Trish Strips at my Aunt's Wake! Ch. 05

"No, it's okay." I panted, as I looked over at her. "Completely my doing; not yours. I hope I'm not offending you, but I uh... I uh... couldn't help myself."

Callie looked at the giant screen and nodded. Trish was now undressed and fully nude, and the young woman sucked her breath in sharply at the sight, as Trish began to orgasm uncontrollably in front of the stunned crowd.

"I can see why." she responded. "She's beautiful. Older, but still drop dead gorgeous! Damn, she's hot! Who is she?"

"That's my cousin, Trish." I replied, as I grabbed some napkins from the table and cleaned myself up. "And she's now also my girlfriend. Her mother - my aunt - stipulated in the will, that in order to collect her inheritance, she had to take her clothes off in front of everyone, and spend the rest of her life completely nude. As you can see, she agreed. She registered this morning, as a mandatory nudist. She's getting her registration number tattooed on her lower back, as we speak."

Callie's eyes widened.

"Y-you mean she has to walk around without any clothes on at all?!" she gasped. "That is so hot!"

Her eyes darted toward me, and I smiled.

"Would you like to see the body now?" I inquired.

Callie nodded in response, and I led her out into the main chapel without bothering to get dressed. What was the point? She'd already seen me nude, and with globs of my own semen on my chest and stomach to top it all off, so why bother? I was incredibly comfortable with my state of undress in front of this stranger, and I was actually starting to enjoy it, myself

As we stepped into the openness of the chapel, I felt an incredible thrill shoot through my body. The only way to describe it, is like getting a case of agoraphobia, but instead of being terrified by the open space, it caused immense joy and arousal instead. It was due to the excitement of being nude in such a large space, and I could only imagine how Trish felt walking through the mall with nothing on at all. The sheer elation of being totally nude in a public place in front of so many people, must be exhilarating. All of those people staring at her unclothed body has to be a huge turn-on for her, and I was actually slightly jealous of my trashy cousin at the moment.

"Here she is." I said to Callie, as we approached the casket.

"Oh my god!" she gasped. "She's nude too! Does it run in the family or something?"

"Well, since she stipulated that Trish go around permanently nude for the rest of her life, I decided that the least she could do is to be nude herself, at her own funeral." I explained. "It's only fair, don't you think?"

"I guess." she replied, staring at Aunt Em's gaping and rather hairy vagina. "How would you like her prepared?"

"Ideally, stuffed and mounted, and then placed on display in a large glass case like a trophy grizzly bear in the entry vestibule at her corporation," I responded, "but for the funeral, all over body makeup, and trim her pubic hair to a nice triangular muff. Shave everything else."

"Would you like me to dye her pubic hair to match her head?" Callie inquired.

"Yes." I replied. "Make her as beautiful as you can, for her age. I want everyone to ogle her at the funeral. I want just as much attention on her, as there will be on my cousin. After all, it's her funeral, right? She should be the guest of honor on display; laying there proudly in her birthday suit, right along with her trashy daughter."

Callie nodded.

"I can do that." she assured me. "So, will I get to meet this trashy, nude cousin of yours?

"I need to go pick her up at the mall," I replied, "but I can bring her back here to observe the work you're doing, if you'd like."

Callie nodded vigorously.

"Oh yes!" she exclaimed. "I'd love to meet her! And she'll be... nude?"

"Yes." I said with a smile. "You can see her completely nude; up close and in person. Are you interested in her?"

Callie blushed.

"I'm straight," she replied, "but I am also hugely bi-curious, and your cousin really turns me on. Do you think she'd be interested in me?"

"There's one way to find out." I said with a smile. "I think Trish is the same way, so perhaps you two might hit it off."

"Would you be upset with that?" she inquired. "I mean, she is your girl and all."

"I would absolutely love it!" I exclaimed. "I just want to be part of it though, should it happen. Are you okay with that?"

Callie nodded.

"Yes! I'd love to have a three-way with both of you." she whispered excitedly. "I've always fantasized about having a poly-amorous relationship, but like I said, I'm straight, so I never thought the situation would present itself."

"It may do that very shortly." I responded with a smile. "Why don't you go ahead and take your clothes off Callie, and show me what I have to look forward to, if Trish decides to go through with it. I can actually instruct her to do it, but I'd rather that it was mutual."

"Me too," Callie agreed, "but you could really order her to have sex with me?!"

"If she agrees, I could release more money to her." I explained. "So I could hold that over her head if I really wanted to, but I'd rather she did it of her own volition."

I gazed intently at her.

"Go ahead; take your clothes off." I encouraged. "I think you'll like it."

She looked around hesitantly, but smiled at me and began unbuttoning her blouse. It didn't take long for her to remove all of her clothes, either! Once she was undressed and fully nude, she looked around once again.

"Walk up to the front door and back." I instructed. "See how it feels."

Callie giggled nervously at the suggestion, but took my advice nonetheless. She strolled nervously toward the front of the church, her bare feet padding on the carpet, as she looked around cautiously. By the time she returned, however, she was absolutely beaming.

"This is so hot!" she exclaimed. "I feel so..."

"Horny?" I suggested.

"Yes!" she responded fervently. "And sexy too! Bring your nudie girlfriend back here as soon as you can! I want to eat her- I mean... MEET her, soon."

"I'll be back." I said with a chuckle. "Just get started on Aunt Em. Oh- don't worry; this is private property, so you can go back out to your van without having to get dressed. You only need a license if you're going to be fully nude in public, unless you engage in sexual relief with a registered nudist. Then, you can be just as nude and lewd as one of 'them,' if you want."

"Don't be too long!" she called out, as I retreated to the media room.

Thirty minutes later, I was back at the mall and beating a hasty path toward Angela's tattoo parlor. She was just finishing up, as I entered the shop.

"Talk about perfect timing!" she exclaimed. "See what you think."

I looked at the fresh tattoo on the small of Trish's back, and nodded in approval.

"Perfect!" I exclaimed, as Angela rubbed some beeswax balm onto the fresh ink. "She looks great!"

I turned to face Trish, and addressed her.

"You have a new, biggest fan." I informed her. "And she's just 'dying' to meet you."

"I didn't know I had any fans." Trish remarked.

"Well you do now!" I exclaimed. "And you'd better get used to it, too. I've heard rumors about that Bo Dangles chick being hotter and more popular than Taylor Slick. I think she has over two billion followers now. It seems like chicks who like being nude in public are trending right now. You may just end up with more fans than you know what to do with."

"Now THAT'S a problem I'd love to have!" she laughed. "Jack, I can't tell you how much it turns me on, to have everyone staring at me. God, it turns me on so much, and I love it! If people want to masturbate in front of me, to the sight of my nude body, it would be so flattering."

"Well, let's see who stares at you on the way out to the car." I responded, as I put my arm around her waist and escorted her out the door.

We were about halfway back to the entrance we had used, when the inevitable happened. We were suddenly accosted by the stereotypical "Karen," as we passed a toy store.

"Who the hell do you think you are, walking around this mall without any clothes on?" she demanded. "Are some sort of nudist trash or something?"

I looked at her and did my best to stifle a giggle. As I said, she was the stereotypical "I want to talk to your manager" Karen type; complete with a winter wheat blonde dye job, and an angled-cut bob. The only thing which would have made it even funnier and more stereotypical, would have been if she was filming it all on her cell phone and streaming it live.

"You think this is funny?!" she demanded at my reaction. "Does this piece of nude trash belong to you?"

"Mm," Trish murmured, "nude trash."

"Yes she does." I responded coolly, ignoring Trish's reaction. "And she's not trash. She's my girlfriend."

"Then you should be disgusted by her gross behavior!" the woman exclaimed. "Strutting around completely nude, like she owns the place. Does she get off walking around completely nude in public or something?"

"Actually..." I offered, "she got her civil rights violated on the way in, and it's a distinct possibility that she may in fact, actually end up owning this mall, before it's all over and done with. I'd be very careful what I say to her, if I were you."

"Fuck off!" the snotty bitch said brusquely. "She's nothing but pure... nudist... White trash. Exhibitionist whore! Freaks like you belong in mental institutions!"

Up until this point, I kind of agreed with everything she said. Trish WAS a nudist. She was also an exhibitionist who happened to be White and kind of trashy, but she was no whore!

"Listen, you!" I snarled. "She's not a whore. A gold digger maybe, but no whore, and you just crossed the line. One more remark like that, and you'll be looking at a hate crime. Just leave us alone and walk away."

"She's nothing but exhibitionist trash." the woman muttered as she walked away. "Pure nude trash."

Trish bristled at the final insult, but I held her back.

"It's not worth it." I said gently. "At least not now. Pick your fights, Trish. This isn't one of them."

She nodded in reply.

"I know, but it's just so hard to not get upset!" she sighed. "People look at me like a piece of meat to ogle and fantasize about. They think I'm a whore just because I want to go around nude."

"Isn't that what you wanted?" I inquired. "To be the center of attention all the time? It comes with a price, Trish. I warned you about this last night; that you might regret it once you really thought about it afterwards. Regardless, it's too late to back out now. You made your decision, and now you're going to have to live with it. Forever."

Trish sighed.

"I guess you're right." she acknowledged. "I just didn't realize how many people are still so prudish about the unclothed human body being displayed publicly. I've always dreamed of being nude in public, and now here I am, but I guess I really wasn't ready for all of the backlash after all. I still think I can handle it, but I'll need your support through all of this, Jack. I guess I really DO need you after all. God, I hate to say that!"

"It's okay." I said gently, as I placed my arm around her waist once again. "That's why Aunt Em left me in charge. She knew that I'd be able to guide you through all of this. You know, Trish... I'm actually jealous of you right now."

"What?!" she exclaimed. "How and why?!"

"As God is my witness," I whispered in her ear, "I would SO love to be walking around completely nude right now, myself. You are so fucking lucky, Trish! I'd do anything to swap places with you!"

Trish stared at me with a stunned expression on her face.

"Really?" she inquired incredulously. "You mean you would really like to be walking around naked right now if you could?"

"Yes." I admitted. "It must feel so... exciting... to be totally nude in a world full of clothed people. I envy you to a certain extent, Trish, but don't let it go to your head. It's still my job to try and make life miserable for you."

"What do you mean?" she asked.

"Well... according to the will, I'm supposed to keep you in line." I explained. "To uphold all of the stipulations, and to humiliate you whenever I can. I guess your mother didn't really care about you as much as you thought she did. I'm really starting to think that she only put you in there so that she could humiliate you from beyond the grave. Anyway, I'm the bad cop falling for the pretty prisoner, and it's interfering with how I'm supposed to handle the estate.

"You see Trish, I actually really do love you. I have for a long time, and I've been attracted to you ever since I was a kid."

"Yeah, I used to see you leering at me." Trish grumbled. "You were such a perv."

"I was a kid." I explained. "With raging hormones, and you were hot as fuck. You still are. And don't tell me you weren't flattered that I had the hots for you back then, either. No matter how old I was. You were well aware of what you did to me and you secretly enjoyed it, didn't you?"

Trish mumbled something incoherent.

"Didn't you?!" I demanded.

"Yes!" she finally admitted. "Yes, I knew you were attracted to me, and yes, I liked fucking with you. You looked like such a nerd! But deep down inside, I secretly liked you too; I just didn't want to admit it. Acting like I hated you was the best way to cover it up, I guess."

"Well," I said, as I opened the car door for her, "there's no need to act any more. Your mother may have inadvertently done us both a favor with those stipulations. I think that in time, you may actually embrace everything she had in mind."

"Maybe." she agreed. "I'm starting to like everything else so far."

"I'm glad you said that," I responded, "because what I'm going to ask you falls under something in the will. Have you ever thought about being with another woman?"

Trish stared at me.

"I knew you were still a perv!" she finally giggled. "Why?"

"That big fan of yours I was telling you about earlier." I explained. "She's got a huge crush on you, and she'd be up for a three-way with the two of us if you were willing. One of your mother's stipulations included a bonus if we engage in a poly-amorous relationship."

"You're fucking kidding me, right?!" she exclaimed. "Right?!"

"Like the spaghetti sauce commercial used to say, 'it's in there.'" I replied. "So answer the question. Remember how I said you might really start liking some of her demands?"

"Yes." she replied.

"Yes what?"

"Yes Sir!" she said with feigned respect, before giggling again.

"You know that's not what I meant!" I responded. "Yes to which question?"

"Both." she replied, gently biting the side of her lip. "It's been a while, but I've been with other women before. If this is one of those stipulations you were referring to, then I'm looking forward to seeing what else she may have wanted me to do."

"Her name is Callie," I continued, "and she's really cute. And ... she's totally smitten with you. You would definitely be the alpha female in the relationship. She seemed really aroused by video of you cumming in front of everyone."

"Well, I can't let my biggest fan down now, can I?" she observed. "I'll check her out and see if I feel anything, okay?"

"That's all I ask." I said, as we pulled into the parking lot behind the church. "See how much better we get along when you're nice to me?"

Trish stuck her tongue out at me.

"Perv." she said with a smile. "But I can't wait to meet her, either."

It wasn't a forced smile either; it was genuine, and I noticed the difference in how she was acting now, versus how she was just a few days ago. It was a nice change, and I was looking forward to reading what else in that will might make this situation even better.

"Oh look! There she is!" I exclaimed, pointing at Callie's van.

True to her word, she was wearing nothing but her socks and sneakers, as she retrieved something from the vehicle.

"She IS a cutie!" Trish exclaimed as well, as we exited the car.

"Hello again!" Callie said brightly; her gazing from my face to Trish's gorgeous exposed body.

"Callie, this is Trish," I responded, "and I was rather rude earlier. I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Jack."

"Hello Trish." Callie said quietly, shaking my cousin's hand. "You are even more beautiful in person! I'm so happy to meet you."

"Thank you." Trish replied. "Jack tells me you're my biggest fan."

"Oh yes!" Callie gushed. "I'm so attracted to you! I mean..." she faltered.

"It's okay." Trish said with a smile. "I'm very flattered, thank you."

"Why don't we continue this inside?" I suggested. "It's much cooler in there. It's getting kind of hot out here."

"Yes it is." Trish agreed. "In more ways than one."

Once inside, we made our way into the chapel. I was very tempted to take my clothes off again, but fought the urge. I couldn't believe just how strong the "nudity magnet" was. It almost felt like public nudity was a living thing, using its magnetic field to tug at my clothes, as if to say, "Come on, Jack. Give it a try yourself!"

Callie had done quite a bit with Aunt Em's body since I'd left, and she was looking really good. I smiled in approval, as I gazed down at my unclothed aunt and nodded.

"I only have another hour or, and then I'll be finished." she informed us. "Everything look good so far?"

"Yes." Trish said quietly. "Thank you. She looks wonderful, Sweetie."

Sweetie?! Whoa! That was definitely a positive sign! Trish looked at me and nodded slightly. It was the go ahead to proceed with the rest of the "introduction."

"Did you by any chance have anything planned for later on?" I inquired as nonchalantly as I could, given the circumstances.

Outwardly I remained calm, but inwardly, I was shaking to pieces! This was about to escalate much quicker and far more desirably, than I had ever imagined.

"No." she replied a little shyly. "I'm just a single girl with no life."

Trish and I exchanged glances again, and I got another nod. She was definitely all-in at this point, and I couldn't imagine our day getting any better, but that would change soon enough.

"Perhaps you'd like to spend the weekend with us, then." I suggested candidly. "We could have a cookout and get to know each other much better, if you'd like."

"That would be very nice." Callie agreed. "I would like that very much, if it's okay with Trish as well."

"It is." Trish said quietly. "I'm looking very forward, to getting to know you much better, Callie."

I borrowed a pen from a nearby table, and wrote my address on the back of one of my business cards. I handed it to Callie, who took it from me with a huge smile.

"This is our address." said, as I handed it to her. "See you very soon, I hope."

"I need to stop by my place and get some things." she explained, "so it may take a little extra time, if that's okay?"

"Where do you live?" I inquired.

"Oakville." she replied.

"That's in the opposite direction." I observed. "You won't be needing any clothes this weekend, so why don't you just 'cum as you are?'"

"Okay, I'll see you soon." she agreed. "I can't wait. I'm so excited to get to know you better, Trish! You too, Jack."

"Don't cut any corners to save time." I cautioned, as Trish and I headed out. "There will be plenty of time for us, and Trish is impressed with your work so far. Remember what I said about impressing her."

"She seems really sweet." Trish remarked, as we got into the car. "I could definitely see this going somewhere, if we continue to hit it off."

I was of course, very pleased with her response. I smiled warmly at her, and headed for home. I decided to call Sam Jones, Esq. - the attorney handling everything regarding the estate - and talk to him about what had transpired at the mall earlier in the day. It was probably not his specialty, but he could certainly point us in the right direction, if it wasn't. To my surprise, Sam informed me that because Trish's nudity was a direct result of the will, he was authorized - and more than qualified - to handle this case if we wanted him to.

"I'll send a quick email notifying the company of our intentions." Sam stated. "This would be the first case of nudist discrimination. The media coverage will be huge, and it would draw some attention to the permanude culture as well. This could easily be worth tens of millions of dollars, if not more, and the public backlash would be enormous. They know this, so they might be willing to settle this quickly and quietly, if we offer them a reasonable deal."

"Here it is." I responded. "We want the mall. And we want one million dollars apiece, for pain and suffering. Plus, a million for you, for your efforts. In return, we drop all the lawsuits against them, the security firm, and all criminal charges.

"Everyone's scared to death of discrimination lawsuits these days." I continued. "If this case has the potential to go as far as you seem to think it has, then they might be willing to write everything off just to make it all go away."

"That's actually just ballsy enough to work." Sam acknowledged. "It's worth a try."

"That's my first, last and only offer." I stated firmly. "It's that exact deal; no negotiations, or we take it to court and hit them so fucking hard that they'll feel it in their livers. Remind them it's not just civil and criminal courts either they have to contend with either. The court of public opinion will be weighing in heavily on this as well. It would be a landmark case. Remind them of that. I think they'll cave. Art of the deal, Bro. Art of the deal."

"I see what they say." Sam replied. "I'll let you know."

"That was asking an awful lot." Trish said, as I put my phone away. "Do you really think they'll go for it?"

I shrugged.

"I dunno," I admitted, "but you always go into a negotiation asking for a lot more than you want. That way, no one feels like they've suffered a complete loss once an agreement is made. It's mostly psychological, but in this case, we may really have a huge upper hand. We'll just have to wait and see."

An hour and a half later, the doorbell rang, and I checked my watch.

"Must be Callie." I observed with a smile.

"That was a very astute observation." Trish observed as well. "Maybe you can open a detective agency with the settlement."

"Up yours!" I retorted playfully, as we headed toward the front door.

"From behind." she replied cheerfully.

I opened the door, and to my astonishment, Callie was standing there completely nude! She was still wearing her socks and sneakers, but aside from that little distraction, she was still nude in the eyes of the law.

"I decided to drive over here without any clothes on!" she burst out excitedly. "It was such a thrill to think that I might get caught! I can't imagine how you must feel, being like this all of the time! You are so lucky!"

"Maybe you can register too." I suggested, as I closed the door behind us. "Especially if this works out between us."

Callie nodded excitedly, just as my phone rang. I looked at the number perplexedly, as it was Sam.

"He can't have gotten a reply that quick." I muttered, as I opened the phone.

"You're not gonna believe this!" Sam burst out excitedly. "I got ahold of the CEO, just as he was sitting down to a board meeting about this very issue! Their attorney was with them, too. Jack, you're not gonna believe this, but they agreed!"

"What?!" I exclaimed incredulously.

"In fact, they were so eager to keep this out of the courts, that they wanted to make sure you wouldn't change your minds. They even sweetened the deal a little, to hold you to it."

"What's a little?" I inquired, my mind still swimming over the fact that they had taken the deal so quickly.

"They're covering all of the legal costs, plus five million apiece, for each of you," he explained, "I didn't feel the need to double check with you on this, so I took the liberty of saying yes. It'll take a few days to get this finalized, but you can let Trish know that if she wants to back out, half of this settlement is hers, and the estate rules don't apply to that money. She can give up being a nudist and get nothing from the estate, but she'll still be plenty wealthy and clothed if she wants. Congratulations, Jack. You and Trish are the proud new owners of the Crescent Ridge Mall!"