A great party. Yes, one of the best we'd been to. It was the company's annual Christmas "do", held in one of the best nightclubs in the city.
By midnight, pretty well everyone was fairly sloshed and up on the dance floor giving it their best-especially my Julia. Actually, it was her company's party. She works in the publicity department and is, by all accounts, a very creative lady. I'd have to confess, she's pretty creative in the bedroom as well. We do have a wonderful sex life you know. We love being naked, we are in fact naturists, and that led me to think for a second about our bedroom.
On the side cabinet we have a gorgeous photo of Julia in the nude, smiling so happily: it's not a sex picture but it's definitely my favourite. We also have two other photos; one of Julia in a camisole just giving a peek of her lovely nipples and one of the two of us cuddling naked for the camera, my cock beginning to show signs of an erection.
By the side of the bed there's Julia's big pink vibrator; we have lots of fun with that! What else? Well there's edible body paint, another smaller vibrator, massage oil, handcuffs, sexy six-inch high heeled pole dancer platform shoes, our video camera with our sex videos, we do like making our own porno movies and our sex box which contains all Julia's dressing-up underwear. As you can see, I'm a very lucky man!
We danced until nearly 2.30 when, at last the party began to break up. We had got our coats and our taxi was waiting for us when Nicole, one of Julia's best friends, weaved her way up to us, swaying on her bare feet, dancing shoes in hand. Nicole was a lovely woman, in her 40's, curvy with a pretty face, long black hair and a sweet smile. However, she had divorced a year ago and had not found a man since.
"'Scuse me," she giggled, " but you couldn't do me a really, really big favour please?"
Julia, who would always help anyone in need, said, "Sure. What can we do?"
"Well you can guess I haven't pulled tonight. Gary was supposed to be taking me home and he's bloody well gone off with that tart Elaine. I'm too pissed to risk getting a taxi by myself so, and it's a big favour, could I stay with you tonight?"
Of course Julia was also fairly well gone, and of course, being the generous girl she is, said yes.
The taxi journey only took about 20 minutes and by three o'clock we were home. All through the journey, Julia and Nicole were giggling at some of the silly things that had gone on that evening and they were still pretty euphoric when we entered the living room.
"Oh," said Julia, "what a mess!"
"Don't worry," I said. "Relax. Lets have a nightcap."
The girls, still giggling, agreed so I went to the kitchen to fix the drinks. As I was doing this I heard Nicole say, "Oh Julia. How lovely." How lovely I thought, whats so lovely?
I returned, without the drinks, to see Nicole and Julia leafing through one of our many naturist magazines: Julia and I keep them in our living room; we're not ashamed of being nudists, it's lovely to be naked.
"Oh I'd love to be a naturist," said Nicole. "How lovely just to be natural, be naked."
Well of course, we both enthusiastically agreed. Julia told her of our love of naturism, our visits to nudist resorts and of how I would make her nudist tea on weekends.
"Nudist tea? What's that?" asked Nicole.
"Well, on Saturday mornings, Martin gets up naked, naturally, and goes to the kitchen to make us a cup of tea, no matter how cold it is. But what he really likes is getting back into the warm bed and snuggling up again."
"And then what?" asked Nicole.
"We have rampant randy sex!" Julia laughed.
"Well, if you want to be naked now you can" said Nicole. "I don't mind. As I said, I wish I had the chance to be a naturist."
"Well you could," said Julia. "If we get undressed you can also get undressed. Then you'll be a naturist."
"Oh, I'd love to," said Nicole, "as long as you don't mind."