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We never did quite talk about it. Things didn’t change much the next week, we were still best friends. Still, besides finding more excuses to hold eachother, we didn’t exactly seem like a couple in love just yet. I’d enjoyed the experience with nudism, and I wanted to see all of her again. So despite the fear of meeting her parents under the same circumstances, I was just as exited as I was terrified when Rose invited me to dinner the next Friday.

She carried on the message reminding me of the house rules, and I was in no confusion about that. I decided I still wanted to look nice, so I let my hair down and did my makeup, about the only things I could do to doll up when I was nude. I didn’t bother to put the same effort into my clothes, an old t-shirt and some sweatpants would do fine. An odd combination in the mirror, but that wasn’t for her to see.

I arrived that night, Rose had sent me a text telling me to just do what I did last time, so I did. I stepped into the mudroom, undressed, and made sure my hair looked nice one last time. I took another deep breath and stepped into the kitchen, greeted almost immediately with a hug from Rose. I returned it, and as soon as I pulled away I was greeted by her parents.

Her mother had many of the same features as she did. Light brown hair just past her shoulders, a slender figure that looked good for her age, large, firm boobs that didn’t betray her youthful image. About the only big difference was that like me, she hadn’t shaved her pussy. In the oddest way that made me feel more at ease, a part of me was worried that was another house rule.

Her father wasn’t in the best shape, but he wasn’t ugly either. He was tall, had a bit of a belly, and thick but largely graying hair. His body was hairy and well built, but not pudgy. His dick while hanging quite low, remained soft. “Dave.” Beth said “This is Sydney, we met briefly last week.” “Of course!” He said warmly extending his hand “I’m Rose’s father David, great to finally meet you.”

“Y-you too.” I said, smiling nervously as I shook his hand. My friend was one thing, but people my parents age? It was novel all over again. “I uh, hope it’s ok I did my makeup, I didn’t-” “Oh no no no, it’s fine.” Beth said warmly “David and I are still working on dinner, so you girls just get comfortable and we’ll call you over.” I nodded and went into the living room, Rose followed me.

My nerves mostly died away as it was just us again. Taking a bit of a risk, I clasped her hand and tried to relax. Still I had to know, what did her parents thing we were? “Rose?” I asked tightening my grip on her hand “What exactly did you tell them-” “Nothing.” she said bluntly “Not even that we swam together.” I nodded and went back to pretending to watch TV.

I tried to make small talk with her, but she seemed cold, short. Eventually dinner was ready, and Beth called us in. Towels already placed. I sat between Beth and Rose. Dinner was great, and so were her parents. Once again, my anxiety quickly died away as we talked, it was just like any other time I’d met my friends parents, well not exactly.

After some small talk, David adressed the elephant in the room “So Sydney, did you know you were the first friend Rose has had over?” With a mouthful of food I nodded “I’m really impressed with how mature you’re being, most people your age can’t handle this, what’s your secret?” “Oh, my family is pretty open about this stuff.” I lied “Clothing optional, I think they call it.” That seemed to satisfy them.

Eventually dinner was finished, and after another hour of chit chat her parents decided to call it a night. I wished them goodnight, and Beth turned to me “Sydney, the guest room is all yours, there’s a nightgown in there if you get chilly.” I thanked her as she walked away, letting me find she had the best ass under her roof.

Rose and I stayed out another hour, she was still cold to me. What had I done, how had I fucked up. Eventually she decided to go to bed, and so did I. I decided to try on the nightgown, a cute little kimono that went down to my knees, and slipped under the covers. As I did I felt something rustle, and found it to be a note “Meet me in my room, Rose ❤️.”

I stripped again and crept past her parents room, the snores told me I wasn’t likely to get caught. I found the door ajar, and carefully pushed it open. I found her sitting up in bed, under the covers “Come lie down with me.” She said looking less cold and more scared. “We should talk. I did as she asked and got under the covers, this time she took my hand.

“Listen” She began “Sorry I’ve been a bitch tonight, I’ve been really scared.” “Scared of what?” She looked me in the eyes “What are we?” I couldn’t look back “I don’t know” “We could be more than friends you know?” “Yeah.” her nails dug into my palm “Do you want to be more than friends?” “…Yeah.” I turned to face her, tears were rolling down her face, and I soon joined her.

We sat like that awhile, just crying hand in hand. Eventually, without saying a word or letting go of me. Rose slipped the covers back, and moved toward my midsection. Without warning I felt her suck hard on my clit, a wave of pleasure shot through me. I stuck my free hand over my mouth to muffle my moans as the pressure built, her tongue working up and down my pussy as she fingered me.

Despite my efforts my muffled moans got louder. Between stroke of her tongue, Rose whispered “Shh, shh, I’ve got you, I’ve got you.” Fresh tears welled up as something in me finally broke. I ripped my hand away from hers and used both of mine to cover my moans. Moans turned to cries, which turned to sobs. She noticed right away, and climbed up beside me, spooning me.

Eventually my sobs faded, and we laid like that for awhile, maybe ten minutes, maybe two hours. My head was spinning, but I realized it wouldn’t be great if her parents found us here in the morning. “I should probably get back to my room.” I said solumnly “Yeah… goodnight Sydney.” “Goodnight Rose.” After I retreated to the guest room I put the nightgown back on, anything to make me feel protected again. Somehow I found a few hours of sleep.

I woke before her parents, and found Rose reading in the living room. “Heading out?” She asked casually, making me briefly doubt the night before. “Yeah, give me a hug for the road?” She stood, and rather than a hug, kissed me hard on the lips. She looked scared for a moment, then hugged me tighter than ever anyway. “…I love you, ok?” she muffled, her mouth buried in my hair. “I love you too, I’ll see you around, promise?” “Promise.”

I exited through the mudroom and got dressed, leaving the nightgown in the hamper. As I waited for the bus, a wondered occured to me, as scary as it was wonderful, I was in love.

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