Part I
The evening began like most others on our vacation. We had spent a fun day on the beach and at the water park with the kids. We had also had our fair share of adult beverages from the various bars located throughout the resort.
The difference in this day was that while I was sitting on the beach hanging out with the other folks in our group the topic of the nude beach at the resort came up. After a while and some discussion, two of the ladies in our group decided to take a walk down to the nude beach and give it a look. A short while after they departed the main group, you came over and sat down next to me. Someone in the group mentioned that the nude beach had some visitors from our group and we chatted about St Martin and the beaches there some more. I then asked you f you wanted to head over to the nude beach. With a smile on your face you said "Sure, why not."
We picked up out towels and began the long walk down the regular beach. We then came to the next section of beach which was known as the "topless" beach. There was no one on this beach, it was deserted. About 150 yards ahead was what appeared to be a metal barrier which reached from the water to the woods at the back of the beach. In the middle of the wall was an opening wide enough for two people to walk through side by side. Next to the opening was a sign. It said that through the wall was a Nude Beach. "No Children" and "No Clothing" was allowed.
Just as we reached the entry to the nude beach, one of our friends who had preceded us was coming back through the opening. She had a smile on her face and told us that our other friend was sitting at the far end of the beach.
As we went through the opening, I was curious to see how many people were laying out on the nude beach. As it turned out there were 3-4 other couples between us and the far end of the beach where we were headed.
Most of the people did not appear to even notice us walk past. The only one who did was a guy who was wading in the water and was looking back at the beach. I looked at him as we passed and he acknowledged us as we worked our way down the beach. I imagine he was wondering if we were simply gawkers coming to the nude beach looking for some cheap thrills or I we were actually going to go nude.
As we approached the end of the beach we could see our friend was standing in the water looking down into the water near her. She did not appear to see us approach. We grabbed a couple of beach chairs and pulled them together and sat down. Our friend in the water was topless, she still had the bottom of her swimsuit on. I stood up and unties the lace on the top of my shorts and slipped them off. I then spread out my towel and reclined back and turned on my mp3 player and started to enjoy some au natural sunning.
As I was getting naked, you stood and pulled your top up and over your head exposing your breasts. I looked over and was happy to see you taking your top off. My eyes went to your nipples which despite the bright sun and heat of the day your nipples were getting quite hard. I was concerned that this was going to have a similar hardening effect on me.
I asked if you were going to take the bottom of your suit off and said "we'll see." I did not press the issue and you set your top down on your chair and started to walk towards the water and our friend who appeared to be oblivious to our presence. As you got to the water and made your way to our friend she suddenly realized you were there. She was quite startled when she saw you. You two talked for a while and I was just far enough away to hear what you were talking about as much as I was curious to know.
After a while you turned and headed back towards me and our chairs. You got to your chair, spread out your towel and sat back to relax next to me. We sat for a few minutes when I heard our friend ask if she could sit near us. We said sure, we were not shy. She pulled her chair over towards us and I think suddenly realized that I was sitting there completely nude. She was a little startled but I tried to act as normal as a naked guy could and said I was fine. She pulled her chair past me and along side your's. We spent the next 45 minutes or so having a nice discussion about nudity, nude beaches and American vs European perceptions of nudity.
At this point we decided it was getting late and that it was probably a good time to pack up and head back to the main group on the textile beach. You stood and put your top back on as did our friend and I also stood and pulled my swim suit on. We grabbed our towels and started the walk back. I couldn't help wish we had more time to use the nude beach more and thought of the many fun and exciting days on St Martin as I knew the effect going naked has on both of us.
When we got back to the main beach and the rest of our group we decided it was time to head up to our rooms to get cleaned up for dinner.
Part II
We got all of our beach stuff, our blankets, snorkel gear, suntan lotions, flip-flops, etc and packed it up in our beach bag and made our way from the sand towards the pools and the main resort buildings. Some of our group went to the big hot tub in the center of the resort. We hung out there for a little while and then figured we both needed to get showered and cleaned up for the evening and be ready in time for our dinner reservations.
I got into the shower first and proceeded to wash the sunscreen off. You were in the bedroom ironing the top and skirt you planned to wear for dinner. Once I was done with the shampoo and soap I then trimmed things up a bit to make sure I was presentable. When I stepped out of the shower you were ready to get in. I grabbed my towel and slipped past you and you stripped off your suit top exposing your hard nipples to my view. I continued to move past you as you neared the shower. You then peeled your bikini bottom down off your ass and bent over as you stepped out of it and gave me a great view of it and a little glimpse of your pussy as you picked the suit up off the floor. You knew that I was watching and that you were putting on a nice little show for me; it was working as my towel was beginning to "tent" a bit.
You did your thing in the shower as I brushed my teeth and shaved. I checked to make sure the trimming I had done in the shower was good and everything was nice and smooth and did some final touch-up work. I heard the water in the shower shut off as I stepped from the bathroom. I then grabbed my clothes and pressed my pants and white cotton dress shirt for dinner. I pulled on the khakis and then slipped the gauze like cotton shirt on and buttoned if up but left the top few buttons undone. It didn't take long before I was ready for dinner as you had gotten out of the shower and started to primp and prep for the evening. By this time you were close to finishing and ready to get dressed. I laid on the bed as you took you clothes and got dressed in a nice tight blue top and your new "Big Dogs" wrap around skirt that tied at your waist. After a few minor adjustments in front of the mirror we were off to dinner. As we left the room I could not help dropping a hand to have a feel of your nice smooth ass. As I did this my hand slid across the smooth material of your skirt to the small of your back. We got into the elevator and began our descent, I could not help but smile to myself as I thought that you might not be wearing and underwear.
We met a few folks from our group as we awaited the rest to arrive. I went to the bar and got us each a Red Stripe as you chatted. We drank our beers as we talked and before everyone was down we each were on our second beers. Once everyone was ready to go we made the short walk to the restaurant.
Dinner was at the Caribbean restaurant. We each ordered what we thought we would like as we sat with Kathy and Dana. We drank the "white wine" for dinner as the only other choice was Red. After our appetizers and main course we had finished off the wine. Everyone was having a very good time and enjoying each other's company. Our waiter brought out the desert and we finished it off. The desert was OK, but you wanted something a little extra for desert and a little taste from home.
As you sat at our table and chatted, I headed over to the small store at the resort to see what they had. I found a package of m&m's. I bought them and headed back to meet you. On the way I opened the package and sorted some of the green m&m's out and put them in my pocket. Throughout dinner my mind was distracted by the thought of you sitting right next to me, carrying on a normal conversation, looking absolutely hot. I sitting beside you, wondering, "was I right?" were you wearing a thong? I wanted to let my hand drop under the table and have my fingers do the walking inside your skirt to confirm my suspicions, or were they my hopes?
I met back up with you and the rest of our crew you were just getting up to leave the table and the restaurant. I put a few of the green m&m's in my hand and slipped my hand into yours. You smiled as you felt the familiar shape of the small chocolate candies in the palm of your hand. You then slyly moved your hand to your chin and popped the m&m's into your watering mouth.