"Date night. The big night. No dress code. The Naked Dinner Date."
Rachel chanted those words in her head as she looked at herself in the mirror. She was feeling a mixture of excitement and nerves. Who could blame her? This was the first time she and Scott would be letting someone into their home and nudist lifestyle. It was painful for Rachel because they were still maintaining a lie, pretending that she and Scott were merely a couple and not daughter and father. But it was a necessary precaution. How could a stranger, even if a friend, could understand and accept knowing Rachel and Scott had this incestuous relationship? She began to feel self conscious. She was tired of the thought of having to defend and justify her love for her father, even if that love was unconventional and taboo. It takes a toll on a young lady to hide her feelings.
"What matters is that she's a good friend. She's been kind, supportive and open minded." Rachel said out loud to herself to calm her anxiety.
"Sweetheart, dinner should be ready in forty minutes at the most. By the way, you might wanna check your phone." Scott's voiced announced as he walked on in and positioned himself behind her. He wrapped his arms around her, with one hand caressing along her shoulder and neck. "Everything will be fine. It's not like you to worry like this, so just remember to have fun" he said reassuringly. She slowly smiled back, looking at him in mirror.
"Just remember that this was your crazy idea, baby girl" smirked Scott. Rachel's worries began to abate, feeling a perk of optimism. Scott headed off to the kitchen while Rachel checked her phone in her room. "I'm about 30 minutes away, see ya soon x" she read on her screen. Scott was indeed right to call out Rachel's lack of attention, as this message was only sent twenty seven minutes ago. A few seconds later, the doorbell was already ringing. She jogged over to the front door, with her breasts and body expressively jiggling with each step.
She opened and welcomed in her guest... the beautiful and talented Olivia. Her eyes glanced up at Rachel's naked body. The two greeted each other with a platonic kiss on the cheek. Rachel escorted Olivia in, giving her a quick tour of the living room and encouraged her to feel at home. Olivia was impressed, remarking that they have nice and cosy place, which of course, flattered and pleased Rachel.
"Remember that our house has no dress code... are you ready, hun?" Rachel asked in a flirtatious and cheeky tone, to which Olivia replied calmly and eagerly "yes."
She took Olivia to her to her bedroom to get undressed, offering it to her for privacy and preparation. Olivia thanked Rachel before proceeding to open her bag, revealing, as promised, that she had the finished album of the photo shoot. Rachel took the album, leaned in to kiss her again on the cheek, saying "thank you" all the while bubbling with excitement. Olivia looked happy, beaming with professional pride and satisfaction over her work.
As Olivia closed the door behind her, Rachel hurried to Scott's bedroom and laid the album on the dresser. The cover was leather, a royal purple colour, textured with a rose embroidery design and with a gold stitched inner framing. She opened and looked through the laminated creamy coloured pages. The photos were perfect. A blend of artistry, flattery, sincerity, affection and erotism. She could almost cry with joy, knowing that this album was something she would treasure for the rest of her life and that this was only still the beginning of her journey with Scott. Overwhelmed with emotion, Rachel felt compelled to somehow express her deepest and most powerful feelings. It was too much to keep inside. She searched Scott's drawers, picking up a red pen, tore out a small notebook page and proceed to write.
"Daddy, I don't know what the future holds, but I know that this memory is something I will always cherish. Wherever life takes us, no matter how much things may change, I want us to always remember that we were beautiful, happy and in love together. I will always be your baby girl and your woman. Yours forever, Rachel xxx"
With those words recorded, she slipped the note inside the album along with the old photos of her mother. Rachel hurried back to her room the moment she could hear the door open. Olivia gently stepped out to reveal herself, naked, with her blushing smile. Their eyes fixed on each other for a moment and then Rachel looked her up and down. Seeing her naked was a massive relief, feeling as though a great barrier between them had melted away. Olivia was not only a lovely woman, but just as beautiful underneath her clothes. She's an inch or two taller than Rachel, slightly more slender and her breasts smaller, but she looked perky and more toned. Like mixture of a female athlete and a lingerie model.
Olivia broke the silence, posing by leaning one arm above her against the doorway with her other hand resting on her hip and crossed her legs. "How do I look?" Olivia asked, on verge of giggling.
Rachel was stunned by her confidence and playfulness. She immediately knew that if Olivia was this comfortable, then this was going to be an interesting naked night. "You look like a natural."
Olivia broke her pose in a burst of laughter as the two reached out and held hands, celebrating this momentous big step taken together. Their feet rooted in the ground, Rachel leaned in closer to hug her. As Rachel's arms wrapped around Olivia, their heads and necks met side-by-side and their shoulders pressed. But Rachel could feel her full breasts dangle in front of her and met with Olivia's, like two sets of ripe fruit rolling together and delicately touching.
She escorted her to the dinning room, just in time for Scott to also leave the kitchen and come greet the new lovely pair.
"It's good to see you again, Olivia. Welcome to our home." Scott said as he quickly glanced her body up and down. Olivia graciously thanked her host and shook his hand. But Scott gently, and assertively, placed his hulking hand on her shoulder, tracing behind her and moved her in closer for a warm hug. As Olivia was pulled in close to his chest, reciprocating the hug, she took a deep inhale of breath. Scott had a manly scent, a musky aroma, sweating from the heat of the kitchen. She felt a warm touch against her thigh... his cock rubbed against her as he arched his closer towards her. It was subtle, but more than enough to make her blush.
"Dinner will be ready soon."
Rachel and Scott went to the kitchen. The dinning room table had already been set with plates, knives and forks, two bottles of red wine, glasses and candle lights. She gathered the dishes that were ready. Roast potatoes, gravy, carrots and asparagus. Olivia was in store for a treat, as she gazed at the side dishes, feasting on their freshly cooked smells and watching the heat rise from the plates. All that was left was the meat itself. Rachel returned to the kitchen. She watched as Scott with one hand, held the pork shoulder with a craving fork and sliced it with a large knife and his muscular arms.
