This happened a while ago and I’m only getting around to writing it up now. I’ve posted before about how I drunkenly ended up as a naked waitress at a dinner party with my husband and some friends, and this involves James, one of the friends from that night.
He’s a longtime friend of my husband and I’ve known him since our early days dating. He’s a perv and a sleeze but a very likeable guy if you know him. He was the driving force behind my little nude waitress episode and has been the one to bring it up the most since then. I’d told my husband Mark about how he had been a little adventurous with his hands during the night and he absolutely loved hearing about it. We were both aware that James has a bit of a thing for me, and the waitressing night was the first time he’d ever seen me naked. I’d told Mark a few times times about how exciting it was on the night and how I wished I had let things go a bit further but had chickened out. This was mostly in part due to the size of the crowd, so Mark suggested we try to arrange drinks one on one with James to see what we could do. We had many long talks about what we’d be happy to let happen and how it would play out, and eventually we let it all go ahead.