I can't believe I'm actually on my way. I've thought about this for almost two months now. I've got a long, large towel wrapped around me like a wraparound dress, and that's all. I'm driving to Black's Beach. I haven't been on the coast very long, having just moved out from Texas. I would never have known about this place if not for Dave. I was at a bar near the beach and close to where I work when he chatted me up and asked me out. He was nice enough, about six feet tall, dark complexion, brown hair, and he appeared to spend a lot of time outside. That is his hands were strong not rough, long fingers, and a sun-weathered strong body. Anyway we went out two or three times, and then I didn't see him for maybe a month. We had always gone out on a weekday, so when I saw him later I asked if he'd lost my number. He said no but didn't offer anything more. I asked if we couldn't get together on the weekend sometime, but he simply said he was usually busy weekends.
"Well what is it you do weekends anyway, are you involved with someone else?"
"No, no that's not it exactly-it's just that it isn't for everyone, and it sometimes leads to things with some ones else." he replied somewhat reluctantly.
"Okay, okay if you don't want to tell me that's alright, but I'm a big girl and I think you could tell me without me throwing a hissy fit . . . after all I have no claims on you."
"You would have to keep that attitude exactly to be able to hang with me on the weekend because I like going to Black's Beach. It's a nude beach under Torrey Pines Golf Course and a hang glider port. I like to go up the north end of the beach, since the south part is for the bathing suit crowd. Not everyone is nude of course, but a lot are." He said this and watched me for a reaction.
I suppose it is best to tell you that although we had only gone out a couple of times, we'd had sex---fucked was more like it, and he was well endowed eight or nine inches at least. He was good in bed. That is one of the reasons that I was a little put off when he didn't call back after getting what he wanted. A girl likes to feel like she measures up even if she decides to throw the fish back in the sea. Anyway I was slightly unsure of this situation, but I wanted to appear as cool as he was, so I tried not to look to shocked, jealous, or scared.
"Wow, sounds good can I give it a try."
He was eyeing me warily and he chose his words carefully as he said, "Sure you can come along, I'll pick you up about ten Saturday morning. Wear some athletic shoes since it's a little hike after we get there. Remember, you said no claims, so we will both be free agents together so to speak."
I didn't know exactly what this meant, but I was willing to play along. I wasn't going to be outdone. Besides I could look around too.
"See ya Saturday." I said nonchalantly.
Saturday was an eye opener for me. Dave was prompt we drove to the parking lot over the beach, grabbed our stuff, and started the long hike down the stairs then off to the right for what seemed like a mile. As we got farther up the beach the more topless and naked people we saw. Sprinkled in were people fully clothed and some in varying bathing suits. The beach was wide and at the base of a cliff (the one we came down). Dave seemed to be looking for a particular place, or maybe for someone else because we passed by several places I thought were quite nice. Eventually he picked a place where there were two different groups of women. Dave picked a place behind them toward the cliff base. There were also a few couples and singles within twenty yards or so of us.
