Thanks for picking this story to read! This is part 2 of a true story - the first part appears in "Lovely Lynn at the Nudist Resort" so probably best to start there.
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A few weeks went by since the day that I met Lynn, and she and I sent a few text messages during that time. Some messages from her were fun and flirtatious and some seemed a little cooler, keeping her distance. I have to admit though, every one of them made me smile. Somehow, this lovely woman made me feel happy. I really wanted to see her again, and I told her so. I made a few suggestions for meeting at the nudist resort again, or at a nude beach a few hours away, or even just for a dinner mid-way between our towns. She declined my invitations politely, but she never asked me to stop, and she often said things that made it clear that she really liked me, too.
Eventually, we agreed to meet again at "our" nudist resort on an upcoming Sunday. We were really lucky in that the day turned out to be very sunny and warm. Little did we know, though, that there was an event that day, as there often is on weekends at this resort, and by the time I arrived it was getting crowded. I stripped to my skin to meet the dress code and then began to search for lovely Lynn. It took me a few minutes of searching but I eventually found her. She was fully naked, of course, and truly beautiful. She smiled shyly when she saw me, and I made my way over to her. It may sound silly, but when I saw her again, my heart skipped a beat. Her beautiful smile, her lovely dancer's body, bare and well-lit by the sun, was incredible.
I would love to say that we melted into each other's arms and kissed passionately, but this was real life and I can admit that it seemed momentarily awkward. We had spent a single, magical day together weeks before and had not seen each other since. I told her how happy I was to see her and how beautiful she looked, and I meant it. She thanked me, we hugged a little tentatively and then pulled each other closer before breaking the embrace much too soon. She told me that she had saved a spot for us at the side of the pool with her towel, so we headed over and sat side by side, watching groups of naked people taking part in a silly contest in the pool. I wrapped an arm around her tiny waist and pulled us close, hip to hip, and she rested a hand on my thigh. In a moment of near-disbelief, I closed my eyes and thanked my lucky stars for the chance to be with this amazing lady again.
We talked and laughed, and when she turned to look at me and I kissed her on the lips. I reached up and stroked her face and kissed her again, deeply, and we both smiled even before ending the kiss. The magic was back.
After a while, I went to the bar and bought drinks for us and we sat and drank them by the pool. When the events in the pool ended and people began to leave the area, we got into the shallow end of the pool with our drinks and held each other, kissing some more. I covertly caressed her wonderful little breasts and pinched a nipple while we kissed and she moaned into my mouth, telling me that she wanted me to continue. I picked her up and had her sit on my lap. We continued to sip our drinks and enjoy the sunshine, but in this position we had lots of contact and she reached a hand down between us and started to caress my cock, which quickly responded. It took a great deal of will power to not just pick her up and lay her on the pool deck and make love to her right there. Truth be told, the idea of an audience didn't dissuade me, it turned me on. Some semblance of decorum must be maintained, however, so I resisted and we continued to kiss and caress as much as we could get away with.