Suzan had been looking forward to this day for quite a while. Her husband, George was going out of town to attend a conference for work. “Quality management” or something he had told her, not that she really cared. What she did care about was the ability to go to the beach with her friends
Vanessa had never been to a nudist beach before but she was aware that I had been to the one at Morfa Dyffryn in Wales. It was a huge beach, beautiful sand backed by sand dunes and much of it was given over to nudist bathers. You have to work about a mile along the
I was at the nude beach one fall weekday. The sun was warm but the usual wind was present. Not the stiff wind that kicks up the sand and makes life unpleasant, but a brisk breeze, so a little shelter was desirable when lying out. Thus most of the few present that day were concentrated
It was Wednesday and I was going to be leaving this Friday. Back to the old grind. Dan, my boss, had been pressuring me to fuck him, but I just couldn’t, not that he looked like a pig or anything. Just the opposite! He was tall, tanned and had the build of an Olympic swimmer.