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Monday, 24 March 2014

Karen K 1:2

It was somewhat nerve racking doing a demonstration in a blouse which billowed a bit. It was not my blouse a size to small. It meant that the gaps between button holes where stretched and flesh could be seen if I moved other than stood straight.

The first day went on until 7pm when the guests went off to wine and nibbles then dinner. We went to the bus to go to our hotel. Lynn had my case open before I got in to the bus. She rummaged through it and produced my mini-skirt and boob tube outfit. I hadn't worn this in years and why I had kept it I don't know. Now I wished I hadn't.

Our case where removed to Lynn's car for the journey to our hotel. I found myself in the toilets changing in the the outfit. The guy on the reception desk nearly pop is cork when he saw me. Black mini with black boob tube. Nothing underneath since I hadn't seen any sight of underwear all day.

We arrived at out hotel. We had stayed there before. It was run by a gay couple. They greeted us warmly and we introduced Sue who hadn't stayed before. Despite being gay they both made sure of watching every move I made. The male guests seated in the lounge where distracted from their football game. We where show through to two rooms in the extension.

The guys saying they hoped to see us later. This was no innuendo. I new at that point they would be seeing me. One of them and I'm not sure which one had seen me previously naked from the rear on a streak on the upper floor of the main hotel. "A way to go girl" being the announcement.

The girls changed into civvies after a shower. I was told I could get mine later. We head off around 9 for the local restaurant another regular haunt of ours. The place fell quiet when I walked in. Black heels, boob tube and mini with shock fake blonde top. Still no underwear. I'd looked in my case when carol was in the shower and found it had been removed at some point.

On our return at just past 11:45 we all ended up in the other girls rooms. Lynn pouring us a vodka from supplies brought with her. I new what was coming. A streak but when, where, and how.

Carol soon put me out of my misery. Midnight. It would be down the stairs through the lounge (hopefully empty) across reception to the desk ring the bell and high tail it back.

Time came and I was stripped down. I knew no one would come up the stairs there was only our two rooms up here but I was cautious of not being seen through the glass of the door from the lounge. Once down to it I could see the lounge was empty but still brightly lit.

I pushed the door open to look out to see if I could see or hear any threats to my modesty. The inky black bay ways did not reveal anything beyond them not reflect anything close by.

I went out into the lounge and stood there naked lightly covering my bits and pieces. I started over to the desk. When I got to wear the wall had been removed I looked up the main stairs before dashing across to the counter. I rang the bell and began my run for home. I heard the noise of someone moving from the office to see who was at reception. This panicked me because I hadn't heard a sound and did realise that there was someone in the office.

I made the door to the stairs and just kept going. back in the room I was besides myself with hysterics. On entry I had noticed sue was naked. I then realised it was her first time and she was a semi official member of the hotel streaking club.

Sue went on her way. You wouldn't believe just how loud that bell is. She bounded back up the stairs.

The room phone rang and it was one of the guys. He said that they'd been a ghost or two prowling reception and he'd caught them on video. Would we like to come and see.

Stood in his office in the boob tube and mini with heels Sue in a robe watching reruns of me and sue naked was a entertaining moment.

Once he'd pull our legs and his partner had turned up for a look we found ourselves in the bar with a free drink. I by now was very tied and needed my bed. But not before we'd agreed to a request of the guys for being such good sports over the years. But that's a later tale in the story.

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