Janice's Naked Journal

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

Monday, May 5

Brent followed me to the school since I'm headed to BASU after school. We shared a kiss in the parking lot before we headed to our entrances. Ms. Simpson was waiting by my classroom door as usual. I smiled, "Show me you're not wearing panties." She lifted her skirt to show me her bald pussy.

I smiled, "You know,you could just show up naked?"

She nodded with a grin, "Yeah, but I'm really enjoying this. But if that's what you want?"

I smiled, "I'm enjoying this myself. I unlocked my door and she followed me to my desk. I grabbed my scissors and cut a slit in her skirt from the center of her left thigh up to the waistband. Then I cut another slit up the center of her left ass cheek, Then I cut that huge left side panel off at the waistband. Then I snipped every button off her tight stretchy blouse except for one between her nipples. I smiled, "That's good for now. Stop by my classroom after second period." She smiled nodding then headed to open her classroom.

My first two periods went really well. I got my applause, hoots and comments, and took my bow to start each class. It never gets old. When the bell rang ending second period, a minute later Ms. Simpson came quickly into my classroom. I smiled grabbing my scissors.

I cut another slit in her skirt up the center of her right ass cheek to the waistband. Then up front, I cut another slit up the center of her right thigh. Finally I cut that side off at the waistband. She was left with only a loose flap front and back as her skirt. I smiled, "See you with the girls during lunch period." She quickly headed back to her classroom, those flaps bouncing and swaying along the way.

Third period went well. After the bell ending class, I headed to Ms. Simpson's classroom along with the 'Nude for Knowledge' girls. I had my scissors and my BASU iPad with me. Walking in, Ms. Simpson met me at her desk. I smiled and snipped the waistband on what remained of her skirt, leaving her bottomless for the rest of the day.

I got on the BASU portal to check messages. I had one from Tracy, 'Hi Ms. Butler. See you at 4:00. Where should I leave my clothes to meet with you naked?'

I kinda laughed to myself, then replied,'"I'd leave them somewhere secure. Lock them in your car, maybe?'

I also had a message from Sarah. 'Hi Ms. Butler. I just have one afternoon class, but it's right before our meeting. Can I go to class naked?'

I smiled at her excitement, 'If you're positive about doing this, just arrive to campus naked like you'll be doing from now on anyways. No problem.'

It was a few minutes before fourth period and the girls were about leave Ms. Simpson's classroom. I took my scissors and went up to her. I snipped the top straps of her blouse and snipped off the remaining button, her blouse hit the floor. I pushed it a bit, but she was now left totally naked for her afternoon classes.

My afternoon classes all went well. I got my applause, hoots and comments from my students. I could hear the same emanating from Ms. Simpson's classroom down the hall. She's going to love teaching naked.

After last bell I headed out behind my students, locking my door. I met Brent in the parking lot for a kiss. He smiled, "Heading to the Academy to sign the employment contract."

I grinned, "Awesome. I knew you'd get the job. I'm off to BASU. See you at home."

I removed my heels and made the short drive to the campus, parked, then headed to my office with lots of greetings from students along the way. First thing, I took out the picture frame from my desk and framed the proposal photo, him grinning, looking up to me, sliding the ring on my finger. The perfect shot. I set it on the lateral file behind my desk.

I pulled up the message from Mr. Grainger. I printed off twenty blank naked student forms, then retrieved them from the printer in the hall.

Sarah was the first to arrive, her class in the big Math building next door. She stepped in, "What a rush! I'm gonna love this." She told me about being naked in an auditorium classroom. Tracy stepped in, "Made it. Am I late? Like, everyone wanted to stop me and talk."

I laughed, "Yeah, I know what that's like." They laughed remembering doing the same thing to me. I continued, "I have the official process. Anyone woman wanting to do this has to meet with me for approval first, which you've done. But if anyone asks about joining, you can tell them."

Tracy smiled, "Yeah, already been asked. I'll let her know."

I smiled, "There's a form to sign, kinda like in my employment contract. I keep a copy for my records. Security gets a copy for 24 hour verification of your permission to be naked on campus. So if you sign the agreement, you'll have to take a copy to Security in the Student Union."

Tracy asked, "We take it over?"

I nodded, "They'll ask for your ID card and tie the permission to your student number. Now, the administration doesn't want this to be a try and buy kinda thing. Once you've signed, you're committed to being naked at all times on campus, same as me. There's no cancellation clause."

Sarah, "No going back after today, even as a graduate student. Got it."

I asked, "Tracy?"

She smiled, "Oh yeah, I'm loving this already. So, we have to arrive and leave campus naked to not violate the terms?"

I nodded, "Same as me. I gave up clothes altogether." I paused, "The last thing. You two need to create a new BASU official club for naked female students. It validates your reasoning for being naked. You have a support group. Swap stories, ideas and tips about naked life on and off campus. So, from you two, the club name and why. Once you have the name, you can start to promote it. Once approved it'll show on the BASU clubs and activities page of the website and the portal."

I was having fun listening to them bounce club name ideas off each other. I saw Mr, Grainger walk up, stop and peek at the two naked students. He asked, "Any questions of me Ms. Butler?"

I nodded, "Oh, yes. Mr. Grainger, who would I contact about their new club approval?" He smiled, "The club name?"

Sarah stood and faced his way, "Hi Mr. Grainger. We've settled on 'Nudie Nerdettes.' We're working on the club focus description now."

He chuckled, "Love the name. Ms. Butler, I'll send you the proper contacts for club information and submission. I just approved it, and will let them know." Then looking at Sarah, "And you two should do an interview with Sarah at campus news."

Tracy stood and turned, "We'll get right on that. Mr. Grainger, when we get a meeting schedule, is there a place that we can hold meetings on campus?" He nodded, "There are meeting rooms in the Student Union for clubs and other student activities. The concierge at the help desk handles the schedule."

Sarah smiled, "Thank you Mr. Grainger."

He waved and walked off. I handed each of them two copies of the BASU nude student agreement. They read through it together, then both printed their full names and signed the agreements. I signed both copies of their agreements as the sponsor, and one back to each. Get those to Security before you leave campus.

They continued working together on a one paragraph club description and mission statement. They were working on a draft message in the student portal, adding their contact info for the club listing. Once they agreed, they sent the message to me and Mr. Grainger. It was almost 6:00, and we were done with everything. We stood up. I smiled, "No more clothes on campus." They nodded laughing, then headed out. I was on my way a minute later.

Stacy was at the cabin, but Brent wasn't home yet. Stacy came out on the front porch. I could see she was busting to talk about her day. I walked up and followed her in. She started, "Found some laundry to finish, and have dinner going. Glass of wine?"

I smiled, "Yes, please. Then let's head outside and tell me what happened."

Glasses in hand we went out to the pool loungers. Stacy started, "So, it was a different manager that met with me this morning, not the one I've been talking with. He was from corporate with a flashy suit. He steps in and shakes my hand and introduced himself. Then he said, 'I thought you wanted to work naked?' Well, I replied, "With permission of course, yes, absolutely."

Stacy took a sip of wine, "Not the great start I wanted, but I guess he liked my answer. He asked, 'So you want permission to be naked at all times on the job, and the right job, a promotion to a job that accommodates that request, and preferably in the City?' I just nodded, he was so short and defined with the description of my request." She continued, he said, 'You have my permission now.'

Stacy took another sip. "I wasn't sure what to do, but I figured it was a test. I stood up and took off my blouse. He didn't stop me, so I figured I was doing the right thing as I removed my skirt. I removed my bra and panties, all neatly stacked on my desk, then took my seat."

Stacy paused, "He smiled and said, 'Well, I guess you're serious.' He handed me one of his cards and told me, 'Come as you are. Be at my office at noon. We'll introduce you around, give you the tour, and describe the job we have for you. But, us taking the time to accommodate and agree to this nudity request? Right? New job, or decide to stay in your current position, you will work in the nude from now on as you requested, and I just approved.'

Stacy paused, "I told him I understood. I hung around awhile fielding a few phone calls as everyone at work passed by to see, yes, I was naked. I gathered my clothes and left in plenty of time to make my appointment. I parked in the garage and found the connector to the tower. I was able to avoid the busy lobby, taking an elevator to the twenty second floor."

I asked, "Is it close to David's place?"

Stacy nodded, "Three long blocks, the other side of the bridge. Closer than David's office. We passed by it walking to visit his office." She paused, "Anyways, off the elevator just one set of doors, a glass wall to reception. The receptionist was expecting me, took me to a corner conference room, all glass exterior walls."

She paused for a sip, "Then it got better. He came in the room with the head of HR. She had me sign a nudity on the job add to my employment contract. Then he started to describe the job, Manager of Wholesaler Relations. I'm the primary contact for huge and nationwide wholesalers that stock and promote our products. It's an office job, primarily Zoom meetings and phone calls. He did warn me, 'It rarely occurs, but, if a wholesaler wants a hand shake meeting on-site, you have to figure out how to get there and make the meeting, on the job naked as you requested."

I smiled, "Every job has its challenges."

She laughed. "So, much better pay, an office with a glass wall, and I got the naked tour and introduced to everyone that works there. I start Monday morning. This week I'm still doing my product representative job visiting large commercial contractors, getting them to use our solar products. They're all in northern California."

I asked, "But you're working naked now?"

She smiled, "Yeah, I'll be making the visits naked. I hope it's okay, me staying here all week. I'll move in with David over the weekend."

The driveway alarm went off. I got up to greet Brent. He was all smiles, "It's done." I gave him a huge kiss on the front porch, "Stacy has dinner cooking. She had quite a day, but got a big promotion. Between the two of you, it's a big evening. Ready for a glass of wine?"

Brent smiled, "Absolutely. As soon as I get out of these clothes."

I smiled, "C'mon, I'll help."

We spent the evening getting Brent caught up on Stacy's job, eating delicious chicken parmesan, hearing all about Brent's job and terms, and about the 'Nudie Nerdettes.' We skipped grading homework, and hit the hot tub, clinking acrylic wine glasses and celebrating. Stacy got out first, rinsed off and headed in to call David.

Then I climbed over Brent and stood in the footwell. I had him get up so I could bend over the double recliner seats resting my head and arms on the edge of the tub. I spread my legs wide, "Fuck me like an animal and celebrate."

All he had to do was see me bent over like that, soaking wet, water dripping off my body, spread wide, he was hard enough to enter. He went all the way in on the first stroke slapping against my body. I let out a loud "UMPHHHHH," followed by moaning. He stroked long and hard, holding me in place with his hands on my hips, slamming me, driving me and my waves crazy.

I kept thinking to myself "Hold on. Not now. Wait for that twitch. He was groaning loud in a deep tone as I moaned. He kept slamming me, then the twitch. I let go, went over the edge, with a loud scream and a massive orgasm. He let out a "BWAHHHHHHH," followed by an "UHHHHHHHHH," with each shot of hot cum as he exploded, slamming me with each shot.

I was about to collapse, but Brent held me up, his arms under my waist. I got out, "God, that was hot." Then I grabbed my first big breath of air. Brent helped me out of the hot tub and to the shower. We rinsed off thoroughly then closed up outside and carried stuff in.

As I'm slowly going up the stairs, I stopped with my naked ass in front of his face, "We should discuss wedding plans this weekend."

He put his hands on my ass, "That sounds great. Now upstairs, before I get hard again."

I laughed, "Lets save some for tomorrow." I started climbing the rest of the steps. We finished our nighttime routines and curled up tight, his hand on my ass.