My wife and I used to live in a national park. Very crowded with tourists during the summers and practically empty during most of the rest of the year other than the people who worked for the park service and the hospitality workers than kept the restaurants, laundries, etc. running.
We didn't have tv (satellites were only big 10' dishes then and banned from the park) and we lived in a small cabin. The four things we did have were privacy, a hot tub, good dope we grew ourselves deep in the woods, and a bunch of other couples just like us who also worked in the park. It was kind of like going back to college in a way - we were a bunch of people that didn't have kids, or a lot of responsibility.
Anyway, we had been married for about 3 years when I went to work for the park, and at first we didn't know many people and the ones we did know were kind of stand-offish. Finally my wife kind of clicked with a woman who invited us over to dinner to meet her husband. We went and brought wine, but they already had dope and their own sauna.
We went over and they were very cool people. He was a big guy who worked on the trails keeping them clear. He hiked all day - sometimes for miles - with a chainsaw and other tools. A big mountain man type with a beard and permanent tan. She was a waitress at the high-end restaurant at one of the hotels in the park. Thinner, pretty but also kind of nutty and natural (People who worked in the park tended to be granola eating naturist types almost to the point of being stereotypes.)
Anyway, we got along pretty good. They had a great little house with a big porch overlooking a stream and we drank a few bottles of wine sitting out watching the sun go down before we even went in for dinner. We chatted, ate, smoked and there was even a bit of what I'd call veiled flirting. Nothing too above board - it was just a vibe.
While we were eating dinner, it had started to snow and we hadn't even noticed. (It was October or November - so it was about time for it to start, but it was the first of what would be a very heavy snow season.) Mountain snow can drop a lot quick - and there was already like 4 inches on the ground before we were aware.
I was panicking a bit - mountain roads can be dangerous even when dry and I was pretty new to it all still - but the next day was Saturday so they said just relax and spend the night. They had a spare bedroom. I had drank a lot so I think both Sherry (my wife) and I were relieved to hear we wouldn't be needing to travel until the snow plows came through in the morning.
The couple - their names were Terry and Ed - showed us around their place and it was amazing if rustic. In addition to the spare bedroom, they showed us that they had an old style sauna. It was so cool. They said let's open another bottle of wine and smoke one and we'll go in.
I don't know how it came up, but from the beginning it was understood we would all be naked. We didn't consider that a big deal, neither of us was a prude.