Come As You Are

My life has gone to shit in the last year. My job was super stressful, and I was working long hours. My husband, Jeff, left me because I had been working too much, and he had already shacked up with another woman, Amanda, a co worker of his. The divorce was just finalized last month.

My ex's lover was also the sister of one of our neighbors, Kim, who hosts a lot of parties in our cul-de-sac, so I've been forced to socialize with the two of them among all our friends. More than once I've left those parties early to have a quiet cry at home. I've found the catty bitches in the neighborhood to not be as supportive as I would have expected since I was the one cheated on and abandoned.

The cup-de-sac ladies aren't specifically excluding me, but since I am now single, childless, and work a lot they often plan things that I am unable to, or uninterested in, participating in. Things like last minute gatherings at someone's house that I only find out about on my drive home, while the party is happening.

The husbands, though, have been much more attentive since Jeff moved out. My neighbor to the left, Rich, mowed my lawn several times last fall. The neighbor to the right, John, has taken it upon himself to take my trash cans to the street and return them to the back of the house each week. All the guys in the neighborhood make a point to smile and wave at me. I make it a point to smile and wave back, of course.

Work started slowing down a couple of months ago and I've been exercising after work, driving myself to exhaustion and arriving home sweaty and beat most evenings. I usually take a quick shower, eat a light meal and then head off to bed. That was my plan for this lovely Tuesday evening, too, but as I stepped out of the shower and started drying my hair my phone dinged. I, and the rest of the cul-de-sac based on the other numbers listed, were invited to Kim and Bruce's for a last minute "come as you are" party for April Fools Day. She had also included Jeff and Amanda.

The bitch had done it again, invited me with the intention of excluding me. She probably waited until she saw me drive in to send the message. If I had gone right over when I arrived home I would have been sweaty and gross, but if I took the time now to get dressed and look nice it would be obvious that I had done so since I would be arriving late. Either way I lose, right?

Fucking bitch. She is too much of a good hostess to have a last minute party, she has been planning this for days at least, and probably discussed it with the other ladies. They will all be well dressed already, and it will turn out that they "just happened" to be dressed up for some other reason. They've done it before when I was grubby from gardening.

I kept seeing everyone's responses, that they would be right there. I got angrier and angrier. I was viciously brushing my hair as I was drying it, and I noticed how much my breasts were jiggling. I stopped, took a breath, and looked at myself in the mirror. I looked good. My breasts sagged a little due to their size, but they are still very nice. At least guys like to check them our when given any chance. My hair also looked nice since I had finished drying it and it matched my full bush down below. As far as my body was concerned I had always been athletic, and my recent excessive exercising had toned everything so I looked even better than during last years bathing suit season.

It would just take a minute to slip into a nice dress and I would be the hottest one at the party. I turned toward the closet to pick something nice and made the mistake of looking at the latest message. It was Amanda "Be there in ten!"

Jeff had moved into Amanda's place across town, and it takes at least half an hour to get here from there. That means they were already on their way when the invitation was sent.

Fuck them all, and not in the good way.

"Sorry Kim, I just got this message. I was in the shower. I'll be right over."

I stopped in the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of red wine before leaving out my front door. I didn't even bother putting any shoes on. I could have gotten to Kim and Bruce's through the backyard, since the yards all connect, but I chose to walk on the sidewalk instead. The back yards are blocked by the houses, but the sidewalk that surrounds the circle at the center of our street is visible from the front porches of all the houses. I also chose to walk a little slowly, with a little extra sway in my hips, just in case anyone could see me.

Wow. It felt pretty nice to have the breeze blowing in my hair. It was super weird to feel the movement on my bush, though. I certainly wasn't used to that! My nipples were super hard, maybe because the breeze was caressing my breasts, but probably because I was turned on by the thought of everyone seeing me naked.

As I got to Kim's driveway, I saw Peter and Mary across the way walking down their driveway. They are the oldest couple here, somewhere in their early forties. Peter was carrying a dish to share, and Mary was looking at him while they were chatting so neither of them had seen me yet.

I called out, "Hi Peter, Hi Mary!", and waited until Peter saw me before I turned into Kim's driveway. I made sure that he saw my tits and bush before turning, and I made sure my ass moved more than normal as I walked away from them. They were too far away to hear distinctly, but they said something to one another. I smiled to myself.

Since it was still daylight, and pretty warm outside, the party was around the pool in the backyard so I walked up the driveway instead of going through the house. Bruce came around the corner just as I reached it, but he was distracted talking to someone and bumped right into me. I'm sure it was an involuntary reaction, but his right arm snaked around me and he grabbed my ass before he even looked down at me. When he did look down he made eye contact first before his eyes continued to the tops of my breasts that he was smashing into his chest with his hand on my ass. I'm sure he could feel my nipples on his chest.

"Oh, my." I said with a smile.

Bruce let go of me and stepped back, his eyes quickly taking in all of my nakedness. "Katie! You're naked."

I shrugged my shoulders, making sure my breasts moved, "Yeah, I was in the shower when the last minute "Come as you are" invitation came."

I stepped around him on my way to the backyard, but I trailed my fingers across his chest as I did so, "Is everyone in the back?"

"Yes. But. But Jeff and Amanda are coming, too."

I shrugged again, enjoying the way his eyes followed the movement. "Well, Jeff has seen me naked before. And Amanda should probably see what she is replacing."

"But,"

Rich, John and Chris were standing together just inside the back yard and saw me enter. The look of shock on their faces was hilarious. I saw out of the corner of my eye that Bruce had turned around and followed me onto the patio, too. I made a point to hug each of the guys, mash my breasts against them and give them a kiss on the cheek. "Hi guys, nice to see you all! Chris, are Julia and Linda here, too?"

Chris and Julia are the youngest neighbors, and their baby Linda is only a couple of months old. I felt a little bad to be naked in front of Chris, he looked so hungry when he looked at me. It made me shiver just a little. With the baby just having been born he probably hadn't gotten laid in several months.

"Ahh, yeah, yeah. They are inside." It was a struggle for him, but at least he did look me in the eye when he answered.

Neither Rich nor John even tried to pretend that they weren't ogling me. Rich said, "I thought you were kidding when you texted that you were in the shower!"

"Nope, I was probably all wet and washing my hair when the invite went out." Just to make it extra obvious that I was showing off I mimed wiping water off my breasts, flicking across my erect nipples. Then I pretended to wash my hair, which totally pushed my breasts out more than normal. It was a little hard with the wine bottle in my hand, but not that bad. "I didn't see it until I had already dried my hair. I hadn't gotten dressed yet, though, so "come as I am" means naked. You guys don't mind, do you? If I had more warning I could have gotten dressed."

The guys all very bravely told me that it was fine, and if I was naked when I got the message, that I definitely should come naked. I doubt they would have showed so much support if their wives were with us.

I waved to the guys as I moved toward the back door to the kitchen, "I'll be back in a few! I've got to check in with the ladies and drop off my party donation." I waived the wine bottle as I walked away and entered the kitchen. I'm sure they all watched my ass twitch as I walked away. I also heard them whispering as I entered the house.

"Katie! What the hell! You're naked!", Kim yelled in shock as I entered the kitchen. She was wearing a nice dress, and even a pearl necklace, which she would never wear at her job. The other ladies were all dressed nicely as well, obviously not in clothes they would have worn to work. Julia was also dressed nice, probably for the first time in months, but with taking care of the baby all the time l'm not going to hold the chance to get dressed up against her.

I tried to sound confused as I answered, "But the invitation was to come as we were. I was in the shower, so I came naked." I glanced around before continuing, "But I guess you ladies were all planning to go out for the evening, right? You all look so nice."

Rich's wife, Sherrie, yelled, "You can't be naked here! Go home and get dressed before anyone sees you!"

"But if I go home and get all dolled up I'll miss most of the party." I handed Kim the bottle of wine, and it almost looked like she wasn't going to take it. "Besides, everyone has already seen me naked, and it's not like this is much different than a wet bathing suit."

John's wife Lisa joined in, "You were supposed to come over when you got home! Not naked!"

"Oh, well the jokes on me, then. I came right over as soon as I got the message." I stepped up to the kitchen island and poured myself a glass of wine.

Kim said, "Oh, the guys are outside! You walked right past them!"

"No, silly, that would have been rude. I gave them all hugs and kisses, just like we always do." The wives all gasped and looked horrified. "Well, except for Bruce, he didn't see me coming around the corner and almost knocked me down when he ran into me. If he hadn't grabbed my ass he would have knocked me onto it!"

The conversation might have gone downhill from there except that Peter and Mary had come in the front door and entered the kitchen at just that time. Peters deep voice cut through the room, "See Mary, I told you she was naked! Come here, you!" He placed their covered dish on the counter and spread his arms wide, obviously asking for a hug.

I obliged, and he wrapped his arms around me in a bear hug and rubbed his hands up and down my back, it was surprisingly not sexual. As he released me I gave him a quick kiss on the cheek and turned to Mary. She also wrapped me in a hug, but gave my ass a two handed squeeze as she kissed my cheek. "Oh my!"

"Sorry Katie, I couldn't resist, you've got a lovely butt! And a full bush, too! We don't see that very often, do we ladies." I admit I did blush a little at the comment about my bush, but the look of surprise on all the other ladies faces made me laugh.

Mary shrugged and explained, "Peter and I sometimes visit friends who are nudists. We aren't as hardcore as they are, but are comfortable with it in the right circumstances. I wouldn't have come over here au natural, but you are more daring than I am!"

The conversation did go downhill at that point because Jeff and Amanda rushed in from the back yard, followed by the husbands. Even then I thought the husbands showed a lot of restraint for not coming in earlier.

"What the fuck Katie, get dressed! You're embarrassing yourself!" Jeff strode across the room, grabbed my arm and spun me around.

"Let go of me Jeffrey, you are assaulting me in front of all these witnesses." I spoke in my hardest, most powerful business voice. Jeff dropped my arm and glanced around.

I continued, calmly, "I'm not embarrassing myself. I was invited to this last minute "Come as you are" party while naked, and I came as I was. Naked."

I glanced at Amanda and then the clock. She and Jeff were also dressed for a party. "You made good time getting here, the invitation only went out twenty minutes ago. When we used to go to Amanda's house together, you know, before, it always took us at least half an hour to get there."

It was clear to everyone that I knew I was the only person who hadn't been informed about the party in advance. "I've missed so many last minute parties lately, and I didn't want to miss this one. I'm going to be moving soon, and wanted a chance to catch up."

I walked toward the patio door with my wine glass held high, and my hips swaying a little more than normal. As I passed Bruce I took his hand, "Come on Bruce, I want to talk to you about listing my house." If Bruce had seen the look on Kim's face he might not have followed me, but he can't pass up the chance to make a buck.

As usual, the husbands drifted outside, and the wives stayed inside. Except for me, of course, but I'm not a wife anymore. I did everything I could think of that wasn't blatantly sexual to keep the guys attention. I sat with my knees spread while I leaned forward and put my elbows on my knees. That allowed a great look at my hairy pussy for anyone who wanted it, and a nice look at my hanging breasts for anyone that even glanced my way. Then I leaned back and crossed my arms under my breasts which squeezed them and made them look even larger than normal. Then I accidentally spilled a few drops of my wine on my chest and watched the drops roll down. I looked up from the drops of wine, made eye contact with the guys, and said "Whoops!" Then I swiped the wine and licked it off my fingers. I heard at least two low groans for that.

Among other things, Bruce and I did talk about listing the house, but he was very distracted. Peter was very amused at the attention that the other husbands were giving me. He enjoyed looking, too, but at least he wasn't leering at me. Or taking pictures like Rich and John were. I pretended not to notice that, though. Chris kept going inside to check on Julia and Linda. Jeff glared at me the whole fucking time. And every time I glanced at him it made me smile.

Eventually I got cold and had to go inside. My painfully erect nipples had kept the guys attention, but the goosebumps that started to pop up were distracting for me. The wives, except for Mary, made it almost as cold inside so I didn't stay very long. As I was leaving I heard Amanda mumble something about "whore", so I turned to her and said "Whore? No, I never fucked someone else's husband behind their back." I gave the wives a cheery wave as I returned to the back yard.

I offered the guys hugs as I left, but Chris shook his head "no". Peter groped me just a little, in a friendly way. Bruce, Chris and John all spent way too long hugging me and groping my tits. Bruce even slid his fingers along my slit, which I admit was wet from the action. Even though it was dark out, though, I didn't let any of the three go as far as they wanted.

"Thanks guys! If I'm invited again maybe I could get more notice next time." I waved to the guys and turned to Jeff.

Coldly I said, "I've got a couple of boxes of your stuff in the garage if you want to take it now. It might not be there after tomorrow."

He glared at me and said, "Fine, let's go."

I made it a point to hum happily as I walked home, and Jeff just mumbled and fumed the whole way. I punched in the security code for the garage entrance and followed him in. There were, in fact, two boxes of stuff in the bay where he once parked his car.

"So, how are things with you and the home wrecker?" I leaned against my car, spread my feet and started massaging my vagina. Jeff had always asked to watch me masturbate, and now seemed like a perfect time for him to finally see it.

He blew up angrily, "How could you do that in front of all our friends?"

"Your friends made it very easy by excluding my and all those small intentional slights. Supporting you and that home wrecker over me? Fuck them. In fact, Fuck you too. All I want from you is for you to take your shit and leave. And if your dick is hard one final grudge fuck."

"What?" Jeff looked so confused. I used to think that was cute, now I just hate his face.

"If your dick is hard you can fuck me. Show me."

Jeff pulled off his shirt and dropped his pants. His dick was hard as a rock.

I asked, "What do you want?"

Jeff growled as he started stroking his dick. "I want one last fuck!"

I laughed at him, "What would that home wrecker Amanda say about that?"

"I don't care, I want to fuck you!" He started shuffling toward me.

I shot him two upthrust middle fingers and ran for the door to the house, and as I slipped in I hit the buttons to raise the overhead garage doors. "Never again you April Fool! Take your shit and get out of my garage!"

I wish the overhead doors had just shot up, but they moved slowly enough that Jeff was able to get his pants up before anyone would have been able to see him. If anyone had been looking he might have had a hard time explaining why he didn't have a shirt on, but I don't think anyone saw anything.

I put on my warmest pajamas and found my phone. I had a lot of missed messages from the party group chat. The tone of messages changed at 6:45, when they started posting smack about me. About 7 the messages stopped when Amanda sent "She's on this chain."

I was about to reply to everyone when I thought of a horrible thing to do. I spent a moment composing messages to the group, and separately to Bruce, Rich and John. Once composed I sent the messages as close together as I could.

To the group I sent, "Thank you so much for the invitation, Kim. I'm sorry I had to leave early but I got a little cold. I look forward to the next party!"

To Rich, "I saw you taking pictures, can you send me some? Can you come to my back door at 10? Don't let anyone see you!"

To John, "Can you send my any good pictures? Especially if Jeff is in the background! And can you come to my back door at 11? Don't let anyone see you!"

To Bruce, "Can you come over at 11:45? Don't let anyone see you!"

It was still early, only 8:30, so I knew I had some time before I would get any visitors. I had a little snack, and checked the video camera coverage in my kitchen. I wanted to be sure I had good coverage of the guys when they came over.

Then I spent some time editing the footage from the garage. I had the security system installed several months earlier, well after Jeff had moved out so he didn't know about it. It was state of the art, including audio recording. I edited the clip down to:

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Jeff pulled off his shirt and dropped his pants. His dick was hard as a rock.

I asked, "What do you want?"

Jeff growled as he started stroking his dick. "I want one last fuck!"

I laughed at him, "What would that home wrecker Amanda say about that?"

"I don't care, I want to fuck you!" He started shuffling toward me.

I shot him two upthrust middle fingers and ran for the door to the house, and as I slipped in I hit the buttons to raise the overhead garage doors. "Never again you Fool! Take your shit and get out of my garage!"

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I cued the video clip to send to the text chain at 11:59, the last minute of April Fools day. That was why I had Bruce come over at 11:45, I didn't want him to get the message and not show up. Rich and John came through, they sent several nice pictures of naked little me and our fully clothed neighbors. Later that night when the guys came over I pulled basically the same trick on the three guys that I had on Jeff and edited them down the next day. I won't boor you with the same thing three times, but it mostly went like this:

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I answered the door naked and pulled the guys in. "Does your wife know that you are here?"

"No, she's already asleep." (Or something.)

I backed up and hopped my butt up onto my kitchen island and said, "That's probably just as well. If you came here to fuck me you should take your clothes off. Make it slow and sexy."

They did the best they could.

When they were naked, and hard, I asked "So, what do you want?"

"I want to fuck you!"

"I can tell you do, but I'm not like Amanda. I'm not a home wrecker, I don't fuck married men. Get out of my house."

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They each argued before leaving, of course, but I edited that part out. The cameras were angled so that the guys were clear and in focus, but only my back was visible as I dragged them into my kitchen.

I obviously burned almost all my bridges in the cup-de-sac. Amanda and Jeff broke up when she realized that Jeff was (surprise!) an untrustworthy cheating bastard. Bruce was pissed at me as of April 2nd when one of his competitors but up a for sale sign in my yard. I had already hired her before the first. He didn't complain directly, though, since he realized what video footage I had of him as well.

I tried to make nice with Julia by letting her know that Chris was an honest and trustworthy guy, and I think she believed me, but she didn't really trust me very much, so maybe she didn't believe me.

A week after I moved out I sent the last three videos to the party chat. I got a new number that day and never bothered to check in on my ex friends again.