AllFreeNovel
Share Us
Val insisted on drying the dishes. The man was incapable of not lending a hand.
While he was drying the last thing I'd washed, the frying pan, he peered out the window above the sink. His brows scrunched together, crinkling the spot above his nose.
"Are the Kittens prancing around naked out there?" I asked.
"No, it's not them."
"What's so fascinating, then?"
He tore his focus away from the window and set down the frying pan. "It's nothing."
Did he really think that would staunch my curiosity? I rose onto my tiptoes and peered out the window. My jaw dropped. Seriously. It dropped, possibly down to my belly button.
Out there on the lawn, my family was prancing around in the nude playing miniten with the Kittens and Ollie. My niece and nephew had kept their clothes on, but my parents and my brother and sister, along with their significant others, had stripped. They all seemed to be having a great time and seemed oblivious of their own nakedness, like they'd always been nudists.
I dropped back onto my soles on the cold, hard floor.
"Well," Val said, "it looks like your family has no problem with nudism."
Chapter Twenty
Val
Out here on the lawn, I watched Eve while she watched her family enjoying a friendly game of miniten while in the nude. How could I look at anything but her? The dress she wore, with its thin straps and above-the-knee hem, barely covered her curvy body. The way the fabric swished around her thighs whenever she moved had me fantasizing about whether she wore anything under it.
When she'd first seen her family through the kitchen window, her expression had gone from relaxed to abject shock in a millisecond. I'd never seen anyone look as stunned as she had been at that moment. She saw nudists every day and didn't bat an eye, but seeing her family jumping into the lifestyle left her speechless.
Literally. Eve had not spoken a word since she'd gotten her first glimpse of her family au naturel.
When she had wandered outside, I followed. We loitered at the edge of the lawn where a group of smiling, laughing people engaged in a game of batting a tennis ball back and forth over the net with the wooden thugs that covered their hands. I'd never played miniten, but observing a game made me want to try it.
"Let's join them," I said to Eve.
She jerked and veered her wide-eyed gaze to me. "What?"
"Relax," I said, laying a hand on her shoulder. "I meant let's join the game. You can keep your clothes on."
She did relax, a touch, and her eyes were no longer bulging. "I don't play miniten."
"Neither do I. But how hard can it be? Senior citizens are doing it."
"Miniten isn't usually so vigorous, which is why nudists like it. This group is really going for it, though."
On the playing field, Sylvester leaped up to smack the ball with his thug. His own balls flapped along with his dick. The tennis ball sailed over the net. Krista tried to hit it but missed, succeeding only in making her tits flap.
Eve twisted her mouth into a look of half embarrassment, half amusement. "I've never understood how nudist women can stand having their boobs flailing around like that. It hurts, you know? Unless you're flat-chested, it can be rather painful."
"Have you tried playing sports in the nude?"
"No, but I do occasionally go without underwear."
"I know, and I love when you do that." I slipped an arm around her shoulders. "Makes it easier for me to get you naked. Or to fuck you while you're dressed."
"You haven't done that yet."
She was right, I realized. I'd done pretty much everything else with her, but I hadn't pushed up her skirt and taken her that way.
I bent my head to whisper in her ear, "Are you wearing a bra and panties?"
