I had seen male body parts before, but almost always they were in some state of arousal.
There were no arousals in sight, although I suspected there were a few hangings that might be ready to head that way. Almost everyone was college-aged and it was a collection of beautiful people.
The sight of the one guy with a chiseled set of tight abs and a tight ass, made my womanly senses tingle. I looked up to see if I might recognize the face, since I most certainly was recognizing the male body part standing about three feet in front of me.“George Papadakis”George was a supervising manager at the accounting firm where I worked.
I told Sarah she needed to hold up on the lotion.“Control yourself,” Sarah remarked, as she took note of my staring. “My name is Jamie.”“No,” He replied, “Your name is Jessica and you work in accounting.”Double the “oh NO! He was the last person I would have figured to ne a nudist.
Jeff only knew Sarah peripherally, having met her at one of my “friends only” parties.
I never bothered to open myself up to Jeff about Sarah and our occasional meet-ups.
Sarah asked me to put some sun tan lotion on her back, which I was more than happy to do.
I returned to my chase lounge and flipped on to my stomach and asked her to reciprocate. My eyes settled on one guy who was standing completely naked, by the pool, talking with another guy, who was sipping on a beer.
I was not ready to bare it all, at least not at that point.
I’m not sure why I had that mental image, but I did.
Sarah assured me that the nudist place that she visited was not at all like what I had envisioned it to be.
Sarah was a bit on the wild side and she made no qualms about liking her lifestyle.
She liked to party and being a part time model, she had no problem hooking up with whomever she wanted to hook up with- guys or girls.
When she first prosed the idea, I was like, “No Way!