On Thursday Suzanne and I laid in bed a bit later than normal, we had returned from a long day at the beach with our new acquaintances on Wednesday, grilled some burgers we had in the fridge and ate them with some salad and baguette we had picked up at the site store. I had questioned Suzanne about her feelings after stripping off on the beach.
"Well, I guess I quite enjoyed it. Liberating. Yes that is the best description I can think of." Suzanne said as I grinned at her and probably raised my eyebrows.
"Well it looked a bit stupid being the only clothed one there." She decreed.
"Anyway I couldn't have you staring at Angela's ass or bald pussy all day." She went on before I light heartedly teased her a bit more.
Eventually we went to bed after she confessed, that given the right circumstances, and that beach was one of them, then she might enjoy a bit of naturism after all. The beach the company and the mood were just right for that. We may have retired but I had my cock sucked until I was ready to come then got it jacked off over Suzanne's now quite dark red tits. After that she flopped back on the bed lifted her knees to the edge and pushed my head down to her warm wet puss, I was evidently expected to return the favour orally, which I happily did. I set about her pink lipped vagina with my tongue as the moderately trimmed ginger fluff from her landing strip brushed my nose.
After that I crawled up beside her and we chatted briefly and affirmed we were okay with each other and the days events and revelations. We agreed that between her and myself, we would always keep in touch whatever and wherever we were and whoever we ended up with. After that briefly we discussed plans for the next two days before we would move on to some other accommodations that we would look for but it had to be something nearby. Then I rolled on top of her and got between those long slim legs and we fucked like we had the first time we got together until we fell asleep tired, sweaty and covered in body fluids.
When we woke up that morning we showered cleaned and the usual morning routines before enjoying a return to bed for a slow, long love making session, I felt Suzanne wanted that. It was obvious when she grabbed me by the love handle and gently led me to the bed. Her rosy ass and developing tan was very attractive and definitely convinced me to comply.
So late morning we headed to Arcachon and the Dune du Pilat for a drive in her new car with the top down. We lunched on the south side of the Gironde after we had stopped to go look at a vineyard and sample the wines. After we reached our planned destination, we climbed the steps of the massive sand dune, then we took some pictures and headed back up the coast the way we had come.
Around Montalivet just before we caught the ferry at Pont de Grave we drove past two large naturist resorts the second one of which we had to drive past two sides as the road went round that way. Suzanne even remarked as we passed by the second resort, Euronat, she could see two naked couples walking round the football pitch chatting together and totally visible to the road. I pointed out I was driving her new car and she was only seeing them in the distance and through a little shrubbery and I best keep my eye on the road. Suzanne shrugged and agreed that it must be the climate around here, the naturism bug seemed to be infectious round these parts.
While on the brief ferry crossing we speculated about a brief trip to Cognac and looking for another place to stay the rest of the holiday, we would then stock up on food and supplies once in the new accommodation wherever that would be. Suzanne wanted to go sample Cognac as she had enjoyed the trip today but we would have to figure out where we were sleeping, worst case was find a hotel, we could both afford it if we had to.
Upon disembarkation it was early evening on that Thursday so we went back to the chalet had a quick shower changed our sweaty tops and Suzanne changed her shorts before we headed back out to find a restaurant in La Palmyre.
We found a nice grill to get some fish and seafood or meat as we could choose either. As we were about to be seated at a table in a corner, we were noticed by Andrew the dentist and his girlfriend Angela, they asked a waiter to ask us to join them. We thought why not, their table had room and was much more nicely located. It turned out they had arrived not long before us and were still pondering the menu over a glass of wine, so we joined them for dinner and the pleasant company.
About two hours or more later we decided we had each drunk enough although the girls were a bit tipsy and jovial no one was really drunk. Like us the other couple had avoided sunning too much and they had done some shopping in Royan. Angela said she had missed the beach, then she suggested we pop out to the Grande Cote and go for a quick skinny dip and romantic walk on the beach in the twilight.
I looked at Suzanne, who just said "Oh What the hell, why not."
"We don't have towels." I ventured, but did not decline.
"Nor us, we will dry off soon enough on the walk back, a late night dip does sound appealing." Added Andrew.
We followed Andrew and Angela out to the beach on the St. Palais road and parked beside the road at a wide path off to the right. Angela and Andrew got out of their car and walked round to the driver side leaving the door open. As we got out of our car and I left the door open as the canvas hood was now up for the night, we noted Angela and Andrew removing their tops. It was then Andrew called out to us.
"It is very quiet, hardly anyone around, we are walking down without clothes, no one will see us or care if they do."
"You sure?" I questioned as Suzanne clasped my shoulder.
"Come on we can streak there and back if we have to." Encouraged Angela.
"Oh fuck, I am going to get arrested or something on this holiday," Suzanne added with a giggle as she released her grip of my shoulder and pulled her top off and folded it placing it on her driver seat followed by her bra, shorts and briefs leaving her in a pair of moderately heeled pair of wedge sandals.
I added my tee and shorts to our pile, leaving me in just a set of blue deck shoes I wore to drive Suzanne's pride and joy, I had gone commando after the earlier shower. We locked up the cars and each put the keys on top of a front tyre, not really secure, but who wanted to carry keys, then both of us couples made a bit of a hurried dash down the first part of the path before any passing cars got a real good look at what we were up to.
We were walking side by side holding hands as couples do with the girls in the middle giggling and laughing when we realised we would pass a couple walking arm in arm towards us from the beach. The girls fell silent and I felt Suzanne grip my hand tighter.
