Naked Fridays w/ my Lesbian Neighbor

I (m28) still live at home with my folks. Might seems super lame, but I’m paying a small amount of rent banking the bulk of my paycheck. Parents are awesome helping me get to the point where I can pay cash for my own place.

My confession is this: every Friday I spend the day at home completely naked, and often with Liz, my lesbian neighbor.

Liz is in her late 30s and single most of the time.

I have every Friday off. My parents both still work. I have a generous portion of the day with the house to myself.

Back in college, I dated Liz (a different Liz than lesbian Liz). We went to a state park on a large lake. We didn’t bring anything to swim, but Liz suggested we get nude.

That relationship didn’t last, but my love of nudity did.

Fast forward. Nude Fridays have been in effect since I started this job. Mostly I’m indoors, but I am often in my parents hot tub out back.

About two years ago, midday on a Friday, I was soaking out back when neighbor Liz walked over to the fence. She was asking about another neighbor who had some health issues recently.

We chatted for a bit when she asked if she could join me. I told her to give me a minute, explaining I was nude.

“Awe man, are you a nudist,” she shouted.

I explained to her the story above. She said she loved being nude and asked if she could come in. She ran around to the gate and came up on to the deck. She stripped naked and hopped in.

Since then, Liz and I have naked Fridays at least once a month. Most often, it’s more than once.

We split the Fridays between my house and hers. We order food, play board games and video games, and relax in the hot tub.