It was a beautiful Saturday summer morning, and I had the house all to myself! My parents had gone away for the weekend, and my older brother was spending the day with his girlfriend. I had no plans for the day, except that I wanted to spend it alone. My brother and I both were in college, and spent the summers at home. We both had friends coming in and out of the house all of the time, which was fun, but it made me cherish those times I had alone all the more.
After a quick breakfast, I checked my e-mail, and took a long, luxurious shower. I towelled off, blow dried my hair, and wrapped myself up in my soft midnight blue terrycloth robe. Back in my room, I was getting ready to pick out some clothes to put on. But instead, I got the urge to spend most of the day in the nude. Walking around stark naked was one of my favorite things to do on those rare occasions when I was home alone. I mean, it is so sensual, so freeing! I would just do my normal routine, but it would feel better in my birthday suit. I smiled, thinking how whenever I happened to catch myself in the mirror during these times, I liked to do provocative poses, pretending I was posing for Playboy, Hustler, or Penthouse.
Still in my robe, I walked around the house to make sure all of the blinds, curtains, and shutters were closed. Sure, I liked being nude, but I didn't want an audience. I had flashed my breasts to a few guys on our last family vacation, but it was only because I was sure I was never going to see them again! I was about to close the blinds in front of the big glass door in the back of our house that opened to the patio when the phone rang. It was my friend Mike.