This is the continued account of our adventures on vacation two years ago. I strongly advise you to read the first part first.
It is about realizing my silent dreams, wishes and desires that would not have been possible without the guidance of John, my sweet, inspiring and caring husband. Corona didn't exist yet and life was easy and not so complex with fear...
The next day, on Sunday, John went to the grocery shop to get our baguette, butter cheese, a bottle of wine and to order a baguette again for Thursday, four days later as decided by the roll of the dice. That's when I'll go shopping there and pick it up. This time I stayed in the car being fully dressed, as I would go in there in the nude only, having asked the shop keeper his agreement to do so during my last visit. Now we only made a reconnaissance trip to prepare for my next 'bottomless tour' and naked challenge.
When John was back in the car, he established: 'As you'll travel in your t-shirt we can as well go some further and still be in time to have an interesting walk.. ' When he told me his plan to go for a walk around a lake, I was terrified at first, saying: 'No way...!' , but John calmed me down and convinced me to trust him and his judgment. He said: 'As early as we go for your walk, we'll perhaps meet some fisherman and an early jogger, so there is nothing to be worried about. There won't be that many visitors so early at that hour of day. I'm sure you'll enjoy every minute of it; you'll see what it is like when we go there now.'
So we drove to the lake and parked our car at the parking and checked at the billboard that the tour around would be some more then a mile of length. We went on our way, knowing the walk would take about half an hour.
The path gave a view on the lake and as the lake was situated in the woods, at our right hand side we looked at the woods; sometimes there was a small meadow and we came along a few pick-nick sites with tables and benches. We had a nice walk enjoying the view, although most of the time we walked in the full sun and that made it was very hot. Saying so, John answered that it would be more comfortable on Thursday morning as the nights stayed hot, but the sun would be mild around 7 o'clock when we would be walking here.
Once we had passed about three quarters of the walk, we saw a cafeteria with a cozy terrace and decided to have a cup of coffee. When the waiter came we ordered and John asked; "What time do you open in the morning?" The waiter replied that they had their first customers around seven in the morning, usually fishermen. But of course they were already busy with preparations so that early birds could already go for a cup or thermos of coffee.
John remarked: 'That of course gives us perspective to get off there in the morning, we could take a break here.' I answered: ' I'm not sure that I dare.. but we'll see then...'
After we had finished our coffee, we went on our way again and went back to our car.
Having all settled, we then drove to the woods to have a pick-nick as we had planned before. We drove in a path backwards to park the car, like we do when I'm having a walk naked at home, I went to the back of the car as and undressed as I'm used to. John had opened the trunk and undressed too. Our clothes went in, we took our plaid, food and necessities for our pick-nick and went on our way hand in hand. When we found a sunny spot, we settled down and had our meal. We took the things together except for the plaid and had one another as desert. Starting in sixty-nine, we changed for missionary fucking. When John almost came, we stopped fucking; I took his dick in my mouth and sucked him of, swallowing his cum. When he had come to rest and he had said I could stop sucking, I laid back as it was his turn now to lick me to my orgasm. Thinking of what was to come in a few days, I had a tremendous orgasm. When I had come to rest, I thanked John and kissed him giving him a taste of his own cum. We walked back to our car where we dressed again and left for home.
The days went fast; John prepared me, shaving me on Wednesday evening for my trip, I washed my hair, did my nails and we went to bed early. Everything went as before; I sucked John off, swirling my tongue around his glance and teasing his little pee hole and when he had delivered his load in my mouth, I swallowed it and kissed him good night granting him a smell of cum in my breath before we went to sleep, dreaming of our adventures the next morning.
I woke up before the alarm as usual and took a shower keeping my hair dry, did my make up and 'dressed' with the blue t-shirt John had given me. Looking in the mirror, it looked like a very short dress; I saw it covered all it should, but a gust of wind could immediately and inexorably change that. I had to stay aware of that when the situation would become critical, especially when returning home....
I went down and made us a cup of coffee, and sat down on a towel again, waiting for John. After we had had our coffee, John said it was time to go to the lake. He took two bags along for shopping later on and opened the door; I slipped on my open shoes and off we went. As before John said: 'After you..' Once at our car, he gallantly opened my door for me to get in and closed it after I was seated and we went on our way to the lake.
After a drive of some twenty minutes, we arrived at the car park of the lake. Two cars were parked there already and John parked next to them. I took of my t-shirt, handed it to him and stepped out of the car. The air was still cool, but comfortable, like John had expected. He took my hand, saying he was proud of me, lifting my hand stretching my arm and having me make a turn around on my axis, saying: 'You're looking great! Look at your protruded clit and nipples...' I stopped to kiss him and I said: 'Thank you for your lovely compliments, guidance and support making me confident to enjoy my naked walk fully!' We went on our way again passing the billboard.
Like usual during my nude walks, we had a nice chat about everything but my nakedness, but now I brought the subject to visiting the cafeteria later on. I said to John:'I wouldn't want to miss it, and when they accept me in my naked state, I would love to go there for a coffee and breakfast..' We were already some ten minutes on our way when we saw the first fisherman. As we didn't want to hide, we didn't choose to be silent thus we continued our conversation on our way. One of the men turned his head and saw us; it was obvious he had told the others about the naked woman on the path. Although they whistled and made comments, they stayed where they were, so I waved and we continued our way to the cafeteria for our breakfast break. The temperature seemed to be already rising slowly now, maybe that was also because we were walking the path uphill. Once on higher grounds, we saw the cafeteria in minutes walking distance; we both looked forward to our break although I told John I felt nervous about going in. Who would we meet and how would their reaction be?
He said: 'Don't worry, you just step in, you won't have to defend on being naked, most men will like what they see and the female workers can always ask if they want. You could suggest this to be the outcome of a dare.'
We arrived at the cafeteria and seen from the outside there was just one person at the bar and one in the kitchen, so we stepped in, me first, asking: 'Could we have breakfast?' The man at the bar answered looking me up literately from head to toe: 'By all means! Be seated..'
We took a table at one of the windows, thus being able to see who would come in but realizing we could being seen in the same time; we supposed that it would prevail one that wouldn't like my naked presence to come in.
We ordered our breakfast and took our time to enjoy it; in the mean time two men came in. As they definitely had noticed us before going in, me in my exposed state, my naked breasts to be seen before entering the cafeteria they didn't cause any problems. They just looked, without making any remarks.
After finishing our breakfast, John asked for the bill and we left the cafeteria leaving a nice tip.
Once we got back to our car and John had opened it, he handed me my t-shirt that I put on and we went on our way to the grocery shop.
When we arrived, I undid my seatbelt and shirt, handing it to John. He stepped out of our car and went to my side to help me out too, taking our bags with him. We crossed the road and I went into the shop, handing the open door to John who followed me. I took a basket and went into the shop meeting a woman, some older then us, but good looking in her tight summer dress. When she turned her head in our direction I immediately recognized... the farmers wife that we had encountered at her farm as she was looking after her chicken. Seeing me she reacted: 'Oh my, it's you again; great to meet you! So special; we recognized a lot, my husband and I.. he still talks about seeing you, how he enjoyed that... By the way, I didn't introduce myself; I'm Anna..' We shook hands and presented ourselves, that is in addition, naming our names. Then Anna said: 'I would like to invite the two of you at our house; would eight o'clock tonight suite you?'
We looked at each other and nodded in agreement; I said: 'We're honored and surprised by your invitation; we'll be there; we are happy to accept it!'