When Elaine Came To Visit


I still remember when I first met Elaine.  I used to
hang out in chat rooms a lot then, and there was this
one that I went to a lot.  My other friend Linda and I
would be talking about... I don't know - things we had
done, little games we played, her with her boyfriend,
and me more stuff I did alone.  The other girls all
thought we were so weird, but even when they signed
off, Elaine would still be there.  At first, she
didn't say much, but eventually, she started talking,
and telling us about how she was working as a nude
model with this photographer named Trevor.  I guess
she thought we'd be freaked out by it, but we weren't.
 Linda's boyfriend is pretty wild, and I'd done some
stuff - sunbathe nude on the roof of my building and
some other things like that.  Anyway, we hit it off
right away, and we've been emailing back and forth
ever since.  Then late last summer, Elaine told me
that she wanted to come up to Michigan where I go to
college, and visit, so I got all excited, and told her
she could stay with me.  We'd been talking about going
to a nude beach or something.  We ended up doing some
pretty crazy things, so I thought I'd write, and tell
you all about it.

The day Elaine was supposed to fly in, I took a bus
out to the airport, and met her at the gates.  I
recognized her right away.  We just took one look at
each other, and it was like 'oh, that's got to be
her.'  She's a lot like how I imagined: a beautiful
smile, a mischievous gleam in her eye, long flowing
black hair.  She had on this flowery billowing sun
dress.  I can see why Trevor likes her so much.  She
really does look like a model.  Typical California
girl too.  She listens carefully, never seems in a
hurry, and talks a bit like a valley girl: "I was like
'I'm from the good part of Encino,' and he was like
'No way!' and I was like ohmigod.  For sure!  Like
totally freak me out!"  OK, well, I guess she's really
not that bad.  (Sorry Elaine.  Just teasing).

Anyway, the two of us headed back to my apartment.  It
was just so good to finally meet her in person.  We've
been emailing back and forth for I guess a couple of
years now, but this was the first time we'd ever met
face to face.  We were both so excited to finally get
together, and we just hit it off so wonderfully.  I
felt like I've known her my whole life.  We talked
nonstop all the way to my apartment.

When we got there, Elaine wanted to clean up after her
flight, so I got out some towels, and showed her where
my shower is.  It must be quite a long flight, maybe
six hours or more.  It was so nice to have her here
though.  I'm so used to coming home from school or my
summer job, and finding my apartment dark, silent and
empty, so it was nice to have some company for a
change.

"Do you want some tea?" I shouted over the noise of
the shower.

"Yeah, sure.  I'll be out in a sec."

I put on the kettle, and then I heard the shower stop.
 She came out into the living room wiping herself off
with a towel.  She had a bit of a tan, but her skin
was white where her bikini had been.  It looked kind
of sexy I thought to have these brown legs and then
this almost snow white bottom and breasts.

"What?" she said noticing me staring.

"No, I just thought... you have a nice body."

She gave me a big smile, and pulled the towel away,
standing there buck naked.

"This is it: the million dollar body," Elaine giggled.
 I glanced over nervously at my open curtains.

"Is that your balcony?" she asked, seemingly not
worried at all that someone might be looking in.  I
walked over intending to close the curtains, but she
came too, and stood there in the window drying her
hair with the towel and not quite covering herself.

"May I?" she said opening the lock on the sliding
glass door.  I felt a shiver run up my spine, because
obviously she wanted to go outside in just the towel. 
My heart sped up a bit.  It was still early, maybe
nine or so, and probably there were still people
walking by on the street coming home from work. 
Actually, I'd been out on the balcony in the nude
before, and I'd even told Elaine about it, so I
couldn't really tell her not to.  She slid the door
open, but I could tell she was nervous too.  She held
the towel against her breasts, letting it hang down
covering her front.  We both stepped out, but there
was quite a breeze, and that made her towel blow all
over.

"Beautiful night out," she said smiling.  Just across
from my apartment, there is a school and some houses
and a garden.  I'm on the fourth floor, and usually
people don't look up, but there did seem to be some
people walking around down below.

"Are you hungry?" she asked.

"Yeah."

"Do you want to order a pizza or something?"

"You're not going to flash the pizza delivery boy, are
you?"

"That depends.  Is he cute?"

"Here put on some clothes, and I'll think about it."

"Oh, Sheri, don't be such a spoilsport.  I thought you
wanted to do something like this."

I let out a sigh.  I'd been looking forward to her
coming for weeks.  I was serious about going to a nude
beach with her, but I wasn't so sure about flashing
the delivery boy.  I guess I don't order pizzas that
often, but it would be pretty embarrassing if my
neighbors heard about it.  Who knows who they might
tell.  Elaine was smiling away, obviously a bit
excited about being naked out on my balcony.

"OK, anyway, let's go back inside," I said, trying to
think how I could get her to calm back down. 
Actually, I knew how she was feeling.  I get that way
too sometimes, but that day, I was in my sensible
mode.

She finally came back in, and sat on one of my stools
drying her hair off with the towel.  She really has
the perfect body - big breasts, an hourglass waist and
sultry hips.  I felt so jealous.  I can kind of
understand why she wants to show it off.  What
surprised me though was that she wanted to do all
these things.  I'd always thought that this whole nude
thing was something Trevor talked her into, but it was
obvious that now she was really into it too.  I don't
know; maybe it reminds her of Trevor.

Her eyes suddenly brightened up.

"OK, I've got an idea.  I won't flash him.  We'll make
it look like it's an accident."

"Elaine!"

"No, no.  I'm serious.  I'll just lie here on your
throw rug watching TV, and drying my hair.  You tell
him you have to go get your purse, and invite him to
come in.  That would seem pretty natural, wouldn't
it?"

"But wouldn't I tell you to put some clothes on before
inviting him in?"

"Pretend like you didn't notice me."  Elaine look so
pleased with her plan, but I was still really worried.
 She finally talked me into phoning the pizza place,
and we sat around waiting.

"You should flash him too," Elaine bubbled.

"I'm not flashing anyone.  I still can't believe I'm
letting you do this."

The door bell finally rang, and I went, and got it.  I
was so nervous my hands were shaking.  I'd never seen
this delivery boy before.  He must have been 18 or so,
a few years younger than Elaine and I.  I just looked
at him, nervously biting my finger nails.

"You ordered a small Hawaiian?" he said with this
bored look on his face.  I was a little bit annoyed. 
I was in a short sky blue sundress, and I was still
all made up from earlier.  He didn't seem interested
in me at all.  I really wanted to call the whole thing
off, but anyway, I had to get my purse.

"OK, just a sec."  I left him there holding the door,
and went back to my room.  Elaine was lying there face
down completely naked on the throw rug in the middle
of my living room floor, smiling away excitedly.  He
could probably see Elaine's bare feet from where he
was standing but not much else.  She motioned for me
to invite him in.  I just glared at her, but she
insisted.  I finally gave in.

"You can put the pizza down on the table if you want,"
I called out to him from my room.  I could hardly bear
to watch.  I couldn't believe Elaine was willing to
show off her body to some guy she hadn't even met
before.  I guess she was thousands of miles from home,
and would probably never see him again but even so...

I couldn't take the suspense though.  I peeked around
the corner just to see what was happening.

"Huh?  Jeezit!" he blurted out when he saw her. 
Elaine was lying face down with her legs spread way
apart, deliberately showing him her pussy.  I felt a
little twitch of excitement myself.  She finally
turned, and looked at him.

"Oh shoot!  Sheri!  Why didn't you tell me..." she
screamed pretending like it was all my fault.  She got
up, and came into my bedroom screaming all the way. 
She pressed her back up against the wall to hide, but
whispered

"He's pretty cute," still grinning.  "Flash him."

"No way!" I whispered back.  I went out, and handed
him the money for the pizza.  "Hey, I'm really sorry
about that.  I'd forgotten she was there."

He was still dumbstruck.  I guess he doesn't get to
see too many girls lounging around in the nude.  I
wanted him to just take the money, and leave, but he
just kept on standing there.  To make matter worse,
Elaine peeked out from the door of my bedroom.

"Sheri, do you know where my clothes are?" she asked. 
I motioned for her to stay in my room, but instead she
stepped right out covering her breasts and pussy with
her hands.  The pizza boy's eyes bugged out wide.  His
face turned so white I thought he was going to faint. 
Elaine walked right out into the room still as naked
as anything.  "I can't find them anywhere."

I grabbed her, and pushed her back into my room and
onto my bed.

"What are you doing?" I hissed under my breath.

"I just wanted to have some fun.  Relax."

I finally got up, and went out shutting the door
behind me, just so she wouldn't try anything else.

"Sorry.  She just woke up, and she's still a bit
groggy I guess."

He snorted.

"That's OK.  I don't mind.  She's gorgeous," he told
me, blushing.  "Your sister?"

"No, she's just a friend visiting from out of town. 
Anyway, thanks for the pizza."  I nodded towards the
door.  He peered one more time towards my room, and
then reluctantly walked back to the door.  He was
still peering over my shoulder as I closed the door on
him.

Once he was gone, Elaine came back out of my room. 
She was giggling like crazy, and really looked so
pleased with herself.

"I hope you gave him a good tip," she joked.

"Oh, cut it out.  I can't believe you did that."

"Is he really gone?  I thought he was just the cutest
thing."

"Oh Elaine.  Stop it."

"Oh, Sheri, calm down, will you?  I know you do things
like this too."

"Not right in front of people!"

"Yeah, maybe not yet.  But you want to.  I know."

I didn't know what to say.  Maybe it was true.  I
envied her bravery.  I wished I could do stuff like
that, but I didn't think I could ever get up the
nerve.

Anyway, we sat down, and ate the pizza.  Elaine just
couldn't stop laughing.  She really thought it was the
funniest thing.  I asked her more about her
photoshoots with Trevor, but she said that was all
more serious.  She had to pose, and try to look sexy
all the time, so it was a lot more like work.  It was
clear that she'd really gotten into the exhibition
side though.  I still felt really anxious about the
whole thing, but she wanted to go out, and do
something else.

"Do you have any iced tea or lemonade or anything?"
she asked.

"No, I don't think so."  I got up to check the fridge.

"Is there like a convenience store near here?"

"There's one, just out in front to the left there as
you come in."

"Let's go down.  I want to buy something to drink."

"You're not going down like that, are you?"

She was still sitting there naked, grinning away like
it was the natural way to dress.

"No, no, just let me get dressed.  I'll just be a
sec."  She went back to my room and opened up her
suitcase.  She had a bunch of summery clothes:
mini-skirts, halters, t-shirts and stuff.  She pulled
out a pair of khaki safari shorts, and stepped into
them.

"What do you think?" she asked.

"They seem kind of loose.  Don't you have a belt?"

"Yeah, but that's the style these days - wear stuff
low."

I was still trying to decide if I thought they were
decent or not to wear outside - you could see half way
down the crack of her behind - when she pulled out a
pink tube top.

"How's this?"

"Khaki and pink?"

"I have an orange one too."

"Khaki and orange?"

"Anyway, that's all I brought.  Don't make fun."

"I'd better change too."

"Why?  You look fine."

"No, I mean into something a little less dressy if
you're going like that."  I pulled out a pair of
drawstring track pants and a fleece hoodie.

"Oh, don't cover up like that.  It's 90 degrees out
for heaven's sake."

"I don't want them to get the wrong idea."

"OK, but don't wear any underwear."

"What?"

"You'll feel more comfortable, believe me."

I looked at her, and she just smiled.  I finally shut
the curtains, and got undressed.

"Elaine, you're something else.  D'you know that?" I
laughed.

"What?  C'mon, it'll be fun.  Live a little."

We headed down to the convenience store.  There were a
couple of clerks and some customers in the store, so I
looked over at Elaine to try to get her to pull up her
shorts.  She just ignored me wiggling her hips back
and forth as she walked.  The clerks started looking
over this way checking us out.

"You're attracting a lot of attention," I whispered.

"Let 'em look.  What do you want to drink?"  She
squatted down in front of the drink cooler.  Her
waistband fell open, and you could see practically her
whole rear end.

"Elaine!" I whispered to try to get her to stop.

"It's my treat.  I owe you for putting me up like this
on such short notice."

I shook my head.

"That's all right.  I was so happy when you said you'd
be coming."

We picked out our drinks, and walked up to the
counter.  A guy and his girlfriend lined up behind us,
and the guy was staring straight at Elaine's ass!  I
moved around to cover her, but he kept trying to peek
around me.  I was glad when we finally got out of the
store.

"Elaine, you really shouldn't dress like that around
here.  It's not like California.  People aren't used
to it."

"I don't know.  Those guys seemed to like it."

"That's what I mean.  They were drooling all over
you."

"Oh, c'mon Sheri, loosen up.  We're here to have some
fun, aren't we?  Those guys don't care how I dress.  I
could walk in there naked..."  We were standing by the
elevator, and just as she said this, the doors opened,
and one of my neighbors came out.  She kind of gave us
a funny look.  I looked down, embarrassed.  Once she
was gone, I said,

"Elaine, keep your voice down, OK?  Heaven knows what
that women thought."  We got on the elevator, but
Elaine just kept on smiling.  Suddenly, she reached
over, and grabbed my track pants.

"What are you doing?" I yelled.

"I just want to see..."  She got a better grip on them
than I did, and yanked them down till they were around
my knees.  I felt mortified, standing there in the
elevator with my pussy and buns showing.  The elevator
stopped, and the door opened.  My heart almost
stopped.  Luckily, there was no one in the hall.  I
finally got Elaine to let go, and pulled my pants back
up.

"Don't do that.  What if someone had been there?"

"Like Mr. Carlaw?  You'd like that, wouldn't you?"

I snorted out a laugh.  Mr. Carlaw was one of my
neighbors who lived on my floor.  He'd caught me once
standing in the corridor in a blouse and not much
else.  I told Elaine about him, and now she seems to
think I have a crush on him or something.  He's
married, for heaven's sake, with a daughter in high
school!

"Anyway, let's just go back inside."

"Oh, you're no fun," she grinned.  We went back in,
and sat down in my living room, opening our drinks.

"Elaine, can I ask you something?"

"Sure."

"Are you a lesbian?"

"No," she laughed.  "What?  Oh, you think 'cause I
pulled down your pants..."

"Yeah, no, if you're not, that's fine."

"Why?  Are you?"

"No.  It's just... well, I'm not used to doing these
kind of things.  You're so keen on flashing the
delivery boy, or showing those people downstairs the
crack of your... your... your..."

"Ass, you can say it."

"And I don't know.  I'm not like that."

"OK, OK.  If I've been pushing too much, I'm sorry. 
It's just that you were all excited about going to a
nude beach, and I thought..."

"Yeah, no, you're right.  I was.  I am.  I'm just
worried, you know, about doing too much stuff around
here.  These are my neighbors, you know."

"Yeah, I know how you feel.  When Trevor and I first
started working together, I was really freaked out
about it too.  I was really worried that someone I
know would find out I'd been modelling...  I guess
I've gotten used to it more lately.  Now it seems kind
of fun, exciting.  Do you know what I mean?"

I looked down for a minute, and then I smiled.

"Yeah, I do know what you mean."

"See, that's the spirit.  That's the Sheri I know, and
love."

Anyway, we stayed up chatting for a while longer, and
eventually went to bed.  There's a whole bunch more
stuff I want to tell you about the next few days, but
I guess I'd better stop here for now.  I'll try to
write again soon.