My name is Candice. Having just finished school, I was really yearning for a break from the routine of studies and rules that had been part of my life for the last 12 years. The only thing I’ll really miss is my athletic career at school. I was the high jump team captain, and was also on the netball team. ( I’m 5’10”) I love sports, and find it more exciting to stay in shape that way, than spending hours in the gym, lifting boring weights or doing super circuits. I also love swimming, and as a result, I can proudly say that I have a lean, well toned body. My hair is light browny blonde, to just above my shoulders.
As I said, I was dying to get a change of scenery, so when my best friend Clara suggested that I join her at her parents home in Cape Town for the holidays, I just couldn’t say no. Clara Müller and her family moved to South Africa a year and a half ago, from Germany. Her father, Gunther, is an investment banker for Deutsche Bank, and to say that they’re loaded is an understatement. Her mother, Bergitte, lives the good life, and her younger brother, Werner, goes to a high school in Cape Town. Clara stayed at my school’s boarding establishment, here in Johannesburg. For some reason, her parents believed that a school away from the beauty of Cape Town would be the best thing for her. Well I’m glad they sent her up here. A more open minded and tolerant friend you could not find.
We arrived in Cape Town on the Friday afternoon, after a short flight, and were picked up by Clara’s mom. (If you have never been to Cape Town, do yourself a favour, and buy your plane ticket as soon as you can. It is the latest playground for the rich and famous, and with the famous table mountain as a backdrop, few places can make you feel more relaxed, and eager to party.) We wound our way along the coastline to Lundadno, where Clara’s folks live. Tom Cruise has a house here, if that gives you any indication as to the setting, which overlooks the Atlantic ocean.
The sun was scorching this day. We pulled into the driveway and got our stuff out the car. The entrance hall was beautiful. Almost entirely surrounded by glass, overlooking the pool and patio. Clara showed me to my room upstairs. It had a balcony, and overlooked the pool, as well as the ocean!. To my left was a beach. Yes! I remembered now. This was Sandy Bay. A well known, somewhat secluded nude beach. To my right was another room with a balcony, .....with a telescope on it. I figured that must have been her baby brother’s room. Ideal for spying on naked girls!!
I went back downstairs after packing my clothes into the cupboards, and on my way to the kitchen I was somewhat surprised to see Clara’s mom lying by the pool, completely naked, in a deck chair, while her brother was snorkeling in the pool. Although I wasn’t offended in the least, I found it odd that her mom would be so open with her nudity around her brother. I asked Clara quietly, “So what’s that all about?”
“What’s what?” she asked.
“Your mom, by the pool” I said awkwardly.
“Oh that. It’s totally normal for us. Nudity is part of life in Germany. We’re very open minded.”
Clara and I had sometimes tanned topless at my place, but that was always before any of my folks came home. Once, my dad came home early, and walked in on us. I quickly covered up, but come to think of it, Clara was in no hurry to hide her bare breasts from my dad. In fact, I remember her greeting him with a big smile. My dad was the one who was slightly embarrassed I think, cos he quickly went back into the house.
“Doesn’t your brother get,.... turned on....or horny, when he sees you guys,...you know?” I asked.
“I don’t know. He’s seen us all naked so many times, I guess the novelty must have worn off by now.” She giggled.
The idea of being naked with other people around, acting as if they’d seen it all before, was kind of intriguing.
“Want to go for a swim?” asked Clara.
“Are you daring me?!” I asked surprisingly
“No. I’ll keep my bikini on if it makes you feel more comfortable” she laughed.
“Alright.” I mumbled.
It was getting incredibly hot now, with the mid afternoon sun beating down on us, I was dying to take a dip in the pool. Her brother got out of the pool, wearing swimming trunks. I wondered if the same rule applied to him, or only to the girls. Although he was still quite young, he was quite big for his age. I’m sure he played rugby for his school.
We grabbed our drinks from the kitchen and went upstairs to get changed. I closed my door, and went to close the curtains, but not before peeking down at Clara’s mom, who was still lying on the deck chair naked, chatting to her son, who was sitting on the chair next to her. I could see him looking down at her breasts while they chatted. She had a beautiful body for a woman of 41, but her breasts were a bit small though. I could see where Clara had got her small titties from. No more than a “B” size. I on the other hand, sported a pair of nice, full, firm 34C’s.
I slipped out of my clothes, and into my bikini. I grabbed my drink and walked to Clara’s room. She was on the phone to a relative or something, cos she was yakking away in German. Couldn’t understand a word she was saying. She still needed to get changed. I went to the window. The view was unbelievable.
“You can see whales sometimes, if you’re lucky.” said Clara, having finished her chat.” I was just talking to my cousin, Anja in Munich. It’s freezing over there at the moment. I was just rubbing in how we were going to go and swim outside now, and get a tan. hee hee” She laughed.
She took off her blouse, bra, shorts and panties, and went to her cupboard to get her bikini. I noticed that her bedroom door was still wide open, and one could see right down the passage, or should I say, anyone in the passage could see right into her bedroom. I could see that this nudity thing was no big deal to her either. God, she had such a gorgeous body. I bet all the guys I know would love to be in my position right now. She slipped on her bikini bottoms and top, and off we went downstairs.
