This is a true story of how Lynn and I got caught in an embarrassing situation. While visiting our local Nude Beach.
Fate...luck...a benevolent deity. I really don't know but the first time I saw Lynn, my future wife, I was smitten. I had recently gone through a divorce, medical discharge from the army and with more pins in my left leg than my aunts sewing basket, and left with a slight limp for the rest of my life. It wasn't all bad, a small monthly pension that would keep me in beer for the rest of my life, as long as beer was less than a dollar a bottle. My dad took me into his construction business, he had to, I was living with him; free. I guess I was pretty low and had gotten surly. But I found I liked working with my hands, I had recently done an addition to a friend's house and both Lena and Jack treated me with kindness. Jack and I had gone to high school together, played ball, chased girls etc.
I realized I had left a skill saw at their house and being in their area I dropped by to pick it up. Lena greeted me with a hug and a smile.
'Come in Andy,' she said pulling me into the kitchen. 'Jack's away right now, come sit down. Join us for coffee.' she insisted. 'This is Lynn. Lynn this is Andy.' She pointed to a beautiful young woman sitting at the kitchen table. She smiled and half rose to shake my hand. The first look of Lynn is forever imprinted on my mind, she was wearing a pair of tight blue jeans, a white t-shirt with an SPCA logo on the front and sandals. She was tall, had long blondish sun streaked hair, wore no make-up and at first glance seemed a bit thin. We sat and soon we were having a good time telling stories and laughing. It seemed I had only been there for a few minutes until I looked at the clock on the stove, an hour had gone by.
'Shit,' I blurted as I rose, 'I'm late for an appointment. Sorry got to run.' I waved to Lena and Lynn dashing for the door. After starting my truck, I sat there with my hand on the gearshift. I didn't want to leave. I knew I had to see Lynn again, at least I had to try. I ran back and with just a single knock I barged into the kitchen.
'Err...Lynn. Sorry. I err...' I stammered as the two women grinned knowingly at me. 'Well...Would you go out with me? You know...for a movie, say tomorrow night?' I winced expecting a negative answer.
'No,' she said quietly. I smiled in pain. 'But I will go out with you tonight.' She smiled, her wonderful face lighting up. 'Pick me up at seven, OK?' She handed me a note with her address and phone number already written on it. I nodded, wondering at the note, she had known I would be back and I started to leave smiling like a fool.
'Andy,' Lynn called out as I opened the door, I turned and she pointed to my skill saw. 'Don't forget your saw.'
Fate...Luck...or the Gods had spoken, this time in my favour. We moved in together a month later and were married within two years.
Ten years later:
Being topless was not an unusual occurrence for us, we have a pool in the secluded back yard and close friends would join us for a swim. Some of the time the ladies would be topless but that was usually as far as it would go. One evening Gwen and Ed were over, it was raining hard and we were inside having a few drinks after dinner. We had been friends for years and it was Gwen, who out of the blue suggested we should go with them to "their nature club" as they called it, next weekend. They had already suggested several times that we should "get together for a little more than friendship".
'We have been going for some time and have a lot of fun,' Gwen said, Ed smiled nodding his agreement, he was very quiet and to get two words out of him in an evening was an achievement.
'No, I couldn't do that,' Lynn answered immediately. 'It's OK here just between friends going topless but I couldn't go naked in front of strangers. And what if someone from the company should find out?'
That seemed to be the end of that idea but a week or so later as I was watching an afternoon ball game on TV, Lynn picked up the TV control and muted the ball game. I glanced at her as she sat there obviously trying to chose her word carefully. 'Would you like to go to a nude beach?' she blurted.
'Sure,' I said quickly, 'Any time I get to see you naked is great. But what about your job?' Lynn had recently been promoted and it was obvious that she was being groomed for bigger things.
'Yes. I know,' she replied, 'What if someone from the company were to see us, and it got back to the bosses. I'd be screwed. Those guys are all prim and proper tight asses. And I definitely would not go with Gwen, that's taking too much of a chance.'
'Are you seriously considering us going?' I asked perking up. Lynn is a tall beautiful blonde with a great body, seriously long legs and a great all-over tan. And, I love seeing her in skimpy clothing or even better, naked. This was in the mid nineties and some people were still a little uptight about nudity, especially the people Lynn worked for.
'Well...I have given the idea some thought,' she smiled slyly at me, 'and I bet you would like to see me teasing some stranger.'
'You bet,' it had been a fantasy of mine for a long time. It's not that Lynn was shy but she was concerned about her career. 'We could always go out for dinner tonight and you could have an "accident".'
'You mean like on the airplane?' she grinned at me. Before we were married, we had been on a flight to Hawaii, Lynn was wearing a short denim skirt and a red tube top. Unknowingly she had tucked the bottom of her tube top into the seat belt mechanism and as people were standing to exit, she stood up and her top was pulled down showing her luscious braless tits to the crowd, and receiving a cheer from some of the passengers.
'No. I have something else in mind,' she said smiling at me. 'I have a new dress that I'm sure will please you, and others.' She gave me back the remote control and went to the bedroom.
She came back a few minutes later wearing a thin pale green summer dress with a scoop neckline with a single white button and showing a hint of cleavage, the hem about two inches above her knees; the price tag still attached to the front button. I didn't think it was particularly sexy until she sat down at the dining room table and waved me over. 'Stand there,' she directed me to stand beside her. She leaned forward just slightly and the top of the dress fell away from her chest. I could see her breasts plainly on display from where I stood. 'It's the weight of the button that pulls the dress away from my chest,' she explained. I just nodded, not really hearing her.
'Now imagine me with this dress, high heeled white pumps, thong panties and nothing else,' she stood and moved over to the large floor to ceiling windows, standing with her hands on her hips and her legs slightly spread. My mouth dropped in wonder and a silly grin spread over my face. 'Now imagine me walking in to the restaurant up on the hill with the view out over the ocean.'
