Following our craziest and most intimate sessions yet of workouts and massages, the three of us got Chinese delivered for a late lunch.
As we all sat around the table, Emmie unfortunately announced that, because of an arrangement she had to make with her roommate, she had to leave a day early -- tomorrow instead of Sunday. Aunt Ruth and I were obviously saddened by this news, and it put a bit of damper on our lunch.
When we got home, we looked for a movie. It needed to be something good. Emmie and Aunt Ruth decided on something called "The Kissing Booth" on Netflix. It was pure gutter shite, but the gals enjoyed it, so I didn't put up much of a fuss.
Later.
It was now approaching 11 PM. Everyone was getting ready for bed. Aunt Ruth was walking around the house in her silk nightie, through which her nipples poked through, and I just had on my loose pajama bottoms. I was quite tired.
I headed toward the bathroom the upstairs bathroom to take a piss before I hit the sack. On my way up, I ran into Aunt Ruth going into her bedroom.
"Is Emmie in her room?" she asked.
"Don't know. Haven't seen her in a couple minutes." I replied.
"Do you want to drive her back tomorrow or should I?"
"Hmmm. You can take her. If there's no workouts tomorrow morning I wanna sleep in."
"Alrighty, suit yourself. Good night."
"Good night."
Aunt Ruth entered the darkness of her bedroom and closed the door behind her. I continued on towards the bathroom.
To my surprise, inside the bathroom was Emmie -- standing at the mirror topless, wearing only underwear that matched the color of her skin.
"Oh!" I exclaimed. "My bad. I didn't know you were in here. I'll wait."
"What's up?" she said with a mouthful of toothpaste.
"I have to pee but I'll go downstairs."
"It's alright. You can pee."
She moved out of the way of the doorway so I could get through.
"Are you sure?"
"It's alright, cousin. I've seen guys pee before."
I wordlessly entered and positioned myself next to Emmie, creaking the door closed behind me. The toilet was right next to the sink.
I flopped my penis and balls out of the waistband of my pajama bottoms. For a moment there was an awkward silence before I pushed hard enough and urine streamed from my hole.
I saw Emmie look over at it as soon as the sound of sloshing water started.
"It really sucks that you have to go home tomorrow." I blurted out mid-piss.
"Yeah. Honestly, Chelsea's a bitch. If it was up to me I'd kick her out and turn her room into an exercise studio."
"That'd be great. Double rent though."
"Eh, I'd figure it out."
She finished brushing her teeth. She rinsed with the little rinsing cup and spit the white fluid into the sink. Then, she started brushing her super long hair.
"How do you sleep with that hair?" I asked.
"Like this. I brush it completely straight..." she reached for the hairtie around her wrist. "And then tie it back as tight as I can."
She tightened it.
"I get knots every now and then but with hair this long it's almost impossible not to."
My long urination was slowing down. She looked at it again.
"I know you've only been here for a few days but I'll miss having you around. This last few days have been a lot of fun." I said, shaking exactly three times and then putting my dick back in my shorts.
"Well..." she started over a toilet flush. "...it doesn't have to be over yet. Come on in my room. Let's hang out."
"Hang out?"
"Yeah. We haven't really had time to just sit down and chill. Mom's always keeping us busy. Let's just chillax."
"Alright."
I followed my cousin into her bedroom, immediately to the left of the restroom. The walk was literally a second.
As soon as we entered the room, Emmie turned her television on, and in less than an instant, was slipping off her underwear.
"You sleep in the nude?" I observed.
"You don't?" she replied back, sitting on her bed.
"No, usually just boxers."
"You should try it. You'll sweat less. And I bet you'll feel better when you wake up."
"Have you always slept naked?"
"I started when I was in high school cause my friend's mom told me it feels great. Dad didn't like it 'cause he would always wake me up in the morning. But now that I'm out of here, for the most part, I can do it at all the time. And mom doesn't care much. Actually, I do mostly everything naked if I can."
"You're more comfortable that way?"
"Cuz, if I had my way, everyone in the world would be naked all the time. I don't think nudity is anything that anybody should ever be ashamed of."
I smiled, both on my face and in my shorts. "That's an interesting outlook."
"It makes me sounds like a crazy person to some people but honestly, pretty much everyone I'm close with on some level has seen me naked at least a couple times."
I laughed. "Oh, really?"
She settled back onto her bed, resting on propped up pillows. "Oh, sure. My roommate a million times, my roommate's boyfriend, some of his friends, most of
my
friends, my landlord, my neighbor, our cleaning lady, ummmm...pretty much all my cheer squad plus Coach Jackson, you, my mom, my dad, Greg. Pretty much everyone."
"Greg? Greg saw you?"
"Of course. My brother's seen me naked plenty of times."
"Really?"
"He was squeamish at first but see the same pair of tits 4 or 5 times and it gets familiar."
"And that doesn't bother you?"
"No. Why would it?"
She patted the space next to her on her bed.
"Come sit. Relax."
I stood pensive for a moment, and without thinking about it too much, slid my pajama bottoms and boxers off at once, and sat back on the bed next to my cousin. My semi stuck outward subtly.
Quietly, she started chuckling. "You'll get a kick out of this. I remember last year, at Amy's birthday party, both her and Uncle Jerry saw me. They both freaked out." She laughed. "But I was totally unphased. They were so confused."
"Uncle Jerry?! How on earth did that happen?"
"I was using Amy's room to put on my swimsuit because the bathroom was already taken. They knocked on the door and I said 'come in.' I was totally naked and they both opened the door while I was bending over. They both
freaked out
but I turned around and said 'Come in, come in'. I wanted to show them it was no big deal. They slammed the door and didn't talk to me the rest of the party. I was like 'whatever'."
We both laughed as she changed the channel on the TV. An SNL re-run was on.
"You've mentioned, that, uh..." I started nervously. "You mentioned that your dad joined you and your mom once for your workouts. Was he...?"
"Naked?" She finished my sentence. "Only once, and not completely. But he doesn't much like working out anyway. If they were still married I'd say I'll get him to come around to it but he'll probably never be around much anymore."
"Man, I wish I could have that mindset."
"What mindset is that?"
"Just...to be totally care free about what people think of you. I wish I was that comfortable."
"What are you uncomfortable about?"
"Well, I mean, I've never really been naked around anyone except my girlfriends. I'm still kinda getting used to it."
"You're already passed the starting point, Andrew. I've seen you and my mom's seen you. I can't speak for
her
but I think it's wonderful. Just let it be and keep going."
"Hmmm. I guess you're right."
"Here."
Suddenly, she scooted herself to lay on top of me.
"Do you have your phone?"
"No." I said. "It's in my room."
"Alright, here."
She grabbed her phone from the dresser next to bed and opened her camera. She layed back on top of me and suddenly took a picture of us both nude together.
"I'll send that to you." She continued, smiling. "Whenever you're feeling nervous or self-conscious about being in your natural state, just look at that picture and remember Emmie says it's okay."
I heard my phone ding from across the hall as Emmie showed me the picture. There was now an everlasting document of this moment -- I was naked in Emmie's bed with her, her tits were out in the photo, and my dick rubbed against her thigh. No one could ever see it, but I will cherish that photo forever.
Emmie continued on: "Tomorrow, try just walking around the house. See what happens."
"What, you mean just be naked all day while your mom's here?" I replied.
"Yeah. I bet she won't say anything."
"You're sure?"
"Yeah! Try it! I used to do it all the time!"
I smiled. Maybe I will try it. And maybe Aunt Ruth will do it with me.
Emmie and I laid naked on the bed together and watched SNL for the entire episode's run. Afterwards an episode
Zoey's Extraordinary Playlist
came on. Neither of had ever seen it but we were both so relaxed and comfy laying into each other we watched it anyway.
"This is nice." I commented.
"
Isn't it?"
Emmie agreed. "Wouldn't the world be a better place if you could do this with
any
member of your friends or family? We all need more intimacy. People look at nakedness like it's some kind of sacred, strictly sexual chastity, but when you break it down we all have the same parts. They all look the same and function the same way. It literally shouldn't matter at all."
"I've never thought about it like that. You know, cuz, I think you're smarter than most people give you credit for."
Emmie blushed and smiled, nudging her elbow against my chest. "Thank you."
Another few moments went by. I wanted to bypass the subject, but I simply had to know some of the details.
"I'm just curious..." I started.
"Yes?" she said.
"You don't have to answer, but I'm curious now. When was the first time Greg saw you? How did he react?"
"If my memory is right, it was high school. I recall I was coming out of the shower one morning and the towel was around my waist. He was all 'Woah woah woah Emmie, what the hell?! Put some fuckin' clothes on!' I just didn't say anything and walked away. And then, uhhh, I think it was a couples weeks later, him and one of his girlfriends were in the kitchen and I walked down to get a drink wearing nothing but socks and a robe. Again, he freaks out, but I'm like...bro, I've been naked in my room for 5 hours. What, am I gonna get all the way dressed just to get some Kool-Aid?"
I laughed.
She continued: "But see, this is what I'm saying! You just have to condition people to it. Last time both him and I were here visiting together he was making breakfast while mom and I were doing our workouts. He didn't say anything to either of us."
I chuckled. "Well, how bout that?"
"He'll come around to it himself. In a perfect world we'd all be naked at family gatherings and no one would be judging anybody. That's my vision of the future."
"Emmie, president of Nakedland."
We both laughed and smiled at each other. By now, I had developed a full erection.
I had a retort: "Although, Emmie, if everyone was naked all the time, how do you go about sex?"
"What do you mean?"
"Well, if everyone everywhere is naked all the time, and two people attracted to each other wanna have sex, do they just do it out in public wherever they are?"
