After far too many drinks, my old friend and author-wanna-be, Joe M. Starki, convinced me to tell him more about Dowdy Dani. Like everyone else, he believed my Surprising Dowdy Dani story was all fiction. We were alone in my kitchen and his stares in the quiet house pressured me insistently to fill the silent void.
"Where do I start, Joe? Let me rewind a little bit. Remember from the first part that our new neighbors for just four months, who, since then became close and VERY intimate friends, had us over for dinner, in both senses. Considering Dani's comment, "Why wait a month? Gary's right, I am too horny now to wait that long. Though I want a good fucking daily now, how about we start with a weekly party? And if we need an emergency fucking, let's use our secret, subtle code word, PIZZA PARTY.' We had made plans for that Friday night to comply with Dani's urgent, 'appalling' demands. HA! Instead of having HOT pizza and a PIZZA party, Gary had called that Friday morning and canceled. The End."
"What!?! Fuck you. That can't be the end. I know more happened. Did you ever come thru with your promise to give her thirty orgasms and make her conk out?"
"No fooling you, huh? I'll get to that too. Dani was questioning what we all, especially SHE, had done. She cooled quickly after that night and we didn't hear from them for a month. What happened to the woman who wanted 'a good fucking daily'? Was dowdy Dani reclaiming her shy, awkward, conservative demeanor? THAT would be tragic. I later learned that she didn't respond to Gary's advances since that night, so I conspired with Gary that we could inspire her again if we started slowly with fewer expectations. It took nearly two more months of friendly conversations with her to calm her fears. I told him I was sure we could get her naked and maybe a little playful again."
Gary: "Sounds good, but I still want her doing all she did last time. I really want to watch you fuck her again and make her cum over and over while I fuck your wife. Is that too much to ask?"
The horny bastard was eager to share his wife so he could get laid by mine first!, "Of course I agree with all that, but you can't say it that way to Dani if she's nervous again about all this. How about you guys come over about noon Thursday? Tell her we're celebrating Earth Day though it's really NDD, National Nude Day, and I'll grill some home made pizza with no pressure for sex, umm PIZZA! I'll extend the canopy to shade her and so she can dress as daringly and scantily as she likes. Encourage that. It will be just the four of us this time ... at least for a while."
Dani reluctantly agreed and we schemed how to persuade her to release her inner slut and bless us with her true animal cravings. Sue and I decided to use our proven 'apron' seduction. You remember, of course, the first time we did that, Joe? Well, by noon the grill was hot and ready. Our guests knew to come directly to the back yard. That house was on a corner lot, so the side entrance to the back yard was on the busier street with quite a lot of foot traffic. Dani rolled Gary in his wheelchair thru the side gate and stopped cold, mid greeting, when she saw us. We had our backs to her, tending the grill. Both of us wore only hemp sandals and our knee length, fern-green, all cotton, heavy aprons. We pretended not to hear the gate swing closed and they took their time silently gawking at us and our bare asses.
Finally, Gary let fly a loud wolf whistle that startled us to turn around. Dani was still frozen, jaw open. "Hi guys, glad you could come. Gary, stop whistling at my husband's butt. You're going to give me a complex. Shouldn't you be looking at mine instead?" She bent forward a bit and wiggled her little ass at them. " I see Dani is still locked onto hubby's hairy ass." Still holding a spatula, Sue went over to hug Dani. As she shuffled over, her little tits swayed in and out of the shelter of the narrow apron's chest cover. She bent to hug Gary and one tit completely escaped the side of her apron, but not Gary's or Dani's notice. As Sue hugged him, Dani watched her husband pinch and pull my wife's nipple. Sue held the hug for a long while with a wide grin for Dani. When they finally broke the greeting hug, Sue kissed him intimately.
Dani seemed flustered and didn't know what to do. Caught gaping, Dani loudly snapped her mouth shut and stuttered, "I ahh thought this was just a BBQ. Umm, why are you guys naked?"
I grinned a reply, "That's ALL it is so far, and it can stay that way if we like. That doesn't mean we should be uncomfortable and too hot. I know it's cheesy, but I can't resist - you girls just can't help being too hot! Sorry. And we're not naked. Can't you see these Earth tone aprons? The blue Earth on the front is a hint that we got these just for today. I can't get my moobs to pop in and out of the apron like Sue can, but you can see the chest cover only hides half of each of our nipples at best. The fresh starch is scratching my nipples so I don't know how long I can tolerate that. I do have another apron I prefer to wear. In big letters, near the top, it says 'KISS THE COOK'. I had a full size image of my smiling face printed near the bottom and carefully cut an opening between my lips so I could stick out my lower 'tongue' for a French/Aussie kiss. Should I go put it on instead?" She didn't answer.
Gary was shirtless in loose shorts and calf casts. Unfortunately, Dani wore long white pants and an airy white, long-sleeved, thin sweater with TWENTY fraking tiny buttons that held it closed all the way to her clavicle! Even worse, she wore a bra that tried to suppress her tall nipples. Her wide-brim, floppy hat hid much of her pretty face. As she came closer, I didn't see panty lines, but I knew she wore something. I hoped to get a better look later. "Dani, it's 93 degrees so why are you wearing a sweater and long pants?"
"You know I'm a little photo phobic so I have to stay out of direct sun. Even dressed like this my hands and face are still at risk."
"I remembered, and promised I'd extend the patio canopy for you." I pressed the button and it slowly stretched over us. Gary, giving her an annoyed look, unbuttoned all but one of her sweater sealers and exposed nearly all her sweet, deep cleavage. "You can lose the big, floppy hat now. I guess that means you won't be catching some rays or swimming today. I've seen free standing canopies on sale. If I get two, I can cover the whole pool so you can come for a nude swim next time in daylight. But sexy as this is now, I still can't stand looking at that warm sweater." Before she could object, I peeled it over her head as she squealed and pretended to fight me. "Ahhhh, much better. If that nude bra makes your gorgeous tits sweat, it has to go too. I'll be watching, closely. We got you a special little gift, but I guess we have to return your solar powered Rabbit!"
Sue chimed in, "Yeah, ha ha! Never mind him. In fact, we got you a matching apron. Don't wait til it hits 100. Why don't you strip down right now and try on the apron. It might even be too warm to wear that for long. You can't be embarrassed after all we did last time. Take a few minutes, if you need them, and I'll help you undress this time if I can beat my husband to you! Meanwhile, help yourself to that pitcher of L.I. Iced tea." Sue knew Dani wasn't a big drinker, so one glass, at FOUR shots per glass, of L.I.I.Tea should drop her inhibitions ... or knock her on her very cute ass.
"What, no apron for me?" feigned Gary. "Am I stuck in these cargo shorts all day?"
"Ohhh, I'm so sorry honey. We decided you didn't need an apron." Sue put down the spatula and bounded to him. "I assumed that once I got your pecker out, you wouldn't want to cover it again. Was I wrong? Lift your ass for me." Before he did, he scooped a little tit into his mouth and bit then sucked her nipple as we all watched. Sue struggled with the belt and zipper. Her stiff nipple fell from his lips when he lifted up and she pulled the shorts over his casts. His stiff dick stood straight up. Sue spread his knees. "Keep them open if you can so we can enjoy your meat dildo."
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