and pin me against the wall. Holding me up by my ass cheeks, I wrapped my legs around his waist.

I sucked in a big breath of air as he worked his dick in with one firm stroke. It felt so good. Then he started long firm strokes. He had my waves building quickly. I let out a soft scream as the first orgasm hit. He kept stroking firmly through my orgasm, groaning, not slowing down, I'm catching a breath when I can, keeping my waves going. His groaning became deeper as I awaited that twitch of his dick. I was so ready for it trying to hold back another orgasm.

Then it happened, that twitch, and I let go with a loud scream. Brent exploded, blasting shot after shot of hot cum deep inside me. I finally drew a deep breath of air as he slowed to a stream of cum, his groan turning to an "ahhhhhhh." I gave him a long kiss as he lowered me to my feet.