This is a follow up story 'Hurricane Ida' which should be read first, but not necessarily.
I hope you enjoy this story.
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A couple of weeks went by when on a Thursday I decided to call Becky.
"High...Becky, this is Mike. How have you been?"
"Hi Mike. Well, I'm still alive, thanks to you. What's up?"
"Nothing much. I just wanted to see how you were doing."
"Well, my car was totaled as you can imagine but everything else is the same...well almost."
"What's different?"
"You got me hooked on being nude. I don't wear any clothes in the house and it's all your fault."
Laughing, I said, "That's a good thing and something I'd like to see."
"Why not come over this Saturday. I'll show you my culinary skills also."
"That sounds great. I'll see you then."
"Come over around 6:00 and bring some of your reading material."
"Ok. Will do. Bye."
The thought of seeing Becky in the nude gave me a hard on & her wanting me to bring over some porno magazines made me believe we were going to have a great night.
I bought a couple of bottles of wine, a Cabernet Sauvignon & one white, since I didn't know what she planned on making.
I pulled a couple of porno magazines for her and set them aside. I even grabbed a couple of porno DVDS just in case she wanted to get adventurous.
Before I realized it, Saturday was here. I did my chores, shaved, showered and got ready for a great evening.
It was finally time to leave & I drove to Rye, about a half hour from me. I arrived a little before 6:00. I couldn't believe it when Becky answered the door naked.
"Becky, you look terrific." I said as I entered her house. "There is something different about you though...you went smooth. How come?"
"I just wanted to see how I looked."
"I think you look great smooth. I brought some wine & a couple of magazines and two DVDS if you were interested."
"That sounds like an evening of fun."
"Come on in. Give me a second and I'll give you the tour."
In a minute, Becky came out and gave me a tour of her house which was quite nice. After the tour we went to the living room and sat on the sofa.
"Hey Mike, there's something wrong with this picture, don't you think?"
I thought for a second & started laughing. "I guess you're right." I got up and removed my clothes and now we were both naked.
"What are you making Becky? It smells delicious."
"I'm making my specialty, lasagne. I got the recipe from my good friend John. It's really authentic Italian."