Chapter 5: The Plan Starts Working
I had been sitting there for awhile, reading this book. I hadn't heard from Jane for a little while. She was probably just enjoying the warmth of the hot bath. Mmm, I could smell something cooking. "Boy was I hungry all of a sudden." I thought to myself. Was Jane already out of the bath and cooking?
"What the!" I was in shock. There was my wife, Jane, the one that would never be caught dead in any other room naked, other than the bedroom or bathroom; There she was cooking, completely naked!
"Wh . . . What is happening?" I said, completely taken back.
I couldn't believe the sight before me. Jane was standing stark naked in the condo's kitchen, a pan balanced precariously in one hand, a spatula clutched tight in the other, and a glimmer of mischief in her eyes.
"Hello, love," she said, giving me a wide smile, "did you miss me?"
"Jane, what on earth are you doing?" I stammered, speechless.
"Cooking dinner," she replied with a laugh, "I figured since we're both on vacation, I might as well try out this 'nude-cation' thing you've been talking about."
In shock, I couldn't help but show my surprise. "But you've been so against it?"
"I was," she said, flipping the eggs over easily, "but I thought you're worth it. I'll admit, I'm freaking out a bit, and honestly don't like it much, but I'm going to try, for you."
I was excited, of course, but so shocked. I didn't even know how to respond.
"Well, are you going to strip or what?" She asked. "I know you had those clothes on for me. Now take 'em off my love. Let's start this Nude-Cation of yours!"
Yes, I believe I might now be in heaven.
The rest of the night was amazing. My wife, doing everything with me, naked. We ate dinner, cleaned the dishes, played a game of "yahtzee," and, of course, made love . . . um, twice! I think she was starting to come around.
"I think I'm starting to come around to this whole naked thing." She said, as we lay there in bed, getting ready to sleep for the night. "I've never slept naked before." She cuddled up to me; our naked bodies pressed up against each other. "It feels good." She added, as she gave me a sweet kiss on the cheek.
"Yup," I thought. This must be what heaven feels like.
The next morning, I woke up late. Jane was gone. I smelled coffee, but when I came to the kitchen, she was nowhere to be found. I then heard laughing on the deck. Jane was out there talking to someone. It then hit me. "Oh no!" I thought.
Trying to keep my composure, holding my coffee, I slid the balcony door open. There was my wife; yes, to my chagrin, still naked.
"You won't believe who I'm talking to Jason!" Jane exclaimed. "Right next door, in the condo; on the deck, right next to us . . . you just won't believe it!"
"What!" I said, acting surprised.
"Shari! Her name's Shari! She went to school with you!" She exclaimed.
"Oh wow!" I said, trying to sound as real as possible.
"Well, say hi to her goofball." Jane pushed.
"Umm, Hi, uh Shari." This felt so awkard.
"Hi James! Long time no see!" Shari responded. She sounded quite convincing. I gave a half embarrassed smile to Jane.
Jane, thinking she understood my trepidation responded. "Also, James, you won't believe this. Shari is on a . . . this is so crazy, a Nude-Cation as well!"
"Oh, um wow!" I continued in my acting voice.
"But," she giggled, "don't be looking at her through this hole. That's just for us girls to share!" Wow, they had become close friends quite quickly.
So that's how we spent the next couple of hours; drinking coffee, talking, and laughing together. It was quite something how well Jane and Shari were getting along. In fact, they had already planned a morning jog together. They asked me to come along, but surprisingly Shari pushed for it to just be the two of them. I thought that quite strange, but then a thought came to me; what if this was part of a plan that Shari was enacting. Could this be the case? I have to admit, I was getting that twinge of excitement in my gut (and my groin, for that matter).
Soon after, Jane dressed and went to meet Shari. I stayed behind and read the rest of that book. Honestly, I didn't even pay much attention to it. I was daydreaming about several different scenarios, and all of them ended up with the three of us in a room naked together.
I then heard the door. Jane was back. I went to see how her run had gone and was quite pleasantly surprised that she had immediately dropped all of her clothes at the door.
"Hi Sweetie," my naked queen beckoned. She gave me a big kiss. "I had a great time. Shari is a lot of fun, and honestly, she's a great runner! We really hit it off. You know how much I love to run. I'm going to go take a shower. Wanna join?" Well, she didn't have to ask twice!
We made love in the shower. It was amazing! I found it interesting, though, how revved up she seemed. Could Shari have said or done something that had gotten Jane this excited?
We got out of the shower and went to make lunch. Jane then said something that really shocked me. "What would you think if we had Shari over for lunch?"
"Really?" I asked. "Do you think she'd come?"
"Umm . . . oh yeah," Jane cautiously said. "In fact, it was kind of her idea."
"Oh . . . Really?" I asked, again. Wow, Shari had moved faster than even I had expected. "So, uh, what does that mean?" I cautiously prodded.
"Well," Jane nervously responded, "If this is truly a Nude-Cation for all of us, umm, I guess that means we will all be naked? I can't even believe I'm saying that. But, those are actually her words, not mine. Are you ok with this . . . I mean . . . oh, what in the world am I thinking!"
I could sense the ethical battle playing out in her head. I had to push just a little more to get this to happen.
"Well, how do you feel about it, babe?" I gently prodded.
"I'm not sure. I can't imagine; but she's just so great to be around. We have so much in common. I could just sense that she was quite adamant not to mess up her Nude-Cation. I don't quite understand it, but maybe it has something to do with her feelings about her late husband or something . . . I don't know. Ugg, this is hard. This would mean you'd be around another naked woman. That's just not right . . . or is it . . . maybe in this situation?"
Yup, this would be easy to move her over to our way of thinking. "I don't really see anything wrong with it, babe. I love you and I only have eyes for you. In this case, I'm sure it's fine."
"I don't know," Jane continued, "She's uh, quite a looker."
"Yeah, well, so are you!" She smiled back at me. "Yup, we had her," I thought.