During my junior year in college, my friends and I decided to go on a ski trip out in Colorado for spring break. The group that ended up going was my friends Ally, Eric, Jenna, Mike, and Claire. We packed our bags one Saturday and road tripped out to Colorado to stay for a week at a ski resort.
During the drive, Claire and I thought it would be really fun to do a hot spring for a day or so. No one else wanted to do it so we thought we could just do a little side trip for one night at the springs. We booked the room at the resort and were really excited to go.
We stayed for a couple days at the ski resort and then Claire and I headed off to the hot springs where we had a night scheduled for us. We took some windy roads and finally made it to the hot springs resort where we dropped our bags and kicked back before grabbing some dinner.
After dinner we decided to make our way down to the springs as the sun was setting. We went back upstairs and slipped into our little thing bikinis and coats so that we could walk down to the hot springs in the freezing cold. We both forgot our flip flops so we scurried out of the lobby in our bare feet. As soon as we stepped outside, we felt the freezing cold ground on our toes and ran as quickly as we could down the stone path to the hot springs where we saw the outlines of a few more people wading in the water.
At this point, the sun was just setting, so we could barely make out the figures in the water. We got to a stone slab by the water, slipped our coats off, and waded down into the water. We brought a pack of seltzers with us, so we each cracked one open and just walked around in the warm, steamy water.
After talking for about 30 minutes or so, a couple who was near us waded slightly closer to us.
"You guys come to the springs often or is this your first time?" a woman's voice asked. I could barely make out her features in the steamy darkness. She seemed to be in her late 30s, about 5'5" with tan skin with shoulder length brown hair. Her husband, Mark, as tall, tan and a good looking guy with short hair.
"Yeah, it's our first time," Claire responded.
"Well, I'm Kathy and this is my husband Mark," the woman said, coming closer with her husband and sitting down on an underwater rock chair near us. "You both from around here?"
"No, we're from out of state, but we are just here on spring break with some friends," I responded.
"Oh, that's fun," Kathy said, "this used to be my favorite place to spring break at back in college. Especially because of how... you know... free spirited it is here."
"Yeah I really like this a lot, I could do this more," Claire replied. "What do you mean by free spirited?
"Well, in case you haven't noticed, this resort is completely clothes optional after sunset." Kathy informed us. Claire and I looked at each other and tried not to laugh. We looked at Kathy a bit closer and saw that she didn't have a bathing suit top on. "If you guys want to join us feel free," Kathy added, nudging me with her elbow and giggling a bit.
Claire and I looked at each other, shrugged, and untied our tops and threw them to the side with our coats. Next, we slipped off our bottoms and threw those with our coats too. We both swirled around in the water, feeling freer than ever.
"You're right this does feel amazing," Claire said, bouncing up on down. The water consumed her mid-sized breasts as she went down each time and raced off as she bounced out of the water, exposing everything down to her stomach.