Dave was a little bit nervous, anxious and excited as he drove to the Health Club. He was embarrassed about what he had to do to get the membership, but he didn't have any money, so he did just what he had too. Oh well he thought. It worked. He was in.
Pulling into the parking lot he couldn't help but notice how normal it all was. At least from the outside, it was just a private health club in a well to do Californian suburb. The facility was quite impressive they had everything and more then a normal high end health club would have. Swimming pool, weight room, indoor track, tennis, racquetball, basketball courts. Amenities such as Sauna, steam rooms, masseuse, hot tubs, tv's, lounge area, juice bar, the works!
However, this wasn't your typical health club. This health club was different. It was a nudist health club. Except for the weight room, people went about the place naked. Like most nudist facilities it wasn't overtly sexual, infact this was more family oriented. If there was any sexual tension or interest it was officially discouraged and hush hushed. Although it's a fine line between keeping club members in line and keeping club members. You can't have too many rules or it pisses people off.
Smiling at the warm looking receptionist Dave gave her his card. Doing his best not to look at her perky nipples on her 18 year old-ish frame, he looked her in the eye. When she smiled and gave the card back, he snuck a glance. And those tits were NICE! The subtle glance didn't get past the hot receptionist. But it didn't bother her though. In fact she was young and in great shape, she was proud of her body. She wanted guys to look at her nice young, firm breasts. But she just didn't like it when the creepy guys leered. That was uncomfortable. But a nice quick glance or too was a compliment she thought. And besides she was admiring his backside as he walked down the hall. Nice ass she thought. He must be new, she hadn't seen him before.
Dave felt like he was walking on air. Kind of like when you are in a dream and you know it's a dream. But this was no dream. This was fucking real! Then the realization hit him that, in a few minutes, he was going to take his clothes off, in front of strangers. Sure he had been in locker rooms before and stuff and that was no big deal. It wasn't sexual at all. It was just a bunch of dudes. But here at this club there were women! The locker rooms were mixed, he remembered fondly from the tour of the club Barbara had given him. Walking down the hall, he could here the people playing racquetball, at the end of the hall was the lounge area. The wall on the far end of the lounge area had large windows in it that looked out on the pool area. He could see naked people out there frolicking in the pool. From the lounge you could go left or right. Either way took you to a locker room. Originally, this club was built as a regular health club, so it had 2 locker rooms. But now the locker rooms were just locker room A and locker room B, not men's and women's.
Dave went left to Locker room B. Taking a deep breath he walked in. Turning the 2 corners on the entranceway he was presented with a sink and mirror area. A middle aged couple were there combing there hair and what not. Gross he thought. Old people. He hoped he never looked like that when he got old. The rolls of fat disgusted him. But then again he thought it was cool that they were cool with it. And it gave him confidence too. If that fat ass old dude with a tiny prick and that old grandma with tits down to her waist can take off their clothes, why should he be afraid too?
Actually he wasn't really 'afraid' of it. He was more excited about it. He wanted women to look at him. But still he had never done this before so he was a little nervous.
He walked past and went down a few aisles of lockers, he took the 3rd aisle and was glad he did. He saw a wonderful pair of large breasts being put into a bra. The lady was definitely a MILF. Older but still hot. She had her little thong on, as she was getting dress. Pulling his eyes from her tits, Dave looked at how nice her ass looked.
She caught him staring. She would have been a little bit perturbed about the stare, but this guy was young and he was cute! She would give him a break. Her frown melted into a sly smile as they said a polite hello to each other.
Dave opened the locker, took a deep breath as he sat down on the bench and started to take off his shoes. He really wanted to look over at the lady again, but he couldn't. He was moving slowly because he was chickening out of this whole thing. He was hoping that she would finish dressing by the time he got down to his boxers. Now having finished with his shoes and socks he stood up and took off his shirt.
Breaking the silence, 'Are you new here?' the lady asked.
With his shirt collar stuck on his head, as he struggled to get the shirt over his head, Dave swivel, 'aahh ya'. And with that he finally pulled off his shirt. Now it was his turn to feel a little bit squeamish as he saw her eyes go back up from his upper body to his eyes.
'I thought so. I didn't think I had, aahhh,' her eyes dropped back down and feasted on his muscular torso, chest and arms, 'seen you here before'.
He did not answer. He was curt with her, hoping that she would leave. He noticed that, she was dressed now. He took his time with his belt. He went very slow, stalling as best as he could. She was dressed now, she would surely leave. He heard her grab her purse and start walking towards him.
He started to take his pants down leaving his boxers on.
She stopped mid stride. 'You look familiar, do I know your parents?'
'No, I doubt it. We just moved here', Dave lied hoping she would go away. He had less covering now as he stepped out of his pants. It was obvious even through the boxers that there was something large beneath them. It danced around as he was getting free of his pants.
'Oh, well then, welcome to the town and everything!'
'Thanks'
'And I think you'll love this club. You look like you work out alot. The weight room is awesome. I'm sure you will like it.'
This lady was a chatterbox he thought to himself. From her elegant appearance, glasses and all she looked like an innocent librarian mom type. There was nothing 'sexual' about this, she was just striking up a conversation, right? He thought to himself. Or was she just making up shit as an excuse to stand there and watch him undress?
'Are you going swimming?' In a defeated tone, he replied, 'Yes'
'Ooh, I think you'll like the pool.' she continued in her perky mom tone. 'It's magnificent.'