AFN part 18

When I first came here I meant just to write about the events that I am about to recount to you now. My plan was to mention in brief my student nurse days and not to mention the warehouse at all. My reason for what I thought would be a short history lesson was to make it clear that what I am about to tell you about did just happen out of the blue one fine day when a pre menopausal woman went native.

To bring you up to date in my life. To set the scene. My husband had left me. That I could have coped with he had become a miserable bugger of late. But he went off with nemesis junior. The practice I was working at decided to take over the practice which shared our building when its two senior partners decided to retire. Level one doctor. Our senior partner also decided to retire so it seemed natural to combine given that patient numbers had declined but also elderly patients with lots of health problems had increased. The practice manager of the other practice had retired at the same time and our practice manager who wanted to retire was persuaded to say on until the practices had successful merged at which time there would be a new practice manager appointed. Now until the merge I was in line for the post. But after the merge the senior nurse from the other practice who had been in line to be practice manager there was also now after the job. There wasn’t enough work for two senior nurses so we tended to get in each others way. The other aspect of all this change was that the building the two surgeries where in was refurbished. Instead of two changing rooms, two mess rooms two lots of staff and two lots of public toilets and two shower rooms etc only one was needed. The freed up space could be used to provide more facilities to the locals so that they didn’t have to travel awkward miles to main hospital or treatment centres.

Our practice had always raised funds for various local charities which provided much needed support for the local communities. One such charity needed to overall their building. It was decided that we help raise funds. So various sponsored events etc where planned. I’ve never really been into sponsorship events but I thought I’d do my bit for quite selfish reason getting points to get a certain job.

The other senior nurse had the same idea and we get into a competition over how much money we could get in pledges. We didn’t have to do anything just get people to give willingly. Well I was sitting in the rest room and said I had raised just on £100. The other senior nurse said that she’d raised just over but was sure she was going to double it. I said I was sure that would be impossible but if she could I could. This went back and forth until one of the nurses said what you to really need is some motivation a certain other member of staff had raised nearly £1,000 from a bike ride around a rather large set of moors.

The other senior nurse had to ask what sort of motivation and the nurse said that I’d been motivated once to raise a sum of money from a sponsored run by having a side bet that if I lost the race by coming in after another person I had to streak the reception area. The staff present from the other practice suddenly started to take note. The senior nurse just said she knew all about shower room doors and streaks and had seen me naked once through a window and then looked at our female doctor and one of the other admin staff and indicated that she had seen them too. Then another member of the practice said that she seen heard from her sister that I had streaked the warehouse yard. I knew her sister quite well and she had seen me at least twice having to do a treat or payment. The senior nurse from the other practice said if I wanted to humiliate myself further she would happily take the wage because she was going to win. The female doctor said what’s the wager.

The senior nurse said, “If we raise less money than each other we’ll streak reception.”

The female doctors said, “I have a better idea if you raise less money than (a certain person who had already raised a large sum of money) you have to do the streak around the full corridor. That way you will both be motivated to do your best because that was (first nurse to suggest it) was getting at wasn’t it {name again}”.

The first nurse nodded.

It was agreed.

Well I set off quite well and raise nearly another £100 in the three days left of that week. On the Sunday at dinner with daughters I mentioned the raising of the pledges and asked what they where putting in. My number one daughter said that she had a fool proof way for me to raise more money than anyone. I should use the people at the ware house. I said I was going to ask next week when I was there. She then said in front of my younger daughter who knew about things but didn’t like us mentioning things that what she had in mind was for me to do the outside figure of eight streak for sponsors. I laughed.

Truth was when she mentioned it I was all electrified by the idea. Just as I was when the idea of streaking around the surgery had been raised. I fantasised but thought no more about it.

I arrived at the ware house and did my shift. At the end I was updating the files in administration when the MD’s wife, my daughter and nemesis who was now really hated not just disliked appeared. Daughter was carrying a bundle of papers.

“Here” she said holding the papers out.

Since I did not recognise them I asked what they where.

“Your sponsored streak forms” she said.

I blushed and choked on a laugh but started that tingling.

“very funny” I said.

“NO. Look. See how much” she said turned to the back of the bundle which had a grand total scribbled on it.

I was a very large sum of money. I mean large. Not hundreds but thousands. Well I could turn that down. Not for the sake of winner but because that would be a great amount of money for the charity. So I begrudgingly agreed.

Well the sponsorship had taken on a life of its own. People had offered more for special requests. Not all of which could be simultaneously performed. So my daughter, MD’s wife and Nemesis had brokered a deal about how the streak was to occur.

1) It was to be on a Sunday afternoon when the surrounding companies would be closed and public traffic would be reduced just to lost motorists. Also we could control who was on sight to just those that had paid up their sponsorship or in the case of any unexpected drivers would be likely to pay up to see.
2) I was to come dressed in a particular way and strip in a particular way in a particular place, that was a bit much for me but what could I do
3) I had to do the streak with my hands cuffed or tied so there was no possibility of me covering.
4) I had to walk not run a particular routes which was a bit more than the usual figure of eight type circuit.

I arrived at the ware house at the agreed time and proceeded to my office. My daughter had travel with me and had called ahead to announce my arrival. There was already a crowd of none working staff who had come to see the big event. MD’s wife and nemesis where waiting in the corridor out side my office.

We went in to the office and MD’s wife began the proceedings with the agreed kit check.

“Okay take off the cape and put it over the table” she said. I took off the nurses cape and put it over the table.

“Now your heels” she said and I complied. I didn’t really want to get into a argument with her. My juices where running and I wanted to not do the streak as much as doing it as much as having that lovely post naughtiness feeling.

“Now the belt” I removed it.

“Now the cap” I removed it.

I hadn’t worn full uniform in years.

“Now the apron” I removed it.

“Now the dress” I removed it to be stood in black bra, panties, stockings and suspender-belt purchase new for the occasion. That’s all four items being new not just the suspender-belt I wanted to look my best stripping.

“Okay. I’m dressed as instructed” I said.

“NO” said nemesis we need to make absolutely sure.

MD’s wife smiled “The panties please” she said.

I scowled and slipped them down and off to reveal what the other part of the dress code had insisted upon. It had leveraged and extra £600. I’d shaven my pubes and waxed then silky smooth.

“Okay now” I asked?

“NO.” Nemesis said. “I want you naked”.

“I’m not bloody striping for you” I said.

“We’ll one word from me and your down a £1,000” she said.

I scowled and removed my bra.

“All of it I want you naked and like (hubbies name] liked you!” she said.

My daughter looked startled.

I felt really hurt and if it hadn’t have been for the circumstances I’d have clocked her.

I undid the suspender belt and took it off then the stocking. I stood facing the three of them placed my hands upon my head and spread my legs. The MD’s wife really smiled. “Excellent idea nemesis” she said.

“Okay get dressed” MD’s wife said after a good few minutes of them observing me. I really noticed my daughter looking not at all being shy. That really made me blush and tingle with well naughtiness.

I dressed back into my uniform and they said for me to follow them. We walked across the yard to the old shed. We went in to find a crowd of about 200 hundred plus. Each had at least put a £10 in. The MD centre staged had said what ever the rest put in he’d double it personally. That will give you an idea of what was at stake.

The MD made a speech rather tongue in cheek and said it was over to me.

I’d rehearsed the striping all week following the rules. I slowly reached up under my dress and found the waistband of my black panties and slowly lowered them down my stocking clad legs making as much static as I could cotton pure on nylon. I stepped out and flung them as required into the crowd. One of the young apprentices caught them. He’d not seen me nude before so my heart suddenly jumped a gear when I noticed how many young male faces there where in the crowd. I then realised that there where some none staff in the crowd who’s got in on the act.

I then undid my cape and dropped it to the floor before going for my belt then my apron. Next came the big one the dress. I unzipped it at the rear and shrugged it off my shoulders. I then removed my arms keeping it clutched to my chest. This was someone’s fantasy but I did not know who’s. Next I let it slip slowly down until my bra was reveal then down further until my abdomen was revealed then dropped to gasps has my shaven pubic area came into view. I was already in another place. My heart was pounding like a steam train. I was on a autopilot. I stepped out of the dress and gave the required twirl. Next I removed the bra and yet another twirl. Then the suspender belt and another twirl. Then the heels came off followed by the stockings. It was hard to do this as requested with foot up on a stool and not flash the gash has it had been put in some ones request. I could tell by expressions that some people did see more than I wanted to show.

Now naked accept for the hat I put my heels back on and my daughter came over and cuffed me. This was it I was going streaking. Obviously somebody else’s fantasy.

I walked out of the shed to the starting line that had been erected. I lined up and the MD did the ready steady go. I was off. The crowd spread out around the course and some followed or moved to keep a constant view of me. I walked down the long side of the old shed. At the bottom I turn behind the back of the new shed. At the end of that side I turned up again for the yard. Once back to the front yard I turned to walk up the little hill to the new phase. There I walked across the front of the number 3 shed being very careful as it looked out on to the main road that came in form the trunk road. I then turned down between shed 3 and 4 before turning to walk behind shed four and up its long side between it an the fence that protected it from people entering the site from the lane. I then worked across shed 4 fronts being a little careful because it over look another site before turning down between them. All this was to a chorus of the streaker and cheers and other comments good and bad about my poor naked body. I turned across 3 rears and then up its long side before crossing back to the original site. I then walked across the new sheds front and then down between it and the old shed to walk across its rear before turning up its long side to the gate to go across the car park to the special facilities site. There I walked down the long side of the clean shed before walking along its rear and then between it and the chilled foods shed before walking across its front and down its long side to the main truck entry gate onto the site. People had come out to see me adding to the total number. I walked along its rear then up between the two sheds and along the front of the clean shed.

Now feeling normal the thrill subsiding I walked through the gate and back across the staff car park to the old shed. Crossing the finishing line to great cheers.

My hands where untied and hugs and kisses plus a few pinches where given.

I went back in to the old shed to dress. First I took off the heels then the hat. I dressed in the stockings and then the heels and did a twirl. Next I put on the bra then the panties then the suspender belt. Each person getting the sight they paid for by me doing a twirl. I now put on the dress then the apron then the belt then the hat then the cape. Now done I gained another round of applause and we celebrated with wine and cake an d a small buffet. Once everyone was done congratulating me and taking photographs. Cameras where banded during the streak but I thing some photo’s where taken. I’ve not seen any on the web yet.

The MD presented the check well a supersized cheque you know the type. The company had rounded up the amount making a very large total. I won’t say what it is because there is definitely a picture of me presenting the real cheque on the web.

On Wednesday night we all gathered for a dinner to aid the charity and present our cheques. The first round of cheques where for small amounts under £100. Then about half a dozen cheques for over one hundred but less than a thousand. Then the other senior nurse with a cheque over a thousand but no where near mine. Yes, I had beaten her and shed be doing a streak. I was looking forward to that and signalled as much. She looked very gloom faced. Then I was called up and presented mine. I thought that was it. But no the mistress of ceremonies said that they where now going to receive a major contribution courtesy of the local fundraiser. Well it was in five figures. Not to worry I had won.

Next morning at work when I arrived the staff where all stood around waiting for something. The other senior nurse was stood looking very pensive then I noticed that she wasn’t wearing to much just panties and bra.

“Ah good” said the female doctor “You are here. Your running late” which was true.

“I have missed her streak have I” I asked.

“OH no. We where waiting for you to do it together” she said.

I looked puzzled at her.

“I beat her she streaks” I said.

“I know you beat her but (Name of winner) beat you” female doctor said.

“No I beat her she streaks” I said.

“The bet, read” said the female doctor handing me the signed agreement we’d insisted on because we didn’t trust each other.

I’d forgotten that it was to raise more money than the certain winning person not more than each other.

I was soon stood completely naked next to my completely naked colleague.

The staff male and female having quite a good feasting. Off we set across the reception area and through the door to the staff side. Turned right down the corridor and then after a length of about 60 feet turned right to come along the back wall. The wall that use to separate the two surgeries had been moved and a secure door put in its place. I used my swipe and we passed through. Next it was up the corridor about 60 feet then on to the front of the building about 20 feet then back down to the reception door and through into the reception area. The staff cheering and applauding. We dressed.