Sunlight streaming through the window woke me up the following morning. I was alone and naked in Ann's bed. I could hear the water running in the bathroom. When Ann returned to the bedroom she was still wearing the satin nightgown she had put on the night before. It was long sleeve and covered her to mid calf.
She crawled in next to me and kissing me on the cheek saying, "There's a brand new tooth brush by the sink. Why don't you go freshen up a bit and I'll go start some coffee."
I splashed water on my face, brushed my teeth and already I could smell the coffee. I felt a little chilly as I walked down the steps. I saw my clothes neatly folded on a chair when I went through the living room and into the kitchen.
I walked up behind Ann and placing my hands on her hips drew her close and kissed the back of her neck. "You smell great."
"Thank you, baby doll." She smiled and asked, "How do you take your coffee?
"Black."
"No cream or sugar?"
"Just black." I repeated. "It's chilly this morning! Do you have a robe I could wear?
"No, but I'll turn the heat up." She grinned at me mischievously. "Besides I prefer seeing you naked."
"Then I like being naked, even if little Fred shrivels up and hides!"
"Well, I know how to get little Fred to come out and play." She teased.
As we sipped our coffee Ann offered me a grocery store danish. "Would you like a little something to eat?"
"I would but it's not danish that I'd like to eat."
"You are such a bad boy, Freddy, mama should spank you!"
"I can't remember the last time I was spanked." I mused chuckling.
"We'll have to do something about that one day."
"Spanking or paddling?" I wondered what I was getting myself into.
"Does it matter?"
"I don't think I'd like the paddle."
"Then don't be a bad boy."
"I will do my very best to behave."
"But you'd let me spank you?"
"Maybe, if I were a really bad boy; a really bad boy and time out didn't work."
"You surprise me, Fred."
"Why?"
"Well, for one I'm surprised you'd even consider being spanked."
"What else?"
"You seem so comfortable being naked."
"It's just the two of us. Why aren't you naked?"
"That's a good question, Fred. I guess I believe a woman has more control of a situation if she has her clothes on and her man is naked.
"That almost makes sense. Men are still stronger though."
"True, and men sometimes use that strength when they shouldn't. When a man is naked he can't help but think about sex. A good woman should be able to lead a man if he is focused on sex."
"But if he is bad then she should spank him?"
"I've never spanked a man, Fred."
I grinned impishly and said, "We'll have to do something about that one day."
"Someday, maybe, we'll see." She said thoughtfully.
"Let's go upstairs and fuck!"
"Not so fast big boy! We're not done yet. When the girls are home there is no way you can parade around here naked."
"Agreed."
"But when they are not here and you visit I want you to be naked from the moment you arrive."
"You do, why?"
"I told you already, I like seeing you naked. If I had it my way men would be naked whenever possible."
"All men, all the time? What about women?"
"Yes, all men. Especially in private but women should remain clothed. We should only share our bodies with our partners." That revelation didn't register at the time.
"Did you see your clothes piled up by the door?"
"On the chair? Yes, I did."