"What did I do when I finally recognized them? I sat up, clamped my legs shut, and hid my tits with the book and covered my face. And then I almost threw up! But I attempted a smile, and tried making some pleasant conversation about the weather and how nice it is that Miami has a clothing-optional beach and that I just had to try it, and that this was the first time I had ever done anything like this, and that my husband would be joining me soon, which kinda made it seem OK. In fact, I was gonna try to make them think you were already here with me, maybe in the water or somewhere, but there was no towel there for you. So I didn't try that. All they could do was try to get a better look at my tits and pussy, they were afraid to look me in the eye.
"Finally, they shook their tongues loose and were able to talk. I asked if they would be more comfortable if I covered up, maybe I could wrap the towel around me, but they said no, they'd already seen me naked so what would be the point. Then one of the guys remarked that with that logic, maybe I could just come to class naked. Ha-ha! I don't think so.
"But I did tell them just what I told you a few minutes ago—I enjoy being naked and so I was going to stay naked but keep my tits covered and my legs closed. Being naked in front of other people, especially when they are dressed, is really thrilling, but for this bunch I had to keep remembering that I know them in a business setting. I had to act professional.
"Yes, they all saw me naked, fully-clothed people who know me, and that I'll have to sit next to every day next week. Well, the most humiliating part was when they asked me where my clothes were. Well, I was using my little string bikini to hold my ponytail in place. So it looked like I had left the hotel with nothing but a water bottle, the book, sunscreen, a little money, and my hair nicely up. Wearing nothing except my sandals! And they knew the towel belonged to the beach concession, so I couldn't have covered myself with it to get here. Well, sweetie, since I was this far into the game I figured I would just let them keep guessing. For a while I just let them think I had gone naked getting here! And I tried a lame joke about how now they'd be able to recognize me by my pussy without seeing my face, although I didn't use the word 'pussy'. I think I might have said labia, or cunt, or something like that. All this time I'm trying to maintain a lady-like demeanor. And they're hemming and hawing and trying to pretend I'm not naked. And having trouble looking me in the eye.
"Yep, they just stood there staring at me, or rather at certain parts of me. So, I figured I'd give them their money's worth. I put the book down so they could see my tits again. And since they'd already had plenty of time to study my pussy before I realized they were there, I let my legs flop open. Then I told them again how much I enjoy being naked, and was not going to keep my tits and pussy covered any longer. This lifted the tension, and I could see that because they now had an unobstructed view of my pussy while I was talking with them, they were more comfortable. So I invited them to sit down, and we just chatted for about half an hour, them fully clothed and me fully nude. We just chatted along, not making a big deal out of my being naked. I didn't try to keep my legs closed, I just behaved as though I was dressed like them, except for playing with my nipples and occasionally spreading my legs and lips to check for sunburn. They could easily see that my pussy was dripping, and for sure at this close range they were smelling my juices. With the close-up view they were having I was glad I had shaved again this morning, making myself really smooth. I told them how you were meeting me here later on today and that you were OK with me being naked in public or else I wouldn't be doing it, and that I had removed my pubic hair as a surprise for my husband. Knowing you were to join me soon seemed to make everything OK. They joked some more about seeing my pussy and tits before recognizing my face, and one guy said it would be a 'cunning stunt' to be able to identify me by my "stunning cunt". Now that we were relaxed enough to joke around I told them they were welcome to ask to see my pussy if years from now they saw my face in a crowd but weren't quite sure it was me—they'd know for sure by the pussy! But if the pussy belonged to somebody else they might get slapped! I told them that all last week sitting in class if they'd bothered to look up my skirt they would have seen the furry pussy of someone who didn't even pack any underwear.
"That's right, silly boy, I've been commando this whole trip. If you'd bothered to slide your hand up my skirt when you were driving me to the airport, you would have discovered that! At least some of the passengers on the plane noticed. And if you'll look in the dresser, you'll see that both pairs of panties I own are still there. In fact, they've been there since I bought them years ago. You're my husband and you're just finding out now that I don't use underwear! All this time! You should try to finger me more often! Oh, this talk going to make you cum? Right there in the airport? Do you have to put the phone down?
"Oh, wow! You did it! Now you'll have to tie your jacket around your waist. Anyway, back to my story. The two instructors, one male and one female, agreed that yes, from the front of the room they had seen my twat, that was the word they used, and it looked different now, and maybe that's why on the beach they hadn't recognized me right away! So, since they were now seeing me naked anyway, and I'd be sitting with them in class all next week, I let them look all they wanted! It felt really strange displaying myself like this to the instructors and other trainees, but I figured, what the hell, I might as well give them their money's worth! I can't wait to see how they greet me in class tomorrow! I'll be embarrassed, but not as much as them.
"So, finally, seeing no clothes around, their curiosity was killing them about what I had worn on the bus to get to the beach. So, I pointed to the little tangle of string and cloth holding my ponytail up and told them that it could unfold and be my whole wardrobe for the trip back to the hotel. This fascinated them, so I took it out and passed it around. Sweetie, I know that when you bought it for me you meant it as a joke and that it's really not much more than two little dots, a thin ribbon, and enough string to hold it all in place. They asked me to show them how it becomes a bathing suit, so I put it on. Right away the ribbon disappeared, and when I spread my lips we all saw that the juices made the ribbon transparent, so it may as well not even be there. In fact, we could see the hood of my clit right through it. Now that I think about it, maybe that's what the bus driver liked! I showed them how my clit, which was now hard and pointy, flipped to one side of the ribbon or the other. By now my lips were swollen and full, with my clit peeking out. All this while wearing my "bathing suit"! They remarked how different my clit and lips looked from a few minutes before.
"Yes, sweetie, I was very turned on! And wet! With nothing to keep my juices from just flowing out!
"So here I was, standing in front of both my instructors and half the training class, wearing nothing but a string across my back to hold a dime-size dot over each nipple and a see-through half-inch wide ribbon disappearing into the folds of my cunt, and just a thin string around my waist to hold up the string coming down my butt crack to meet the ribbon somewhere near my butthole, and giving them an up-close look at my engorged clit sticking out from under its hood and around the little ribbon. And by now my sex smell was really strong! I felt more naked than when I actually was naked! One of the women remarked that my suit had so little material that if I took it off I probably could roll it up and stuff it inside my twat, again she used that word. Had to try that so I took it off, rolled it up, and stuffed it in. Yes, it did fit, except that it kept my lips open and it put me right on the edge of an orgasm when I tried moving the least little bit. I really did not want to embarrass myself by having an orgasm right in front of them, since I'm going to be sitting in class with them all next week. Cumming right in front of them would be just too much!
"But being the only person naked, all the while smiling at them and maintaining eye contact gave me such a rush. And with a 'bathing suit' stuffed into my pussy rubbing against my clit! But I still managed to not cum.
"That's right, sweetie, and you could have been here to see all of this. But if you had been here, I think they would have witnessed up close how I make love to my husband!
