A Naked Woman Killed Me On Nude Day

"Come on," she said standing up and taking me by the hand. "I'm going to show you the way."

"What do you mean show me the way?"

"I didn't realize it, until I got here. I didn't realize it, until now. I didn't know, until, suddenly, everything feels, as if I've done all of this before, de ja vu."

"What do you mean?"

"I didn't know when I accidentally killed you, but everyone here, you and even me, are dead. We're all dead and we're all ghosts. I died in that car accident with you, which is why we were naked, why we were both naked. It's ironic that the man that I never met in life, I finally met in death," she said pushing me back on the bed, before fucking my brains out and making me cum over and again.

This ghost stuff isn't bad. For sure, the first time I'm celebrating Nude Day, this is the best sex that I've ever had with a woman dead or alive. Just as I've never had a partner in life, now I have one in death. Andy and I are a couple, until...the next step do we part.

"Happy Nude Day."