- Alan and Samantha discover something mutually exciting.
Alan leaned back in his desk chair and cracked his knuckles before giving the budget spreadsheet a final once over. Satisfied with his progress he mashed apple+s, closed the window and turned off his monitor, grateful to be done for the day. Getting up from his desk, he padded across the small bedroom that had become his home office during the pandemic, which now felt like a distant memory. As terrible as COVID was for a lot of people, it was a blessing for Alan as the remote work allowed him to make a case to go fully distributed and leave his NYC commute behind him and move with his wife Samatha to the coastal south.
Walking down the hallway toward the kitchen to grab a well deserved beer, Alan's phone buzzed with a text message.
Text from Samantha: All done for the day?
Text from Alan: Yep, just finished up.
Text from Samantha: Aardvark.
Alan stopped dead in his tracks. Aardvark is Sam's word to trigger the start of a game. Any time, anywhere Alan has to play when Sam says Aardvark. That was the agreement.
Abandoning the after work beer for the time being, Alan turned on his heels and walked into the master bedroom. At first glance, a very normal bedroom with a neatly made king bed, his and hers nightstands and lamps, some tasteful wall art as well as matching set of dressers.
However, the dresser on the left was a little different. The dresser on the left had padlocks on all the drawers.
Alan walked to the foot of the bed and sat down on a wooden chest where he methodically but without rushing, began to take off his shoes. His socks were next and neatly placed into the shoes. He stood, unbuttoned his short sleeve linen shirt, removed it along with his undershirt, and laid them down on the bed, neatly folded. Next, he took off his belt and slid down his jeans as well as underwear, folding these along with the shirts. Alan then opened the wooden chest and placed his shoes and all of his clothing into the chest. Finally, Alan removed his watch and simple gold wedding band and placed those on top of the neat pile of clothes and closed the lid.
Now totally nude, with no shoes, no clothes and no jewelry, Alan retrieved a small padlock, like you'd use on a suitcase, from Samantha's nightstand drawer and placed it on the clasp of the wooden chest.
Walking back into the kitchen, Alan's phone buzzed again.
Text from Samantha: All set?
Text from Alan: Yes, all set.
Text from Samantha: Great! I'm leaving work in a few minutes.
Text from Samatha: Why don't you go over to Jenn's and I'll meet you there for drinks?
Alan had learned by this point that he shouldn't ask too many questions when Sam was playing a game but this was a new level. They had talked about this in passing and a part of him thought it was coming but was he ready for this?
As if it was someone else was moving his fingers, Alan texted back: "Sounds good"
Alan placed his phone down on the kitchen counter and took a deep breath before walking towards the patio door. Already starting to get hard, he opened the sliding door and walked out, completely nude in broad daylight, onto the patio that led to the back yard. While the yard was fairly private, with mature landscaping, trees and plenty of foliage, his heart still raced as he crossed the threshold and quickly walked toward the side of the yard, savoring the way the grass tickled his bare feet and approached the gate in the stockade fence that led to their neighbor Jenn's side yard as the light breeze caressed every inch of his nude body.
Alan hesitated at the gate. He was rock hard at this point and his balls had pulled up into a tight sack. The desire to touch himself was nearly overwhelming but instead, he pushed open the gate and found himself steps away from a pool surrounded by a flagstone patio with loungers. On one of those loungers sat a beautiful middle aged woman with long red hair and a mischievous smile, wearing a tight fitting tee shirt and yoga pants. She raised a glass of wine and said "Hey Alan, nice to see you".
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Several Months Earlier:
It all started with a broken A/C. July in the coastal southeast can be nearly unbearable but his particular summer was rough with real feels in the high 90's by 8am. Going outside during the heat of the day is insanity.
Alan, sweating profusely in the midday sun, was desperately prodding the A/C unit. He'd spent almost all of his Saturday morning watching dozens of Youtube videos and trying everything that he could to get the unit running, but this was simply beyond his depth. Swearing, he walked into the house and found his wife Samantha, sitting on the couch with three fans pointing at her, tugging on the collar of her long tee shirt to try to find a little relief from the heat and humidity.
"Sam, I think we are going to have to call someone out to take a look. God knows how long it's going to take, I'm sure with this heat they are backed up and it's the weekend", Alan said.
"Terrible timing for sure but I'll call around and see if we can get someone out. Why don't you go grab a shower".
Grateful for the chance to cool off, Alan grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge and made his way to the master bath. While the long cool shower felt great, Alan was almost immediately sweating after drying off. The house was sweltering. Walking out of the bathroom with the towel around his waist, he saw Sam sitting on the bed.
Sam reported, "Good news and bad news. The good news is that I found a HVAC company that can get us in. The bad news is that it won't be until Wednesday".
"I guess we take what we can get at this point" Alan replied. With the indoor temperature approaching 85 degrees, Alan walked to his dresser and pulled out a tank top and loose basketball shorts thinking this would be the coolest possible option. Holding the tank top and shorts in his hand, he hesitated.
"Sam, I honestly don't know if I can handle getting dressed right now. It's just too hot".
Sam was somewhat taken aback. While she and Alan had a good sex life, they were pretty vanilla. Like in bed with the lights off a couple times a month kind of sex life. And while there were certainly times that they had been less than fully dressed in each other's presence in non-sexual situations, like getting ready in the morning, neither had ever explored anything that approached nudism. Sam was particularly shy about being naked, never leaving the bathroom without a towel or robe despite having an amazing body.
"Alan, I get it. It's sweltering in here and you've been outside in the heat working. If not getting dressed right away is going to make you more comfortable that's fine with me".
Alan nodded, took off his towel and tossed it into the laundry basket and stood awkwardly at the foot of the bed and shuffled his feet.
Sam didn't know where to look. She didn't want to make things weird and understood that Alan had been sweating his ass off outside for hours for their benefit but being clothed in the presence of a naked man was something she had never experienced so she absentmindedly scrolled through her phone.
"So this is a little bit weird" Alan finally said.
"Yeah a little bit" Sam chuckled, the ice broken. "Alan, if you are comfortable then I am happy. There is nothing to feel weird about. We've been married for years, I've seen it all before." Sam replied, trying to reassure herself as much as Alan.
"So...are you going to join me?" Alan asked with a wink.
