Chapter 3: Morning at Brenda’s House

Brenda’s parents picked us up promptly after classes were over on Friday and it only took about twenty minutes to get to their house. Her mom served a great dinner and for the rest of the evening we watched TV together in their family room. Her parents were quite a bit older than mine and I learned that they were alumni of our university. The two of them had met in college and married about a year after graduation.

I also learned that Brenda had a brother as well but he was older than her and was already married with two small boys. They lived in town and visited quite often but she didn’t expect him to be there this weekend. There were some family pictures on the tables and Brenda showed me what he looked like. Wow, he didn’t look too shabby! I didn’t dare say anything as I had no idea how Brenda would react if I told her what I was getting horny thinking about her married brother.

Brenda’s parents said goodnight and went off to bed early after which Brenda and I decided to go to her bedroom and we got changed for bed. Which brings up another issue ... we had to work out early in our dorm room experience regarding what to wear around the room and to bed. For all the preparations I’d made for the weekend, this was something I never even thought about once. Ever since I was young I’ve slept nude and so for me it’s not even something I think about unless I’m at someone else’s house. I suppose I should’ve expected it to be like a sleepover at one of my friend’s and put on a nightie or even pajamas the first night, but when it came time for bed I instinctively started to get in naked bed after removing my clothes. Looking over at Brenda, I saw she was putting on a long T-shirt style shirt over a pair of gym shorts. She have me an odd look and suddenly I realized what she was wondering about - what in the world was her new roomie doing going to bed in the nude?

Pretending I had just been joking, I quickly grabbed a T-shirt and put it on so we could discuss the situation. It wasn’t meant to be a nightshirt and didn’t exactly cover my bottom but it was better than being nude. I explained to her that sleeping nude for me had nothing to do with anything sexual, it was simply the most comfortable way for me to sleep. She seemed fascinated to learn I originally started sleeping nude because I wanted to mimic my parents, but over time I found it simply felt better than having to deal with unnecessary clothes.

Much to my surprise - and delight, Brenda just shrugged her shoulders and told me to do whatever I felt most comfortable with. Well, since she was OK with it I dropped the T-shirt and slipped in naked between the covers. Once Brenda realized I wasn’t a nudist or something kinky or perverted, she more or less ignored me after that. After all, it wasn’t like I ran around the dorm room all day and night nude. Like even at home I didn’t do THAT. Really, the only time I like being nude (besides personal care and well, the most obvious reason) is in bed or in my parents’ hot tub.

About the third or fourth night, I noticed Brenda quickly dropping her nightie and slipping between the covers nude. Not wanting to spook her, I didn’t say anything and waited until morning when she got out of bed after me and thus I was able to see her naked again. She blushed a little and then explained she thought she might try it for herself. When I asked her how she liked it she giggled, saying it wasn’t all that bad. From that night on we both slept nude without discussing it further. Tonight, though, we were at her house and she was being a little more conservative.

“Ummmmm, Kelly... “ she started off as I started to get in her bed nude, “I think here at home we should wear something to bed. If my mom were to come in here and find the two of us together in my bed naked ... well I can’t even begin to imagine what she would say!”

It was tempting to debate it but instead I just rolled my eyes and shrugged. It actually made sense the more I thought about it. Her parents seemed really nice but I could tell from the moment I first met them they were extremely conservative. The last thing I wanted to do was cause my new roomie any problems with them over something silly like sleeping in the nude so reluctantly I pulled the T-shirt I’d been wearing back over my head and the two of us slipped in bed next to each other. At least if her mom checked in she would think I was wearing something. Brenda only had a double-size bed so we had no choice but to be pretty close to one another and I couldn’t help but be extremely conscious she was up against me with nothing but a couple layers of thin cotton separating us. This was the first time I’d laid close to her like this and it felt a little different in a way I wasn’t sure how to describe.

We started chatting about school and boyfriends and any strange thoughts quickly left my head. It wasn’t like I’d never slept together with a friend before and no doubt she had done the same herself with her friends so there was no reason this should be any different. Beside, in our discussions about sex she hadn’t mentioned anything about girls. As you might imagine, it was pretty late by then time we finally drifted off to sleep and as a result we woke up late as well the next morning.

Getting out of bed, the first thing that hit me up was how quiet the house was, especially compared to the typical noise of the dorm. Actually, it was TOO quiet and so Brenda went out to investigate. She quickly returned with the news that her parents had left us on our own and handed me the note which explained that they’d left early to go to a farm auction a couple of hours away. The part that caught my eye was the ending where her mom said that they wouldn’t be back until after supper time. After I read it I looked back up at Brenda who had the beginnings of a sly grin on her face.

“Well, that’s really cool,” she said, “We have the house all to ourselves for the entire day!”

Now I had no idea what she had in mind for the day that would be any different with her parents gone. I was still trying to rub the sleep from my eyes and wake up without fretting over it. We both headed off to the bathroom to brush our teeth and get ourselves ready. Since we weren’t planning to go anywhere I didn’t worry much about my makeup and just let my hair go for the day. From the looks of things, it was going to be a hotter than average September day so we both decided on shorts and tank tops. Brenda wore panties and a bra and when she saw I didn’t, she could help but comment.