The day I met Jetty was a warm, late spring evening, and I needed a break.
The final draft of my dissertation was nearing completion, and I was exhausted. I'd been hammering away about the benefits of holistic education all semester, and now, with graduation in sight...it was time to get out and breathe.
I'd chosen to wander the reservoir park for distraction. Just outside of the city, surrounded by cedars, interspersed by a few pines here and there...a main, paved path circles the reservoir from the parking lot entrance, with smaller, foot-worn paths shooting off in every direction into the trees at the outskirts of the park.
It's the perfect escape.
After locking my car, I set out with no other agenda but to allow the beauty of the reservoir, and the park to creep in, filling my body and soul with its serenity.
I'd gone about a quarter of the way around the water, already feeling more relaxed and breathing easy, when I decided, on a whim, to follow a narrow, dirt path that stretched into the tree line some distance away to my right.
My mind was on nothing in particular as I entered the trees.
Noticing a patch of spring wild flowers peeking out from between a group of rocks, I left the path towards them.
Stooping to inhale the sweet fragrance of the flowers, I heard the sounds of footsteps, accompanied by voices, somewhere behind me.
Straightening, I spun to see who was encroaching on my silence.
"Hi, there," a sweet-sounding female voice reached my ears just as a couple, a man and a woman, passed, hand-in-hand, several yards in front of me.
There was nothing out of the ordinary about the man. Dark-haired, he was dressed for walking in a pair of khaki shorts and an open-collared shirt.
The woman, on the other hand, wore a pair of bright, white, tennis shoes.
Other than that, she was stark naked.
"Uh...hi," I stammered, incredulous at the sight of a naked woman in a public park.
She didn't appear to have any clothes with her...neither of them carried any sort of rucksack or bag.
I also noticed that she seemed to be okay...I mean...she didn't act as if she was being forced to walk naked through the park against her will or anything like that.
Both of them smiled as they left the narrow path towards me.
The woman was gorgeous...long, dark hair fell around her, and her large, pink-capped breasts swayed heavily as she walked.
Not wanting to be rude, I really tried to meet her eyes, but couldn't help noticing her perfectly trimmed, dark, landing strip between her rather athletic thighs.
Even though they were an older couple, probably in their upper forties or very early fifties, I guessed, they obviously kept themselves in shape.
Both were tanned by the sun, and the woman's hourglass figure was taught and tight...she obviously worked out.
"Nice day for a walk, huh?" The man offered with a smile as they stopped a few feet in front of me.
I could still find no reasonable explanation for why the woman was naked, and none was offered.
Perhaps, I thought, she was simply a naturalist.
"Yeah," I started, before my voice caught. After clearing my throat, I continued.
"It sure is," I said with a smile, trying not to stare.
But the woman fidgeted slightly, in a natural way, standing next to the man...drawing my attention again to her naked body.
"Hi, I'm Jetty," the woman smiled, seeing my dilemma, "and this is my husband Drake."
Drake offered his hand. I took it. "Rick," I said, introducing myself as well.
"So what brings you out here Rick?" Drake asked, friendly...making conversation.
"Uh, well, I'm working on my dissertation, and I needed a break," I said, trying hard to ignore the fact that a hot, naked woman was standing right in front of me. "I like to come out here to get away once in a while."
"Oh?" Jetty said suddenly, perking up, "You're in education?"
"Imma grad student," I answered, trying not to look between her legs.
"My wife here's a teacher," Drake smiled.
Wrapping his arm around her shoulders, he squeezed, pulling her to him affectionately, making her breasts mash together.
I felt my cock thicken at that.
"What do you teach, Jetty?" I said, tearing my eyes from her breasts...but not before noticing that her nipples had stiffened.
"Let's say she's in adult ed..." Drake chuckled, squeezing her again.
Jetty slapped at him playfully...rolling her pretty eyes, before setting them on me. "I teach masturbation, Rick" she stated matter-of-factly.
I certainly hadn't expected that...and didn't really know what to say. After a moment, I smiled, not wanting to be rude.
"Masturbation?" I said, "you have to teach that?" Realizing instantly that it had come out badly...I readjusted.
"I mean, I figured people just naturally know how to do that."
