This is the fourth installment in what has become a series. Hopefully, this story can be read enjoyably on its own. However, this story continues the story started in the first three installments. Reading those installments in sequence will provide context and an understanding of who the characters are. This story starts slowly. I apologize. ***** Time get...
This story is the twelfth in a series. The prior installments provide context and background on the individual characters. However, the author hopes that this story may be read with pleasure as a stand-alone piece. ***** It had been a long time since I had been to Orient Bay on the French side of the island of St. Maarten/St. Martin. When I first saw it, t...
Town pervert has his day in court, so to speak. It was a small town in western Massachusetts where life was slower than it was in Boston, the capitol. Yet, founded in 1665, thirty-five years after Boston, this town still clung to the puritanical roots, morals, and standards that Boston once had. They did not like sexual perversions and sexual deviates or sm...
The day was beautiful; warm and sunny, without a cloud in the sky. Today was the day I would realize every biker chick's fantasy of riding her motorcycle totally naked along a lonely stretch of desert highway. I was wearing a yellow sundress with no bra or panties, and a pair of white canvas shoes. The idea was to sit on the dress until I left Palm Springs,...
Sara found a beachfront bar with a fixable house on an adjoining lot on a French island. After a bit of negotiation, and a substantial contribution to the local authorities' pet project, we were able to have both properties designated as a "quartier naturiste." Having closed the deal, Sara largely ceded implementation to Sally. Sara's focus shifted back to...
I was blissfully enveloped in my "happy place." Most people's thoughts go to their "happy place" in time of desperate need to relieve the stresses of their normal workaday lives. But, I'm one of the lucky ones. I get to live in my "happy place" whenever I want. I spent the first half of my career positioning myself for my current lifestyle. I have my own...
Ginnie was always curious about my trips to nudist resorts and beaches. I offered to take her along a few times, but she would have none of it. So, I generally stopped pushing, except for mentioning my experiences in passing. Then she totally surprised me one day, and said she would let me take her to a clothing-optional place. She wanted to finally overcom...
Authors note: I want to thank my friends, 'Naked in Seattle' for their help in writing about nude cruises. Hidden Treasures Ch. 2 Fantasies Come True Kim showed me no mercy that day and forwarded a link to a web site dealing with nude cruises. She made it worse by adding, "Let's get naked and go online to check it out." We both had been on cruises on...
This story is part of a series. Chapters 1 through 14 will provide context. However, this story may, I hope, be enjoyed as a stand-alone work. ***** Sara and I flew back to the island after a wonderful, short stay with Karen and Dr. Rick on Captiva. Sara gave me a day off and then had me back in the water training. We swam in the ocean off of our beach and...
Second Day I woke up early, went out jogging in the valley enjoying the cool air. When I came back, it was just eight o'clock, and the pool was opened. A nude swim sounded like the right culmination to my morning activity. I went to my room took my clothes off, put my robe on, took my towel and went down to the pool. I peeped into the pool area from the cor...