@mike45 - no, I'm not pissed, I'm having to laugh at myself because they, Ruthie & Beth Anne, had it in their heads that I would be the 'hold out' and not want to go to a nude beach. 😃 Either I'm very good at disguising my inner kink - or I look like more of a prude or doting grandma who hasn't got a clue about 'that' side of human nature. In other words - it seems like they think I'm kind of a stick in the mud or 'old fashioned farm girl' that hasn't got a clue.
This past week particularly - has been more along the lines of 'sensory overload' and things have happened so fast. I've got a husband - who is now giving me enemas, and letting me give him enemas. 'Letting' right now - is the key word, I'm not sure he is totally 'wanting' enemas, but hey, it's a start. Also this past week - and almost all of yesterday, Sunday, I spent time with friends I've known since high school completely naked and we loved it. Yesterday was the second time - for all day nudity with friends.
It's after midnight right now - I'm naked, sitting here in the darkened living room, and my husband is out checking wells and will be back in a couple of hours. Over on the couch - is Gibby, naked, and her dog, Skuter, is laying on the floor sleeping and he must be chasing something in his dreams. I can see Gibby in the light of her lap top - and she is checking her mail or something, maybe looking for pictures of me naked where I was stupid enough to post. No - at least I didn't show my face.
I had written a lot on that very first time - when we, my friends, husband, were all at dinner at the table in our house. Gibby was giving us all tips - or ideas, of what it would be like to go to a nude beach. About how some guys worried - about getting erections and making a fool out of themselves, but she said that erections would be rare, and unless you were 'doing something about it' there might not be much said. She also told them about how some guys guarded against - 'skid marks' by using some sort of towelette like Cottonelle moist wipes or something. I grinned to myself - thinking that Tom wouldn't have to worry about that because he would get an enema and a once over to take care of the skid marks or erections. 😉 I had it all figured out - and me and the girls, Gibby included, had it all figured out on how to approach the topic of nude beaches at dinner. Gibby also produced - two containers of Cottonelle moist wipes and put them on the table. I missed that clue - huge.
They asked Gibby a lot of questions - sometimes they had to be reminded to look directly at Gibby so she could understand what they were saying or asking. It took a little while - but they adapted pretty good and didn't have to repeat very often. Then Beth Anne - of all people, asked Gibby if we all should 'practice' being naked so that we wouldn't be such rubes out there on the beach and make fools out of ourselves. Ruthie nodded her head - and was giving Beth Anne that 'go girl' look and I swear she may have even thrown in an 'amen!' This is where I began to get suspicious - I'm a slow learner. :-\\
Gibby asked a good question of Beth Anne - like, what did she mean 'practice being naked?' So far - it seemed like we were following 'the plan' which was to get the guys to agree to have a cook out at Ruthie & Dave's the following day. Naked. That had been what we talked about - earlier at lunch, set the mood, make a plan, and all of us go over to Ruthie and Dave's and get naked, eat some steaks or something, and 'practice' for a nude beach or decide if that is what we wanted. After all - we all didn't want to pay to fly out to some place with a nude beach, and then come to find out we didn't want to be naked with all those beach people or in front of each other.
That was the plan.
Well Gibby - told us what to expect, that if you are first time naked with other people in a public or social gathering. Things like - how it would be natural to 'check out' each other, be curious about what the other would look like naked and feel like a peeping tom or be so self conscious. Beth Anne piped up and asked Gibby - something along the line of, what would happen if we all got naked here at my house at the dinner table? Gibby asked if this would be the first time - for any of us to see each other naked especially in a setting like this? Ruthie raised her hand - like we were back in school or some such thing, and said no, other than the time the guys tried to put out a camp fire by peeing on it and the piss smelling steam, or when they tried to piss from one bank of an irrigation ditch to the other side. Beth Anne capped it off by saying - no, other than that and that awful pissing on the camp fire episode, no one at the table had seen the other naked. Dave did mention something about a couple of us girls - who maybe had a little too much to drink and may or may not have flashed some boob at the others. Officially - soberly, consciously, getting naked with each other, no.
Gibby then told us - that if we were to all get naked now, hypothetically, she would not be shy in checking us all out and not apologize for looking. She said that she would also expect - and accept the fact that we would be checking her out too. THIS by the way - is almost word for word what Gibby told me that first time I met her up near her home in a motel room before we went to dinner. It was like - deja vu, and I thought to myself that she had used a line on me. It worked back then - and it looked like it was working now. While Gibby was telling us this - Dave was slipping Skuter some cheese and bits of roast beef that was making him very popular with Skuter and Ruthie giving him a look like maybe he should ask Gibby first. Nah.
I should have noticed - well, actually I did, I just didn't think about it or it didn't sink in, but Ruthie and Beth Anne were exchanging glances with each other. The kind of glances between two people - that are called 'co-conspirators' by the news media. Ruthie asked - so how would all that start? 🙄 Gee - Beth Anne wanted to know that too. 😃 Then those two yahoos - looked around at everyone at the table, like they were taking a poll as to, something, like, maybe, who will go first? WE didn't talk about that at lunch, at least not for the dinner we were having that night. This dinner was just to - set the stage for the next day.
Gibby pressed the nervous people - are you wanting to start now? Whoa 😮 - this is not part of the plan! Why yes - those two little snots were shaking their heads like this thought JUST NOW occurred to them right there and then! Hell - even Dave, Steve, and TOM, were giving it that, 'well yeah' look to each other! This was a set up! But - I just knew none of them would be the first, and out of the corner of my left eye, I see this short woman with short auburn hair, killer lil hard body, stand up at the head of the table where she had been sitting - and take off her dress and there she was! Naked as a jay bird - not a stitch, and standing right there in front of half of Georgia and six people sitting around a dinner table in my house!
Ruthie and Beth Anne - who both wore dresses, and who usually wear jeans or slacks or something other than dresses, looked like they were having a race as to who got undressed first. And wouldn't you know it! They were both totally naked under their dresses! What are the odds of that happening - I ask you, what do you think the odds are of that happening? Now - Dave and Steve, did excuse themselves and took the Cottonelle wipes off to the bathrooms. Tom didn't have to go - because I had given him an enema just about an hour before the dinner. Oh yeah - spontaneous my ass!
When it was all said and done - I was the last one standing there with any clothes on. But not for long - 😎 because out came the girls, and then everything else, but I was the only one who had been wearing underwear.
Gibby was calling the shots - and breaking the ice, because there was a lot going on and we were looking everywhere except down below each other's necks. I checked out the dining room ceiling and every where else. Then Gibby - got our attention, and told us about checking each other out and get past the initial naked feeling and embarrassment and that it was natural to be curious about our bodies and those of others. Gibby even stood up again - and turned around slowly for everyone to see her body, and even did a walk from one end of the table where we were sitting, into the kitchen and back again, making sure that whoever wanted to look, and we all did, looked. She wasn't ashamed at all - and after each one of us 'did the walk' we started getting comfortable with the fact that we were all naked and we ate dinner.
Then - mostly for Gibby's benefit, we all went around the table and introduced ourselves to her, while we ate. Ruthie told of her being an R.N., involved with horses, hospice, and having two daughters who were away at college. Dave is a pilot - dusts crops in the planting and growing season. Beth Anne told about her flower shop - helping me part time cater, being a grandmother, and Steve told a little about his working with hospice and sometimes Ruthie, and who is a farmer and a mechanic who keeps the irrigation wells going. Tom and I did our thing - and told how many kids, from our marriage we had, and the ages of number of kids from other marriages. Gibby told about raising four boys - her husband and three sons, all of who were in the service, and had how her husband had also been in the service and served in Viet Nam a long time ago.
It was going good - real good, and then Dave asked Gibby about the necklace she was wearing, the gold necklace, with the gold rectangle with a red border, a white field inside of the rectangle, the two blue stars, and one gold star. We found out - what a Gold Star Mother was. Gibby softly explained - and in such a way, that showed her with so much dignity, and her loss, and sorrow, about something no parent even wants to have cross their mind. When she was finished telling us - we all knew that the subject would never be brought up again. She hadn't told many people this before - and that night, she told some new found friends who were just as naked as she was right then.
Then we noticed an odor - Gibby was the first to notice it, over near where Dave was sitting, and her eyes locked on to a set of eyes that looked very guilty. Skuter. She asked Skuter if he had been a naughty dog - and if he had eaten any cheese. It was obvious he had - and he gave Dave up by glancing over his way and trying to avoid Gibby's scorn. Dave looked like a deer in the head lights. Gibby told him - Skuter, to heel, Dave damn near heeled too. Gibby had that tone in her voice, and she and Skuter went out into the back porch and on the patio. Ruthie rolled her eyes at Dave - Dave was busted, Steve and Tom didn't look at him because he was fucking toast and they didn't want to get burned either, after all, it was all Dave's idea to feed Skuter. Steve and Tom - they were totally innocent and never would feed someone else's dog without their permission. The clue bus was bouncing over Dave - like a speed bump in the road. 😁 Dumb ass.
While Gibby was airing out Skuter - we all decided to go out onto the patio, it was dark, still pretty warm, a little chilly, but not bad. Being naked outside - well that is something that I never really did. Completely naked - and with friends, outside, now that was something fantastic! It was night - and our patio is not visible from the road, and our nearest neighbor on that road was about a half a mile away, so being seen was not very likely. I noticed that my girls - my nipples were reacting to the night air, just like Ruthie's and Beth Anne's, and we got a chuckle out of that. But the boys - well, their boys, were shriveling up because they weren't used to the night air. Naturally - Ruthie the RN, had an answer as to why this was happening, about the boys retracting into the body to keep warm. She may have been right - but we all thought it was funny as hell that the boys were shriveling up! Woosies!
About an hour or two later - after staying outside as long as we could, we went back in, had some dessert, Gibby took Skuter out one more time, we all decided that we would meet up at Ruthie and Dave's in the morning-ish for 'breakfast in the buff' and maybe spend the whole day naked. Ruthie and Dave live in back our our place - about a mile and a half down along the water canal, and don't have the problem of their kids or company just 'dropping by' unannounced. None of us had to work - except checking irrigation pumps, or moisture contents, or some little chores. So we all could spend our time - just getting used to being naked with each other. It had been a good night - and being naked felt good, real good, and we all wanted more of the same.
When they left - Ruthie & Dave and Beth Anne & Steve, Tom trundled off to bed while I went with Gibby to her room. We did an enema - and held each other for a little while. It was a perfect ending - and felt so right, everything about being naked with my friends, outside, sitting around the dinner table, the coffee, the dessert, getting to know each other like it was the first time for any of us to meet. If that was what being naked with friends was like - then I wanted more, and holding Gibby and having an enema with her, that is where it's at.
I didn't plan on adding all of this right now - so if there are some mistakes, chill, it's almost 2 a.m. and I think I want to give Gibby an enema right there on the couch. IF - Skuter doesn't have to be aired out.
Nite - 🌹