In the Bath

I hadn't known Charlotte very long -- we'd seen each other on the train into college, and I guess we couldn't help but notice that we both got off at the same station. Once we'd come face to face a few days in a row, we had to acknowledge each other or it would have got really awkward. Thankfully, Charlotte had taken the plunge on Friday of our first week, sparing me any further angst. She'd sat down next to me and introduced herself. It was easy from there on in.

We'd had a laugh about all the times we'd avoided eye contact, and the conversation just flowed naturally. Turns out we were both studying on the same campus, but totally different subjects. I was doing psychology while she was doing fashion. I joked that you couldn't tell that from looking at her -- she tended to go for branded leggings and body-hugging T-shirts -- nothing remarkable or overly artistic, but they did make her look sexy. I liked to think that I had a bit more style. What I could put together on a student budget was a bit limited, but I did my best by targeting the sales, and even trawling charity shops sometimes. If anything, I tried to avoid brands, labels and anything bland. Some people might have even called me a hippie.

Anyway, Charlotte always got on one stop after me, but our houses were only ten minutes' walk apart, so it made sense for us to become friends. In a way it was kind of ironic that we'd never met before, but we'd gone to different schools, so we'd not had any cause to cross paths.

Riding in together was soon part of our regular routine. Coming home, our timetables were a bit all over the place, so it was pot luck if we met up or not -- more often than not we wouldn't, but it was great to have company in the mornings. We kept planning to meet up for drinks or to hang out, but somehow we'd never got round to it.

Anyway, I'd signed up to go away for the weekend with the psychology society. I wasn't really that sure about it, but I guessed it was good to get to know people off my course a bit better, and it was cheap too. We were going to stay in some bunkhouse where we could enjoy the outdoors or whatever, but I needed a sleeping bag and didn't have one. Thankfully, Charlotte had offered to lend me hers, so I said I'd call round on my way home.

I was quite late getting back that day -- I'd stayed to finish an essay, so it was gone seven thirty by the time I got off at Charlotte's station. I texted her to let her know I was on the way, but I didn't get a reply. Anyway, I found her house without much difficulty and knocked on the door. It was answered by a girl who looked just a little older than Charlotte and me, her big sister, Chloe.

"Is Charlotte home?" I asked.

"Come in," Chloe said. "Just wait there a minute and I'll see if she's free."

Chloe went upstairs, leaving me standing in the hallway, just inside the door. I took a minute to look around. It looked a smart, well-kept house, but nothing out of the ordinary.

"She says just to go up." I thought I detected a grin on her face. "It's the first door on your right at the top of the stairs."

Turns out the door was closed, so I gave a gentle knock.

"Come in." That was Charlotte's voice, so I opened the door and went inside to get a bit of a surprise.

The room turned out to be the bathroom, and not a huge one at that. Right in front of my eyes, Charlotte was lying in the bath, smiling up at me. I tried not to look startled, but I don't think I completely managed it. Every bit of Charlotte was in plain view through crystal-clear water. From her ample C-cup boobs, to her slightly rounded stomach, wide hips and totally hairless privates, right down to her bare legs.

"Sorry, I wasn't sure when you'd be round and I didn't want to wait around all evening. I hope you don't mind," she said, grinning up at me, not making any effort at all to cover up.

"I don't mind," I replied, stepping inside and closing the door behind me. I guess maybe Charlotte wasn't bothered, but I'd want the door closed if I was in the bath. I made an effort, perhaps not entirely successful to keep my eyes on her face.

"I know some people think it's a bit old fashioned, but I love taking baths. It's just so cosy and relaxing."

"I guess I see where you're coming from," I replied. "I hardly ever bother nowadays." I decided not to mention that when I did, I certainly didn't invite my friends in to watch. I mean, I figured it was her house -- if this was how they did things, who was I to object?

"Whenever I have a big essay or something I can't get started on, I always have a bath. I seem to get most of best ideas when I'm chilling out in here."

"You don't half seem to like it hot," I said, as much because I couldn't think of anything more intelligent, but it definitely was very steamy. Just as well I'd closed the door or the steam would be taking over the whole house.

"That I do. I make it as hot as it will go, then I have to edge in one bit at time. Mum used to moan about how much hot water I used, but I think she's given up now."

I really couldn't get my head about how Charlotte was so cool about lying there naked, but it really didn't seem polite to mention it. I know we were both girls, but I hadn't let even Mum see me naked for many a long year, let alone a friend I'd only know for a few weeks.

"You do have a beautiful body." I felt my cheeks turning red as soon as I'd said that. Where the hell had that stupid comment come from?

"Thanks, Rosie."

God, I felt so bloody awkward. Charlotte was smiling up at me, but I knew my cheeks were going redder than ever. She was the one who was naked, so why was it me getting embarrassed?

It was a bit odd having this conversation standing over Charlotte like this, but there wasn't really anywhere to sit down, except for the toilet, and I didn't fancy that. I guess I could have sat on the edge of the bath, but I felt I was close enough to her bare flesh already. Thankfully, Charlotte came to my rescue.

"Sorry, I'd go and get it myself, but I don't really want to drip water all over the place. The sleeping bag's in my room. It's that one in the corner," she said, pointing.

I took the cue, turning and heading out the door, closing it behind me. I can't say I minded getting to see Charlotte in the nude, but it was a bit disconcerting. I needed a bit of time to sit down and take it all in.

Anyway, it was clear which room Charlotte had been pointing at, so I opened the door and stepped inside to get another surprise. Chloe was sitting on the bed, combing her hair. And she was just as naked as Charlotte.

"Sorry, s-sorry," I stammered. "I must have got the wrong room." But as I spoke, I spotted a blue, rolled up sleeping bag sitting on the bed behind Chloe's bare bum.

"No, you're in the right place," Chloe replied, casually looking back at me. "I just wanted to borrow Charlotte's hair straighteners and I'm waiting for them to warm up." She nodded towards the dressing table where I could indeed see some hair straighteners that were plugged in to the mains.

Like with Charlotte, I did my best to keep my eyes on her face, at least most of the time, but I couldn't help staring a bit. Chloe was maybe a bit taller and slimmer than Charlotte, and her boobs were more likely Bs than Cs, but they were perfectly shaped, with small, dark aureoles. Her waist was slim and her stomach very flat. Her hips were wide enough to give her some proper feminine curves, but no more than that. And her legs were slightly parted, giving me a glimpse right into her privates. Like with Charlotte, they were completely hairless, and I could just about make out the moist folds of her most intimate area.

"Ah, OK," I began, not sure what to do. "I just came to get that sleeping bag." I gestured towards it.

Chloe reached round and picked it up, before holding it out to me. I wasn't doing a very good job of not showing how uncomfortable I was, but I took a couple of steps forward and took hold of it, trying keeping my eyes on Chloe's, rather than on her body.

"Sorry to have disturbed you," I said, before turning round and heading out the door. I didn't look back, but I heard Chloe saying "Bye, Rosie," so I replied with, "Bye, Chloe," as I pulled the door shut behind me, not daring to turn round.

I decided I'd had enough, so I just cracked open the bathroom door and said, "Sorry, Charlotte, I've got to run -- my tea'll be waiting for me at home." All I could see of Charlotte from the door was her head and chest.

"OK, bye, Rosie. See you tomorrow," Charlotte replied as I closed the door again.

I guess it's normal for visitors to be shown out, isn't it, but neither Charlotte nor Chloe were in a state to do that, so I just went straight downstairs and let myself out the front door. I don't know if anyone else was home, but I certainly didn't see anyone.

I walked home contemplating what had just happened, but I struggled to make sense of it all. I mean, I get that some families are very laid back about nudity, but Charlotte and Chloe must have been aware that it was a bit out of the ordinary to wander around naked in front of friends, or even more so, your sister's friends. Maybe they just thought their way of doing things was perfectly normal, so they'd do what they liked in their own house?

Well, I tried not to dwell on it too much. Each to their own is what I said to myself, though I couldn't get the picture of the two of them out of mind. Hopefully I hadn't upset them by giving away how nonplussed I'd been.

As you might expect, Charlotte was fully dressed when I saw her waiting on the platform the next morning.

"I almost didn't recognise you with your clothes on," I said quietly as she sat down beside me.

"Very funny," was all she said in reply.

To be honest, I was dying to ask her about last night, but a crowded train really wasn't the right place. Maybe she felt the same too, because neither of us said much to each other the whole journey -- we both spent more time looking at our phones or out the window.

"What time are you done today?" Charlotte asked as we left the station. "Why not pop round for dinner on your way home?"

"How does around five at yours work?" I asked.

"Yeah, that's great. See you then." Charlotte leaned in and gave me a brief hug, and then we separated and went off to our first classes.

It was a busy day for me, so I didn't really think about Charlotte and Chloe until I was on the train heading home. I kind of got the impression there was something Charlotte wanted to tell me. Maybe she just wanted to check I really was alright about what had happened yesterday.

Well, this time when I knocked on the door, it was Charlotte who opened it, and much to my relief she was fully dressed.

"Come on up," she said, so I followed her up to her room. She kicked off her shoes and sat on the bed, so I did the same and joined her.

She took a good look at me and paused for a moment, before saying, "Look, Rosie, I think Chloe and me owe you a bit of an explanation. I hope you're not going to be mad at us."

I just put my head to the side and looked at her quizzically.

"The two of us can be a bit crackers sometimes." She paused again. "OK -- the thing is we kind of made a bet. We were just chatting about what's normal and what's not, and she said most people would be shocked by someone wandering around their house naked in front of guests, while I said most people wouldn't be too bothered. So, anyway, she suggested putting it to the test, and for some reason or another I agreed."

"So, you mean you two don't normally greet guests stark bollock naked?" I was struggling to hold back a laugh.

"No, of course we bloody don't!" Charlotte burst out laughing and that set me off too.

"You're a bloody crackpot, but I think your sister is worse."

"She wasn't supposed to do that!" Chloe burst out. "That was all her idea -- I didn't know anything about it till you left."

"I must admit, her story was a bit harder to make sense of than yours. I mean, everyone gets naked in the bath, but I wasn't too sure why she needed to take her clothes off just to do her hair."

"Well, I think she was desperate to win. We're competitive when we want to be, and so long as you played it cool and didn't freak out, I won. Even better, because you didn't even say anything about us being naked, it's a double win and Chloe has to do a double dare. That's really why I wanted you to come round."

I was going to ask her what the dare was, but I didn't get a chance. "Chloe, we're ready for you," she called out loudly.

I turned to the door, half expecting to come face to face with a naked girl once more, but when Chloe appeared, she was wearing jeans and a T-shirt. She sat down on the floor and looked expectantly at me.

"Double dare means anything at all. More or less anyway," Charlotte explained. "And because you've been such a good sport so far, it's only fair that you get to pick."

Talk about putting me on the spot! I didn't have a clue what to say -- what the hell did they think an appropriate dare was? I barely knew Chloe from Eve, and to be honest I was beginning to doubt if I knew Charlotte any better.

"So, am I supposed to suggest that Chloe runs round the block naked or something?" I asked, as much to gain time as for anything else.

"That sounds like a lot of fun," Chloe replied, "except I think it'd be better if you chose something that didn't risk me getting arrested."

"But don't forget it's a double dare -- try to make it something worthwhile," Charlotte chipped in.

"Well, to give me some pointers, how about you two tell me how it felt to be naked?"

I saw them both make eye contact as they grinned a bit sheepishly at one another.

"I guess it was a bit scary at first," Charlotte began hesitantly, "but you know, once the clothes came off, I didn't feel like chickening out."

"Come on, admit it, you loved it," Chloe interjected.

"I figured that we've all got the same bare flesh, so even if we keep it hidden most of the time, it's not exactly something you haven't both seen before," Charlotte explained. "Anyway, once I was in the bath, I knew you'd be along in a minute, so all I could do was try to chill out and not worry about it. But I can't deny that it was kind of intense when I heard you coming up the stairs, what with me being so naked and defenceless."

"I guess I didn't have much time to think about it," Chloe began. "I mean, it was only when I stuck my head in the door and saw Charlotte lying there with a big grin on her face that I got the idea to have a go myself. If I'd had more time to think about it, I'm sure common sense would have gotten the better of me, but as it was, all I had time for was to strip off as quick as I could and get into Charlotte's room before you came out the bathroom. Then I was in it whether I liked it or not and just had to play along."

"But what about when you were both in front of me?" I asked. "I mean, I tried not to stare, but I'm sure you both realised that I got a good view of everything?"

"Ah, so you want to know what it feels like to be utterly bare and on display, while another girl takes it all in?" Charlotte asked in reply.

"Yes," is all I said.

"Well, there's one easy way to find out," she answered. "Some things you can't understand until you have a go yourself."

There followed a brief silence, as both girls grinned at me.

"Actually, it'll be better this way," Chloe added, "because there's two of us. We both had to make do with only one pair of eyes."

"Very funny," I responded. "Shall we get back to your dare?"

"How about you dare her to strip you naked and then run off and hide your clothes?" Charlotte asked, not quite managing to hold back a giggle.

"I'm perfectly capable of taking my own clothes off when I want to," I replied, doing my best to sound disdainful.

"Well, no one's home except us," Chloe said, "so what's stopping you?"

"Has it ever occurred to either of you that I'm perfectly comfortable as I am?" I asked in reply.

"Is comfortable all you want out of life?" Charlotte asked. "Who wants comfort when exhilaration is on offer?"

They were both staring at me intently, Charlotte from close up where she was sat next to me on the bed, and Chloe from a few feet in front of me, almost like they were daring me. I realised that I had a nervous grin on my face. Much as I was sure they were just teasing me with their ridiculous jibes, I became acutely aware that there was nothing but a couple of layers of cloth separating me from total nudity. Of course, that's how things always are, but I don't think I'd ever before sensed such fierce interest in my bare flesh before. Well, not from girls anyhow. And yes, picturing myself sitting there, bare as the day I was born, fully exposed to those two, was as electrifying as it was preposterous.

"I guess it's only fair I return the favour," I said as I took hold of the waistband of my tight top and began to lift it. I had it over my head and off in seconds, revealing my blue lacy bra which put plenty of cleavage on show, but kept my nipples securely covered. I decided it was best to put some serious flesh on show before I lost my nerve, so I reached behind me and unhooked it, before peeling it off and laying it down beside me. My C cups were now hanging free. I paused a moment to take in Chloe's bemused expression, and to glance sideways long enough to see Charlotte grinning away enthusiastically.

Well, I'd got this far, and it hadn't killed me yet, so I decided to keep going. Lifting up my bum, I put my thumbs inside the waistbands of my leggings and knickers, and pushed them down to my thighs. Setting myself back down on the bed, I lifted first one leg and then the other so I could pull my leggings and knickers all the way off, taking my socks with them. I expect I gave Chloe a very intimate view of my privates as I did so.

Fuck! I'd done it. In just a few seconds I'd gone from respectably dressed to stark bollock naked! And all for no reason at all! Glancing down, I was acutely aware of my wide feminine hips framing my neatly trimmed landing strip. I opened my legs and leant back, resting on my arms as I tried to adopt a casual, relaxed posture. I felt my face turning red, but I couldn't help smiling like the cat who'd got the cream.

"It's a lot of fun, isn't it," I said, looking from Charlotte to Chloe and back. They exchanged a brief look, before returning their attention to my naked self. "I guess it's been worth denying myself all those sweet treats just to have body like this to show off."

"You're gorgeous, Rosie," Charlotte said. "Every bit of you is absolutely radiant."

"I think I'll leave you two to it," Chloe said, getting up from the floor. I wasn't quite sure what she meant, but she'd headed out the door and shut it behind her before I'd thought of anything to say.

Standing up, I turned to face Charlotte, who was very obviously taking a good look at my body.

"Seeing as your sister's run off, it's only fair that you do her dare for her." Charlotte looked a bit apprehensive, but I continued before she had a chance to object. "Seeing as I'm dressed so appropriately, I dare you to give me a bath."

I don't know what made me say that. I almost wanted to tell myself that I'd meant to dare her to run me a bath, not give me one, but that would have been nowhere near as juicy or embarrassing.

"OK, well if that's what you want, who am I to object," she said, jumping up off the bed. "But a dare's a dare -- there's no backing out now no matter which side you're on." She took hold of my hand. "Come on, let's not waste time." And she led me towards the door.

What the hell have I got myself into? I asked myself, but I went willingly, being very aware that I'd left all my clothes in a pile behind me. I certainly never walked around naked at home, not outside the bathroom and my bedroom anyway, but I did my best to stand tall and act nonchalant as I followed Charlotte out onto the landing. There was no sign of Chloe, but I did get a glimpse of a house across the street -- they might have caught sight of me if someone had been looking out.

"Just sit down there a moment while I get ready," Charlotte said, pointing at the bathmat on the floor. I wanted to object that I'd be more comfortable standing up, but I did as I was told. There wasn't a lot of room in between the radiator and the bath, so I leant back on my arms and doubled up my legs in front of me. I watched as Charlotte reached over to put the plug in and turned on the taps.

"I'd let you have a bubble bath, but the soap would kill all the bubbles so we'll have to do without," Charlotte explained as she sat down on the edge of the bath and looked down at me. She really seemed to have slipped into role naturally. "You know, I don't think I've ever got such a good look at a naked girl before. Well, not a fully-grown one anyway. Chloe may have put on a show for you, but I don't think I've seen her all over since we stopped taking baths together."

"I don't think anyone's ever got such a good look at me either!" I responded. "I hope you're making the most of it because I don't promise to repeat the favour."

"I am, and we're only just getting started," she said as she reached down and put her hand in the water. "That feels about right," she continued as she stood up. "In you get and we can let if fill up the rest of the way while you're in there."

I did as I was told, turning round and lying down with my head at Charlotte's end of the bath. She knelt down so her face was just above mine. "Now, if I've been asked to do something, I'm going to do it properly," she said as she picked up the soap and dipped it in the water. "So, no complaining." She then rubbed the soap between her hands to lather it up, before reaching out towards my face. Instinctively, I closed my eyes, and not too soon, as I immediately felt her soapy hand on my forehead, before she tenderly rubbed soap down over my eyelids and around my nose, cheeks and mouth. "Be a good girl and keep your eyes closed, or it's going to sting," she said. Next thing I knew, I felt her start again on my forehead, but this time with a washcloth. She scrubbed my forehead, before gently wiping my face and then going to work around my chin. I felt her lightly pressing on the back of my head, so I obediently sat upright so she could scrub my neck and shoulders. I really wasn't sure what to make of it all -- I mean I guess she was doing the job I'd dared her to do, but I certainly wasn't used to anyone else touching me like this in all these places.

"Right time to rinse off," she announced. I felt a gentle pressure on my shoulder, so I took the hint and slid myself down the bath so I could get my head underwater. Hoping I'd got enough of the soap off, I sat back up and opened my eyes. "Is this what you thought you were going to get?" she asked me with a smile.

"If I'd thought about it at all, I don't think I'd have dared you!" I replied.

"Well, give me your arm," she said, though she'd already taken hold of my wrist. I held it up and she rubbed it with the soap, before giving it a thorough scrubbing with the washcloth. We maintained eye contact before both bursting out laughing.

"This is ridiculous!" I said.

"So it is, and we're only getting started," Charlotte replied, leaning in and giving me a quick peck on the cheek before picking up the soap again and rubbing it between both hands. "Don't forget you asked for it," she said as she leant forward and began to spread the soap on my chest, keeping her eyes firmly on mine as she slowly moved down my breasts. I just smiled back at her, and tried not to flinch when she reached my nipples -- they were fully erect and at their most sensitive.

She broke off eye contact and began to rub my stomach and around to my sides with both hands, gradually moving down past my belly button towards, well you know where. I tensed up inside, but tried not to show it.

"When you said to give you a bath, did you mean everywhere?" she asked. I could only see the side of her face as she was focussing her attention down there.

"Yes, please," I said, taking a breath in. I wasn't sure quite what was coming, but feeling Charlotte's hand getting closer to my privates wasn't half intoxicating.

I kept on watching her face, but I felt the palm of her hand come to rest on my mound, with her fingers extending down between my legs. I concentrated on breathing calmly and steadily, waiting to see what she would do.

"I think you're clean enough," she said, removing her hand and turning back to face me. I sat up and we leaned in towards each other until our lips met delicately. She held my head in her hands as she softly massaged my bottom lip with her own lips and tongue. It was a long time before our faces parted.

When they eventually did, Charlotte put her hands under my shoulders and gently guided me upwards until I was standing before her. She then silently guided first one leg and then the other out of the bath, before sitting me down on the rim. Kneeling down once more, she softly pushed my knees apart and leant forwards until her tongue was in reach of my lower lips. It wasn't long before I was in ecstasy. I think Charlotte enjoyed herself too.

I think you can more or less guess how things went from there on in. Let's just say we adjourned to the bedroom and continued in the comfort of Charlotte's bed. I guess the motto of this story is that you can have a lot more fun if only you're brave enough to get your kit off!